Chen Yu crouched silently where he was, feeling rather frustrated.
He had earned no magical power and instead unearthed a possible new identity for himself.
Although this new identity was a bit troublesome, it seemed like a fairly decent cover compared with the identity he was hiding.
With this new identity, anyone investigating him would discover that he was actually a Tribulation Immortal, connect that with his previous behavior, and unwittingly be led astray.
Then, when they tried using methods meant for dealing with Tribulation Immortals against him, they would realize something was wrong-but by then, it would be too late.
Put that way, it seemed all right... perhaps?
After sitting there thinking for a long time, Chen Yu sighed.
Since things had come to this, he might as well go bankrupt first.
As long as I go bankrupt first, none of this Tribulation Immortal business will matter.
Getting up, he put an arm around the Mohist and said to Wang Shanzhang, "Wang Shanzhang, the Hope Star Lord you wanted is here."
"I'm not a Star Lord yet," the Mohist said sheepishly, "but I hope to be."
Wang Shanzhang clasped the Mohist's hand. "I hope you will be, too. No, with Chen Yu's help and mine, you definitely will be. What our Righteous Qi Prefecture needs right now is hope. I wonder what powers you can bring to bear?"
"To be honest, I didn't bring much power with me when I left the Inconceivable Realm, and I haven't established a temple or received incense offerings here yet. So every bit of power I use is gone for good. I can't use it too often."
"I see..."
"But there's no need to be too pessimistic. Although I can't perform miracles, I can burn magical power through a ritual and instill hope