PFC Chapter 191 Fearless War God
Chapter 191 Fearless War God
However, despite listening to what Shen Qingyao and Ruan Hongshuang had to say, Meng Shuqin's mood did not improve significantly.
At this moment, her heart was still filled with endless sorrow and deep self-blame, as if these negative emotions had shrouded her whole being like a heavy haze.
However, under Shen Qingyao's gentle and constant comforting words, Meng Shuqin's originally raging sobs gradually weakened, like the waves gradually calming down after a storm.
At the same time, her trembling shoulders slowly returned to a steady state, as if a taut string had finally been relaxed.
Seeing this scene, Shen Qingyao's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down a little, and she let out a long sigh of relief.
At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness and speechlessness.
After all, she was the one who was clearly sentenced to death!
Logically speaking, shouldn't someone else be comforting her at this moment, telling her there's nothing to be afraid of, and promising to stay by her side forever?
Unexpectedly, things have turned out this way—she, the "protagonist," now has to turn around and soothe the emotional wounds of others.
What was unexpected was that after Meng Shuqin's antics, Shen Qingyao's complex and slightly bittersweet emotions unexpectedly dissipated considerably.
Perhaps it was because she shifted her attention to comforting others that she temporarily forgot about the desperate situation she was facing.
After a while, Meng Shuqin finally calmed herself down.
However, whenever her gaze fell upon Shen Qingyao, an uncontrollable look of heartache and an overwhelming sadness would involuntarily appear deep within her eyes.
Shen Qingyao sighed softly, as if she wanted to expel all the frustration in her heart.
She turned her head slightly, forcing herself to ignore Meng Shuqin's burning and intense gaze, as if the other person didn't exist at all, pretending not to see her.
Xia Ran was also taken aback by how things had turned out, and was momentarily stunned and at a loss for words, her lips twitching involuntarily.
At this moment, her gaze was fixed on Shen Qingyao, who was in a flustered and overwhelmed state, looking utterly disheveled.
However, for some reason, looking at this scene, Xia Ran had a strange feeling in her heart—that Meng Shuqin's stroke of genius was not entirely unacceptable.
After all, his own disciple was already too busy taking care of himself to have any time to indulge in negative emotions.
Just then, Xia Ran slowly spoke up, saying, "Actually... it's not entirely without a solution."
However, her tone was not relaxed at all; on the contrary, it sounded quite heavy. Even her originally relaxed brows were now tightly furrowed, and a solemn look was revealed between her brows.
It turns out that Xia Ran knew all too well that this so-called method would be fraught with difficulties in its implementation.
If not handled carefully, not only will the problem remain unresolved, but Shen Qingyao may even meet with misfortune and perish prematurely.
That is why she hesitated to reveal the whole method so easily.
On the other hand, as soon as Meng Shuqin heard Xia Ran say "I have a way," she instantly became as energetic as if she had been injected with chicken blood!
She had been crying her eyes out just moments before, but in the blink of an eye, her tears stopped. Her previously dull eyes now shone brightly again, and she looked directly at Xia Ran with hope and anticipation, eagerly asking:
"What method is it? No matter how much money it costs or what huge price we have to pay, as long as it can save lives, we are willing to do it!"
Shen Qingyao merely glanced at Meng Shuqin indifferently before silently looking away.
She knew very well that if even her master hesitated and did not immediately offer a solution, then the method must be extremely difficult and challenging. Otherwise, given her master's personality, he would have already told her directly.
At the same time, Xia Ran first observed Meng Shuqin, whose face was full of excitement and anticipation, and then slowly turned her gaze to Shen Qingyao, whose face was calm and without any ripples.
Then, Xia Ran's clear and melodious voice, as sweet as a nightingale's song, drifted over:
"Have you ever heard of the Bliss Society? They have always attempted to summon and resurrect the legendary God of Bliss through some means. To this end, the Bliss Society has always worshipped a divine artifact regarded as a rare treasure—the Summoning God Sword. After receiving the devout incense and offerings of many believers for a long time, this Summoning God Sword is said to possess a magical power, capable of successfully awakening a god who has disappeared for a long time."
However, as soon as Xia Ran finished speaking, everyone present looked blank, clearly finding it difficult to digest and understand the information she had just presented.
Even Shen Qingyao, who is usually quick-witted and intelligent, frowned slightly and fell into deep thought, completely unable to figure out the true intention behind Xia Ran's words.
As for Meng Shuqin, a complete layman, she was even more confused. Not only could she not understand the deeper meaning, but she also showed some doubt.
She couldn't help but voice her doubts:
"According to you, this so-called God-Summoning Sword would be of great benefit to that God of Bliss, right? But our most urgent task right now is to get rid of the God of Bliss who is hiding in A Yao's body, not to awaken him! What is the connection between the two? Could it be that you have some other plans that you haven't mentioned?"
Shen Qingyao didn't speak, but at this moment she also agreed with what Meng Shuqin said.
Indeed, this artifact is obviously of great benefit to the God of Bliss, but it undoubtedly poses a huge potential threat to others.
Upon hearing this, Xia Ran felt a surge of anger and rolled her eyes at Shen Qingyao.
Just as she raised her hand, preparing to gently tap Shen Qingyao's perpetually clueless head again, she suddenly froze in mid-air as if she had remembered something important.
Suddenly, she remembered that there was another person standing next to her—Meng Shuqin.
So, Xia Ran had no choice but to reluctantly and slowly withdraw her outstretched hand.
"Actually, the God of Bliss is not without weaknesses. According to ancient legends, the God of Bliss was originally a fearsome giant serpent. However, as the saying goes, everything has its counter, and all things in this world have a principle of mutual generation and restraint. The God of Bliss also happens to have its natural nemesis!"
"That is the Fearless War God! It is said that the Fearless War God's true form was actually a cute little honey pot. It's just a pity that the Fearless War God perished millions of years ago."
"Now all we can do is try to use the power of that incredibly magical Summoning God Sword to see if we can successfully awaken the long-dormant God of War from his deep slumber."
"If you can successfully awaken the Fearless War God and bring him into your sea of consciousness, then naturally, eliminating the extremely hateful Elysian God hiding in your body will become a piece of cake."
"Furthermore, the Fearless War God is a truly dignified deity. He not only possesses unfathomable and all-encompassing magical power, but is also a great being revered and respected by the world. Therefore, if we are fortunate enough to successfully awaken the Fearless War God, then the problem of the Blissful God that has troubled my disciple for so long will surely be solved!"