Chapter 2846

Facing Ye Zhangqing's gaze, which carried a faint smile, the smile held a hint of teasing.

In an instant, Ajiu felt cold sweat pouring out, his entire back drenched with sweat.

Looking at Ajiu breaking out in cold sweat, Ye Zhangqing didn't care, smiling to himself.

"Looks like you have no other means."

Huh???

Hearing that, Ajiu couldn't help but curse his mother, "I fucking have jack squat for means—this is dead before it even started!"

Just used my means and it was already countered—how am I supposed to play?

Ye Zhangqing was completely immune to Ajiu's means, entirely thanks to the damn system's existence, but this obviously couldn't be told to anyone else.

Seeing Ajiu's wary silence, Ye Zhangqing continued.

"Since you have no means left, let's talk."

"You can produce the Feather God Tribe's divine feather; behind you must be the Feather God Tribe, right? They sent you to spy on the Human Race?"

Indeed, Ye Zhangqing had already guessed seven or eight out of ten; it wasn't difficult, after all Ajiu had come this far, and I ought to cooperate a bit—if I couldn't even figure that out, I'd really deserve to die.

As for that, Ajiu didn't respond, but his silence already explained the problem.

Having gotten an answer, Ye Zhangqing continued to ask.

"What mission did the Feather God Tribe give you?"

Still silent, but Ye Zhangqing didn't mind, smiling as he said.

"Or put another way, would you like to cooperate with me?"

"Cooperate with you?"

This was Ajiu's first response, though he was utterly puzzled, not quite sure what Ye Zhangqing was selling from his gourd.

Seeing Ajiu look over, Ye Zhangqing nodded slowly.

"Yes, cooperate with my Human Race; whatever the Feather God Tribe gives you, my Human Race can also provide."

His gaze locked onto Ye Zhangqing's eyes, confirming he wasn't joking, then Ajiu let out a cold laugh.

"Human Race? Hah, the things my Supreme God gave—your Human Race can't provide."

After the earlier panic, Ajiu gradually regained his composure.

Although things currently look screwed up, this guy before me is full of oddities; even the Shadow Demon Tribe's innate divine abilities have no effect on him whatsoever.

But even so, Ajiu still had a last resort; the mission was surely a failure, yet he could still make a clean getaway.

Since his life was safe, his courage naturally grew.

So, facing Ye Zhangqing's words, Ajiu replied with a sneer.

Ye Zhangqing wasn't annoyed either, still smiling as he asked.

"Then what does the Feather God Tribe give you?"

"Blessings; the Supreme God gave us blessings."

Huh???

"Do the blessings increase your strength?"

"No, they bless us with safety."

"Safety? Can they let you live forever, free of illness and disaster?"

"No, it's honor."

Huh???

Seeing Ajiu's devout expression, Ye Zhangqing couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

At first I actually thought the Feather God Tribe's blessings had some special ability, after all these innate races each enjoy heaven's favor, and having some outrageous methods is normal.

But as I questioned, Ye Zhangqing finally determined that the Feather God Tribe's blessings had absolutely no special effect at all—just like those mortal tricks of feigning divinity.

Finally, Ajiu's single word "honor" made Ye Zhangqing's face darken—this is nothing but an IOU, right?

Actually there are no benefits whatsoever; it's just tricking you into giving your life, but looking at Ajiu's expression—well, another successfully brainwashed person.

These innate races' methods of controlling subordinate tribes are indeed formidable; the Barbarian God Tribe seems the same.

Upon learning the Feather God Tribe was just painting big pies with empty words, Ye Zhangqing also couldn't be bothered with small talk and went straight to the point.

"After all that, it's basically nothing at all—what are you risking your life for?"

"Who says there's nothing? We have honor; in the next life we can still be reborn as Feather God Tribe."

"Then have you ever seen anyone reincarnate as a Feather God Tribe?"

"No."

"Well then, that settles it—no more nonsense, let's be frank: come to my Human Race, I can give you immortal crystals, treasures, cultivation resources, my Human Race's elixirs and magical artifacts."

"How could I……………………"

Hearing that, Ajiu didn't even think, directly intending to refuse.

"Come on, he's the Ninth Prince of the Shadow Demon Tribe—how could he betray the Supreme God, thinking a few treasures could bribe him?"

But before he could finish speaking, Ye Zhangqing took out a prepared ten-dish one-soup from his Space Ring and placed it on the table.

As soon as the food appeared, a rich aroma immediately spread, leaving Ajiu dazed by the scent.

"What a feast—far more lavish than the table I had at the Eight Immortals Pavilion."

His eyes involuntarily locked on, staring straight at the dishes on the table, his throat constantly swallowing, he was famished.

Seeing Ajiu's expression, Ye Zhangqing said with a smile.

"There's more like this—three meals a day, guaranteed to be made by me personally; if you nod, you'll get to eat them from now on—how about it?"

Upon hearing that, Ajiu stared fixedly at the food on the table; after a moment he lifted his head, swallowing saliva while asking suspiciously.

"Really?"

Really.

This... but the Lord God treats me not badly, even divine feathers were given to me.

You didn't take it all to buy food? Where would there be any divine feathers?

I... but I am honored.

Can honor be eaten as food?

Ye Zhangqing rolled his eyes at him.

While Ye Zhangqing and Ajiu were discussing matters here, Zhao Tianqing also personally inspected the condition of that heavenly official.

But even when he personally took action, he could see no problem at all.

Only when asked about a specific issue does that heavenly official become abnormal; otherwise he is the same as before.

It seems a certain segment of perception has been altered, which is completely different from modifying memory.

Zhao Tianqing frowned; he had never seen such a method before. Hearing that, the other heavenly official beside him also spoke solemnly.

What should we do? Is there any way to restore it?

Hearing that, Zhao Tianqing's face darkened, and he spoke irritably.

Is there even a need to restore it? Only that point is problematic; everything else is normal. As long as we avoid that point, everything else is fine.

Hearing that, the heavenly official himself spoke up.

I said I'm fine, Palace Master, but you still don't believe me.

Shut up.

Upon saying that, Zhao Tianqing's face grew even uglier. You damn it, the fact that you have no problem is the biggest problem.

You don't even know you've been hit, and even when it's clearly told you that you've been hit, you damn it still don't believe it.

This is the method of some extraterrestrial race from Beyond the Heavens; Zhao Tianqing has spent most of his life in Beyond the Heavens and yet doesn't know it.

It seems the Human Race's understanding of Beyond the Heavens remains quite limited.

For now there's nothing to be done, and since other aspects aren't affected, that heavenly official can only stay as is for the time being.