Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 123: The Hunter Thirsts for Blood (23)
Fu Qian walked forward, his mind rapidly sorting out the current information.
He was currently highly suspicious of one person—Deng Feizhou.
At present, the entire incident was characterized as a conspiracy between Chen Mingda and the Primordial Council. And the accepted narrative was that Chen Mingda, to compensate for his innate defects, didn't hesitate to cooperate with the Primordial Council to help them obtain the Blood of Thorns. In return, the Primordial Council helped Chen Mingda break through his bottleneck.
To achieve their goal, they locked their sights on Henrik, ultimately designing a plot to control his mind and steal the Blood of Thorns. Their original plan was undoubtedly to make Henrik appear corrupted by a Demigod's corpse and steal the Blood of Thorns. Then, control him to go on a killing spree, turn him into a brain-eating monster, and subsequently eliminate him at an opportune moment, concluding the whole affair.
However, he himself became a variable. They never expected that while everything was going according to plan, someone would actually break into the Night Watcher Base at night. And matters spiraling out of control and blowing up was definitely not something they wanted to see.
Thus, they quickly began investigating the matter, and he entered their sights because of his performance at the banquet. This was also why Wen Li had been tailed.
Later, Chen Mingda first ran to Wen Li's house under the guise of a visit to probe him. Then came that strange game. Their attempt to probe and control him failed, ultimately costing them a puppet.
The next day, Wen Li took him to Deng Feizhou's house. He deliberately fabricated the issue about Yuan Shan, and not long after leaving the house, Henrik showed up.
The coincidences here were simply too great. There was every reason to believe Henrik had come to silence him. And only Deng Feizhou knew he was going to look for Yuan Shan.
Later, under the influence of the Tyrant's Fist, Henrik seemed to regain some sanity. Deng Feizhou appeared right on cue, seemingly to help, but ultimately let him go.
It could only be said that no matter what, this old man Deng was highly suspicious.
Fu Qian soon arrived at his destination, the courtyard residence where Deng Feizhou lived. Mimicking Wen Li's actions, he pressed the doorbell.
A minute later, the door opened from the inside. Deng Feizhou looked at Fu Qian expressionlessly.
"Why did Mr. Fang come alone? Where is Wen Li?"
"Please don't worry, she is in a safe place now. As for why I came here, it's very simple..." Fu Qian blinked. "I want to make a deal with you."
"I don't understand what you mean." Deng Feizhou's tone held no fluctuations, but his gaze subconsciously looked behind Fu Qian.
"Don't worry, there are no Night Watchers behind me." Fu Qian squeezed straight in through the open door.
The next moment, the sound of wind whistling came from behind him.
Fu Qian raised his hand without hesitation. Tentacles intertwined into the Biochemical Demon Arm, which he whipped out fiercely.
"You..."
The forces clashed. Deng Feizhou staggered back several steps, staring at Fu Qian's arm in astonishment.
*As expected, there's a problem.*
Fu Qian confirmed his guess, looking at the Deng Feizhou who had just sneak-attacked him with a smile.
"Why be in such a hurry? Why not listen to the terms of the deal first? As you can see, I am facing some difficulties."
Fu Qian deliberately controlled his arm, letting it slowly transform back to its original state.
"I've tried many methods, but the results haven't been very ideal, so I want to make a deal with you."
Deng Feizhou looked at the tentacles on Fu Qian's arm, staying silent.
"A deal similar to Chen Mingda's." Fu Qian added another sentence. "Can we sit down and talk now?"
"I have to say, you've brought me quite a few surprises." After staring at Fu Qian for a long time, Deng Feizhou finally spoke. "Do youngsters nowadays like hiding their strength this much?"
"It's better for a person to keep a low profile."
"Chen Mingda was just a low-tier Transcendent. You are at least already at the Fourth Tier. Don't tell me you want me to help you become a Demigod?"
"Is that not possible?"
"Regarding the affairs here in Shangjing, I am an outsider. Do you know what the advantage of an outsider is? It's that they can analyze the situation more objectively and holistically. For example, no matter what the conspiracy is, there must always be a beneficiary. And in the current theft incident, Henrik is dead, Chen Mingda is dead, and the Night Watchers' item was stolen. The Primordial Council is undoubtedly the biggest winner. But I suddenly thought just now, there is actually another person who also reaped benefits."
Fu Qian smiled.
"That is Chen Xing."
As soon as these words came out, Fu Qian keenly noticed Deng Feizhou's gaze flicker for a moment.
"It seems I didn't guess wrong. Those who accomplish great things do not hesitate to incur small costs. To advance to Demigod, this person even sacrificed his own son."
"Go on."
"Today was truly a good show." Fu Qian rubbed his chin. "An old Beyonder bearing the pain of losing his son, becoming a Buddha on the spot while in absolute despair, breaking through years of shackles in one fell swoop to become a Demigod. A very brilliant script. Even the Night Watchers believed it. Did you and Chen Xing devise this plan? Chen Mingda probably died without even knowing he was just cannon fodder, right?"
Fu Qian looked at Deng Feizhou while sighing.
"But I don't care about these things. You just need to tell me what I can use to exchange for the method of becoming a Demigod."
"You want to advance to Demigod that badly?"
"Pursuing advancement is the responsibility of every Beyonder. It's not a choice, it's a responsibility."
Hahaha!
Fu Qian's answer took Deng Feizhou aback for a moment, and then he burst out laughing.
"You are quite something. Good strength, and enough temperament. But it's a pity, you still miscalculated one point."
"What point?" Fu Qian's eyes lit up.
"The item Henrik brought out wasn't the goal, but the method."
"So it was actually like that... I understand now!" Fu Qian wore an expression of sudden realization. "That item wasn't what you wanted, but the material used to help Chen Xing advance? Then that's very strange. Even if you were willing to help for no reason, Chen Xing actually dared to agree to a deal that obviously holds no benefits for you?"
"Because he had no choice. The Chen Family needed a Demigod, and it's not like I don't seek returns. Therefore, if you want to achieve the same goal, you need to produce something that interests me enough."
*The Blood of Thorns was actually genuinely consumed!* Fu Qian sighed internally. *But his mission hadn't failed yet, which meant there was still a chance.*
Fu Qian thought for a moment.
"Are you saying that I now not only have to offer terms that satisfy you, but also have to go back to the Night Watcher Base to find another material from a Demigod's corpse?"
"There aren't any more." Deng Feizhou shook his head. "There was only that one portion in the Night Watcher Base, so this method is no longer viable."
"Only one portion... Then I have a question." Fu Qian frowned slightly, then suddenly slapped his forehead. "Is it possible for me to go and kill old man Chen, take the item back, and have you help me advance?"
...
Deng Feizhou instantly fell silent, clearly stunned by Fu Qian's divergent thinking.
"Is it?" Fu Qian looked full of anticipation.
Hahaha!
Deng Feizhou burst into loud laughter once again.
"It is, if you have the ability to kill a true Demigod. That item will precipitate out of his corpse again. You can bring it to me then."
*This is exactly the answer I wanted.* Fu Qian looked up and let out a long sigh.
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