Ignition (4)

That cost me a fair bit!

Back in the half-wrecked carriage, Fu Qian weighed the pros and cons of his recent encounter.

Even someone as strong as him might have had no choice but to show himself and kill them if those few hadn't left.

But that wasn't to say Red Moon's reward had been useless. Blood Conquest was meant to be a charge-in skill; he'd simply forced it into service as a way to hide himself.

Besides, after this encounter, those few would probably attack him on sight next time they met.

Even if he held no grudge, they probably wouldn't believe that he did.

Of course, the benefits were obvious.

That whole spiel of his should speed up their search considerably, ensuring they'd show him just how well they knew the place, with overwhelming force.

His mission was to extinguish the flames, and all three of the main players bore similar, bizarre traces. It would be a waste not to take advantage of that.

As for how he planned to track their movements, he'd already made preparations.

Fu Qian closed his eyes and sensed a special connection that existed only in the realm of concepts, stretching off into the distance.

It was something he'd gained from Red Moon: Thread of Concern.

The other end of the thread pointed toward a certain half-demigod.

As it turned out, "a bond even the gods can't sever" wasn't just hype. Judging by how stable it was, it looked like it would last quite a while, too.

As for how he'd managed it, the answer was simple.

Dragging someone over himself would've been too obvious and put them on their guard. But as he'd said before, things always went more smoothly when both sides came to each other.

The guy in the trench