God-level Insight. It had been a while since he had used this ability.
Given the need to make full use of resources, Fu Qian had long since decided how to deal with the Eye of Consort Xing.
On one hand, it was the waste-not principle he had mentioned earlier. On the other, it was also a small experiment.
If that other eyeball still retained some connection to Nepheli, perhaps he might be able to sense a little of her condition through it.
Besides, at the end of the Sea of Ashes, Your Excellency the Fool had reclaimed the effect of Etched Wisdom, leaving an Insight slot newly vacant.
He did not hold out much hope, but if he happened to break down a skill from it, there would be no risk of being forced to give one up.
In short, Fu Qian had already made his decision. The only question was when and where to deal with it.
And since there was no time like the present, when Fu Qian had come looking for tea earlier, he had felt that this place was quite suitable.
After chatting with that second-rate diviner, the feeling had only grown stronger.
Compared with the places he frequented, this place was clearly better suited for quietly having a bite to eat.
Now then, let's see how much nutritional value it still had left—oh?
The item itself was not of particularly high rank, and it practically melted the moment it entered his mouth.
Yet instead of a pleasing new skill name, his vision suddenly blurred, carrying more than a hint of food poisoning.
"Feeling any better?"
Someone even asked softly.
"Everyone is still waiting."
Everyone?
It really was rather improper to keep a group of people waiting. He should try his best to overcome this