Translator: CinderTL
Feng Qi stared in stunned silence at the Miracle Bracelet the Lord of the Mist had tossed him.
After years of working together, he knew how desperately the Lord of the Mist craved power.
While the Miracle Bracelet couldn't perfectly match his abilities like the bloodstone, who would consider mastering another power system a burden?
According to the Lord of the Mist, the Miracle Bracelet offered immense growth potential.
With enough believers, their ceaseless worship would grant him unimaginable faith power over time.
Theoretically, this method of growth closely resembled the "Faith-Based Divinity" mythos.
By gathering the faith of believers, he could ascend from mortal flesh to the status of a "true deity."
The Miracle Bracelet would also allow him to establish a spiritual connection with all faith-providing believers, even allowing him to transfer portions of his power to empower them.
Feng Qi looked up at the Lord of the Mist, his heart heavy with conflicting emotions.
The Lord of the Mist had once promised that if he ever reached the summit, Feng Qi would have a place by his side.
Whether the Lord of the Mist would keep his word or not, Feng Qi had never taken the promise seriously.
After all, his plan was to exploit the Lord of the Mist and crush him in his infancy.
He would never allow him to rise, let alone reach the summit.
He never denied that the Lord of the Mist genuinely cared for him, treating him as a brother in life and death.
At that moment, the Lord of the Mist stood up, looked at him with a gentle smile, and said:
"If there's nothing else, you should return to the Tiger Soul Branch Base first. I'll stay here and continue waiting for an opportunity to make contact with the Tiger Soul Research Institute. We'll be in touch."
Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Feng Qi looked up at the Lord of the Mist and said:
"Oh, right, there's something I wanted to discuss with you."
As the Lord of the Mist looked at him with a puzzled expression, Feng Qi continued:
"Here's the thing: after settling into the Tiger Soul Research Institute these past few days, I've noticed something strange. The institute seems to be deliberately suppressing research into cultivation techniques while diverting resources and talent to the Art Magic Research Department. This strikes me as highly abnormal."
"While Art Magic Research is undoubtedly important, cultivation techniques form the very foundation of cultivation studies. This clearly contradicts the original purpose for which the Tiger Soul Research Institute was established. I suspect there might be some hidden secrets behind this."
Hearing this, the Lord of the Mist's face fell into a thoughtful expression.
After a moment of contemplation, he looked up at Feng Qi and said:
"I think I understand what you're implying. You suspect that the Tiger Soul Research Institute's leadership has been infiltrated by a Domain Force? And that this mysterious force might be exploiting the institute's resources and talent to develop new art magic for their own domain race?"
"Exactly, that's what I'm thinking," Feng Qi nodded immediately.
Hearing this, the Lord of the Mist's expression turned grave. "If a Domain Force has already infiltrated the Tiger Soul Research Institute, our plans will be difficult to execute."
Seeing the worry in the Lord of the Mist's eyes, Feng Qi fully understood his concern.
Historically, the Tiger Soul Research Institute would ultimately fall into the Lord of the Mist's hands. Even if the institute's leadership had been compromised by a Domain Force, they would inevitably be defeated by the Lord of the Mist.
However, this conclusion was based on Feng Qi's understanding of historical developments within this timeline.
From the Lord of the Mist's perspective, the situation was entirely different. The identity and strength of the potential Domain Force behind the Tiger Soul Research Institute remained unknown. A rash move could lead to catastrophic consequences.
How could someone who had planned for millennia and orchestrated the future act recklessly without knowing his opponent's capabilities?
With this in mind, Feng Qi turned to the Lord of the Mist and said, "I'll start investigating first and notify you if I find anything. It's not time to give up yet."
"I have no intention of giving up," the Lord of the Mist said. "I simply believe we need to re-evaluate our plan to infiltrate the Tiger Soul Research Institute, taking these potential risks into account."
"But I must secure the Tiger Soul Research Institute. It's crucial for promoting the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice."
Feng Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes at the Lord of the Mist's earnest declaration.
When it came to stubbornness, the Lord of the Mist was undoubtedly the king.
From crushing Mu Qing to becoming a Pillar God, the Lord of the Mist never backed down verbally from any challenge.
Yet his actions often told a different story.
For example, during their last escort mission, when faced with Mu Qing, he nearly invented a "stealth" art magic on the spot to avoid confrontation.
Upon reflection, it was perhaps precisely this combination of strategic planning and cautiousness that made him one of the future's greatest victors.
The Lord of the Mist interrupted Feng Qi's thoughts:
"Don't make any rash moves at the Tiger Soul Research Institute. You're just a test subject now, with no access to their core data. Any unusual behavior will only draw unwanted attention."
"Don't worry, I'll act according to the situation. I won't risk my life unnecessarily."
Hearing this, the Lord of the Mist immediately nodded in agreement.
"That's good. You should wait until I've made contact with the Tiger Soul Research Institute before considering further investigation."
After chatting for a while longer, Feng Qi left the Lord of the Mist's room.
Stepping out of the hotel, he hailed a taxi.
By the time he returned to the Tiger Soul Branch Base, it was already 2 a.m.
Paying the fare with his phone, he stepped out of the car.
He looked up at the three-meter-tall metal gate ahead, flanked by base walls equipped with surveillance cameras every ten meters.
Behind the walls, towering watchtowers swept the surrounding area with searchlights, scanning for any signs of danger.
Approaching the gate, Feng Qi pulled out his intern ID card.
Beep!
After swiping the card, a green light scanned his body, and the metal gate slowly swung open.
(End of the Chapter)
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