Hear the Way in the morning, and die content by evening.
As mentioned before, Fu Qian had never doubted Nepheli's devotion to seeking the Way.
Simply setting Madness Fire on oneself was already something ordinary people would find hard to do.
So in Fu Qian's view, the bones on the lighthouse belonged to the former head of the Institute of Curses. No question about it.
At the same time, however, there was a very practical question: what kind of state had that senior been in after "dying"?
At first listen, it almost sounded like a malformed sentence. Though she had been a genius, she was clearly still far from being a Higher Being who was difficult to kill. Shouldn't death have meant total demise?
Fu Qian did not dispute that, but one had to remember Nepheli's original purpose in burning herself with Madness Flame.
It had been to determine whether the world before her was real or false, and whether everyone had always been trapped within a lie.
And his subsequent explorations did seem to support her conclusion—the world had long since become the Crystalline Doomsday. Even the Warehouse had been unable to reverse it, and could only run projects like euthanasia in this post-apocalyptic age.
So if the world's true face was the Crystalline Doomsday, and Nepheli had truly discovered that, then could her final act of cremating herself have carried some other meaning?
Faking her death to escape?
That was far too low-level. Fu Qian did not think Nepheli had much motive to do something like that.
Trying to touch the world's reality through that method?
It was undoubtedly a mad act, but Nepheli's earlier actions had already been mad enough. More importantly, at the end of his exploration of the Sea of Ashes, he had actually encountered