Chapter 2855: Chapter 2850: The Mastermind and the Artifact Spirit

The sect is unfortunate.

While lamenting the founder of the Rebirth Club’s negligence, Fu Qian suddenly realized that as the current pillar, he seemed to be in a similar situation.

He dabbled in both Limb Attachment and legal matters, visible everywhere, just not on duty.

In theory, his behavior could be considered worse.

After all, he was using artificial limbs like Three Faces and legal frameworks like "world weary" pseudo-cores.

"It is indeed a very clever method. If I hadn’t noticed the anomaly with the laws here, even I would have a hard time confirming his true ranking."

People say not to meddle in affairs of another’s position. While Fu Qian worried about the organization’s conduct, Lord Patch was only focused on the previously mentioned concealment effect.

However, His evaluation was undoubtedly high, indicating that if He hadn’t realized the Archipelago’s susceptibility to the Power of Law, it would be difficult even for Him to determine the master’s true strength.

"There’s even more reason why he’d rather expose himself to prevent further advancements because going in might also expose him directly."

Fortunately, Fu Qian was adept at multitasking, smoothly agreeing with Lord Patch’s comments and adding more details.

"In hindsight, it’s clear, but it’s gratifying that someone like you can walk so precisely in the dark."

Indeed, the more Fu Qian performed well, the happier Patch became, smiling broadly as He glanced ahead.

"It seems Sha Ming is the mastermind behind all this, the top role in this excitement—how do you plan to deal with him?"

...

Top role, how to deal with him.

Aren’t you making quite a big transition?

Fu Qian sighed at the question, thinking Lord Patch really lacked the dignity of a Superior Being, with overly exaggerated language.

Yet, the question was understandable—Brother Sha Ming seemed to be at an impasse.

From revealing his true form until now, Fu Qian and Patch had been chatting for a while, and the bow of the ship remained eerily quiet.

It’s not that the transformation seen was an illusion only he and Patch could see.

Quite the opposite, Old Master Yibu, already at a disadvantage, looked visibly silent facing the suddenly emerging Sha Ming.

Firstly, why did the opponent suddenly transform, and secondly, why transform when the opponent had the upper hand.

Clearly, his reason was under assault.

Importantly, more than just Yibu was silent; the person involved was even more stunned.

Sha Ming knew he didn’t want to transform, but the question was—who did it?

Yibu? No, it’s merely a Demigod, and this was a disguise blessed by the law...

You could say this is perhaps the true demeanor of a Superior Being. Lord Patch seems to act and watch as He pleases, regardless of the social stability impact after exposing someone’s old skin.

Overall, the situation was deadlocked and could likely remain so for some time if left unaddressed.

"Limited scope, higher ranking, yet what’s the difference from the previous master?"

Unfortunately, Fu Qian had no intention of intervening, merely shaking his head after a glance.

"The Power of Law emphasizes forcefulness and purity, yet it was manipulated into a trap of deception, relying on mere cunning for advantage; I’m afraid it’s difficult to advance further in life."

...

"Isn’t it because you dismantled the ladder to progress? Besides, it seems he’s done well. Even in this unstable state, he made scrap paper effective again?"

Professor Fu’s sternness seemed unexpected.

For a moment, even Lord Patch couldn’t help but speak up, almost as if He had forgotten the earlier act of pulling off someone’s headpiece.

Of course, what He said wasn’t without reason.

They had just speculated that the White Tower Codex hadn’t revived by itself but was driven by some force.

Clearly, Sha Ming was the driving force, and from the current situation of the Archipelago, his propelling force seemed quite effective.

Apart from this Divine Dream, the entire area was quickly being formatted.

If he could leverage this to remove the tumor, creating a Kingdom on Earth in the future might not be out of the question.

No doubt, in Fu Qian’s view, this was a possible motive for Sha Ming painstakingly getting himself brought in.

"Mysterious origin," "unpredictable joy and anger"—those were his own words earlier.

If you’re putting such an uncontrollable tool into the pivotal part of the operation, what could be the reason?

Your warnings might not be heeded; your orders might be disregarded; your temptations might not even be considered.

Doesn’t a manipulator like Sha Ming account for these risks?

In Fu Qian’s view, it’s unlikely small.

The possibility he leans towards is that, just like Fu Qian himself doesn’t care about fifteen-minute warnings, Sha Ming also doesn’t care about the tool’s purpose.

"Just getting in once is enough." The broad conditions already showed some insight then.

An uncontrollable beast thrown into the prison, while other outcomes might not be guaranteed, the wrecking of the prison was a likely event.

Sha Ming aimed for this very waning dream itself—you can mess around all you want; I’ll admit defeat if I’m worried.

"Indeed, achieving this is not easy."

While pondering Sha Ming’s sinister intentions, Fu Qian made a fair comment without delay.

"But—"

But this time, even without Patch’s intervention, Fu Qian made a transition himself.

"I just doubt that he’s the one who did it."

...

"The Artifact Spirit has been lost, severing the connection with the Divine Dream, this situation makes it hard to imagine a resurrection, let alone Sha Ming having lost the Transcription of Truth.

"The current apparent Second Phase strength, it’s uncertain if it’s genuine."

Amidst the Archipelago’s clamor, Fu Qian toyed with the screen in his hand, eloquently discussing, while demonstrating the Calamity Radar’s sensitivity.

Indeed, Xi Yuan’s final losses didn’t seem to affect Sha Ming’s gain at the time.

Successfully elevated to the Second Phase with the help of the Transcription of Truth, retaining that appearance.

Yet even so, Fu Qian still doubted his ability to achieve this level.

Directly formatting a region, even Old Mr. Golden Tree from Xi Yuan was just so.

"Hmm... That makes sense, let me see—"

Perhaps recalling that old friend, Lord Patch listened attentively.

Then nodding, He once again extended His hand, targeting the screen in Fu Qian’s hand.

However, instead of taking it back, He tapped on it three times with His fingers.

Ding, ding, ding—

The crisp sound echoed, almost summoning the Lamp God in its imagery.

Oh?

There was indeed a peculiar movement.

A faint light emanated, seeping out from every character on the screen, gathering into a smoke-like entity, struggling into a humanoid shape.

"Impossible—"

There was also a somewhat familiar roar.

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