Facing an Ancient God for a Year

If Yuan Shan was intentionally not controlling the flow of information, then this action indicated she had some thoughts of her own.

For example, she no longer saw this as a simple case of theft and defection.

She must have believed that besides Henrik, other people were involved; otherwise, she wouldn’t have made such a probe.

After all, releasing any message to a mentally unstable madman would be meaningless.

Whether her earlier attempt to startle the snake had been effective, or she had ideas from the start, remained unknown.

After quickly reviewing the current information, Fu Qian looked up and saw Wen Li watching him with a somewhat solemn expression.

...Hmm?

A thought crossed Fu Qian’s mind.

This girl was extremely sensitive; he needed to be careful to control his emotional fluctuations.

Of course, he could not be completely without fluctuations, as being too deliberate could also raise suspicions.

And he didn’t know what new abilities she had gained after leveling up.

“Speaking of which, have there been any changes to your abilities since you’ve been promoted?”

Fu Qian blinked, asking directly when he didn’t understand—an unmistakably straightforward man.

“There was a bit. First off, my physique has greatly improved,”

Apparently not expecting Fu Qian to ask this, Wen Li smiled and clenched her fist.

“Almost all mental-type Transcendents fortify their bodies after reaching a certain stage, though the methods differ.

The higher the realm, the more noticeable it becomes. I feel that my strength has increased significantly now.”

“Although it’s incomparable to you, if we’re talking about melee ability, I am now no weaker than a low-tier physical Transcendent.”

Hmm!

Fu Qian nodded.

“Like that Young Master Ye.”

“Yes, like Young Master Ye,”

Wen Li repeated Fu Qian’s words; this change clearly put her in a good mood.

“After my promotion, I took a month to stabilize my condition and didn’t really see him much during that time.

Then I promptly came to Shangjing. My father mentioned that our families haven’t been in close contact recently.”

Completely understandable.

The Ye Family’s scheme for a marriage alliance was based on the expectation that Wen Li would put in a lot of effort in her promotion.

The result was that they were of no help, and they had to watch as Wen Li was dragged into the safehouse.

It might even have caused Young Master Ye significant psychological trauma.

Given these circumstances, a shrewd man like Wen Xiuxian would never let himself be indebted, especially given his daughter’s boundless prospects.

“As for my abilities… my perception of emotions is now much clearer,”

Wen Li pointed to her head.

“Before, I could only sense the strongest part of a target’s emotions. Now, if I concentrate, I can perceive every subtle fluctuation of the target’s emotions.

However, the effect isn’t as strong if there’s a big difference in levels.”

“Additionally, I’ve acquired a new ability, which I call—Emotional Amplification!”

“I can target someone and amplify their current emotional state, whether it’s anger, fear, happiness… any type.

In my tests, if I put my full effort into it, I can amplify the strength of the emotions more than tenfold.”

Emotional Amplification?

Fu Qian recalled the scene when Wen Li first leveled up, with similar power outbursts making Group Leader Tan shiver in fear.

Speaking of which, he owed Wen Li thanks; it was her stimulation that opened the door to a new world for him, successfully completing one third of the Thug’s path.

“Additionally, I’ve gained an unexpected benefit,”

At this point, Wen Li’s face wore a sincere smile.

“I’m no longer afraid of being alone.”

“It’s hard to imagine that the nightmare that troubled me for so long has just disappeared.

Now, even when I’m alone in a room, my own emotions aren’t repeatedly amplified.

That sense of relief… when I realized it, I sat by the lake for a whole day and night!

If I had known, I should have worked harder to level up sooner!”

If she had leveled up sooner, Yvette would have been the one chatting with me here.

Fu Qian thought to himself, with one less mirror, of course there wouldn’t be repeated reflection and magnification.

But I won’t tell Wen Li that.

As it seemed now, in terms of pure fighting strength, Wen Li still didn’t have much.

In short, she was still an auxiliary profession.

However, whether it was perception or the amplification of emotions, both were abilities that occasionally had surprising effects.

Oftentimes they were much more useful than a simple musclehead.

No wonder mental abilities are popular.

Speaking of which—

Fu Qian pointed to where Chen Mingda was sitting.

“As a fellow practitioner of mental abilities, he seems quite different from you, doesn’t he?”

“You noticed?”

Wen Li giggled.

“That’s right, unlike those of us who awakened later in life, the Chen Family has been passing down a secret technique known as the Opportunity-Attracting Spell. Any family member with a talent begins cultivating step by step from a young age.”

“They don’t awaken certain special abilities and slowly train them like I did, what they use… those are all cultivation techniques.”

“So it’s like tempering a martial artist or Swordsman all the way, only focusing on developing mental power?”

“Yes, but I heard that Chen Mingda had mediocre talents since childhood and wasn’t really suitable for cultivation. To have grown to where he is today, a massive amount of resources have already been spent.”

“The eldest legitimate son?”

Fu Qian frowned.

“Yes, they wouldn’t have invested so much if he weren’t the eldest legitimate son.”

“However, because of his innate deficiencies, he should have reached his limit.”

Normally, such people are prone to psychological abnormalities!

Fu Qian thought, lifting his head to look at Wen Li.

“Use your emotion amplification ability on me.”

“…The effect may not be obvious due to the large difference in our realms.”

Wen Li looked at Fu Qian somewhat hesitantly.

“No problem, you can’t always bully the weak.”

…

Watching Fu Qian, who was lazily leaning back in his chair, Wen Li took a deep breath.

The next moment, Fu Qian felt an invisible surge brush through his heart.

The various emotions inside his heart seemed like seeds encountering a spring breeze, quickly growing and sprouting.

A distinct feeling of displeasure rose from the depths of his soul.

It took Fu Qian a few seconds to figure out where this displeasure was coming from—he was hungry.

So, under Wen Li’s cautious gaze, Fu Qian stood up.

“Are you… okay?”

“I’m fine, where’s the dining room?”

…

Overall, Wen Li’s abilities couldn’t even be counted as a nuisance.

As long as one’s own emotions weren’t particularly intense, any slight stir could be easily suppressed.

The only advantage was that when activated, it was silent and traceless.

After eating, Wen Li had already arranged for someone to clean up the place to stay.

It was evident that Wen Li still held a considerable amount of respect for him, having arranged for him a quite secluded spot.

The scenery was not only beautiful, but it was also not close to where she lived, very well honoring the promise to disturb as little as possible.

Soon night fell, and Fu Qian watched the bamboo forest swaying in the wind outside the window.

After a while, Fu Qian suddenly felt something was off.

He turned to look at the door, it seemed like someone was standing there.

“Please come in.”

Fu Qian called out expressionlessly.

The next moment, the door silently opened.

A woman dressed as a maid stood rigidly outside the door, her mouth mechanically opening and closing.

“Hello, I want to play a game with you.”