Fu Qian wasn't sure the Return Edict would definitely work, but that didn't affect his good habit of accomplishing several things at once.
Besides addressing Cas's situation, he could even use the opportunity to see whether the person before him was Etched Wisdom, or whether the Return Edict worked on Etched Wisdom.
Back when he'd signaled for Lisha to stay calm and wait for the dean to arrive, Fu Qian had already decided what to do once he showed up.
Even if Cas hadn't come by, he would have paid him a visit and done the same thing.
"You can switch to your complete Mythical Form. Just don't get too big and wreck my renovations."
Facing Cas, who sat quietly and cooperated, he even offered an additional reminder.
The Return Edict was colorless and odorless, and even demigods wouldn't find it easy to detect.
Yet the dean seemed to trust him completely. He started without hesitation as soon as Fu Qian said the word.
"Heh, that won't happen."
Even in response to Fu Qian's suggestion, he merely chuckled and said that his Mythical Form wasn't that extravagant.
As for whether his complete Mythical Form might pose a danger to the "demigod" before him, he didn't seem concerned in the slightest—then the sky began to darken.
The change came almost immediately.
It was already getting dark outside, but this felt more like a mass of shadows had suddenly appeared before them, furiously bursting outward in every direction.
Even so, the person at the center of the shadows still had his clothes intact.
Only the body beneath them was completely covered in familiar scales, which began to move.
The dean had kept his word. If he'd said he wouldn't break the furniture, then he wouldn't.
Cas moved with remarkable decisiveness, unleashing