Chapter 463

the matter concerned themselves, concerned the development and future of the kingdom.

They had to be cautious.

Once cautious, once under pressure, making a decision became difficult.

And, it was even possible that they couldn't make the correct judgment due to excessive pressure.

These were all very normal things.

No one could be an exception.

After all, "when it doesn't concern oneself, one stays aloof" and "when it concerns oneself" are two completely different situations.

"Dean?!"

The decision made by the Dean of Mobius Academy surprised them all very much.

The logic, they were all smart people, and they could always figure it out if they thought about it more.

But understanding the logic is one thing, and how to act on it is not necessarily according to that logic.

That the Dean could temporarily give up on letting Beigong Shang participate in these few major events for the sake of his development

shows that this Dean was very far-sighted.

Secondly, he also valued this student of his very much.

He wasn't just using him for the benefit of the empire.

The Dean of Mobius Academy had spoken, so what else could they disagree with?

Moreover, this was for Beigong Shang's own good.

After the decision was made, the atmosphere in the team was suddenly not so tense and heavy.

Beigong Yun also whispered a thank you to Qin Feng.

After all, it was his younger brother, and it was beneficial to Beigong Shang's development.

He naturally knew Qin Feng's good intentions.

"It seems you have already made a decision."

The Flame King, who had been silently watching the show on the side, knew immediately when they made the decision.

After all, all the conversations they had through the Soul Chain couldn't be hidden from the Flame King.

Although they didn't know the principle, they were already used to it.

"Yes. Thank you for your help earlier."

"However, regarding my situation, I know nothing at all right now."

"Regarding how to return to my body, may I ask you to help me."

After all, Beigong Shang was in a strange place hundreds of thousands of years ago, and his strength was weak.

To return to his body, he could only ask others for help.

And the only one he could ask for help was the Flame King.

It wasn't that Beigong Shang could only ask the Flame King for help because he only knew the Flame King hundreds of thousands of years ago.

But someone like the Flame King, who was meddlesome, had a good personality, and whose strength stood at the peak of the entire region,

was truly too rare.

Finding such a person, one must definitely milk them for all they're worth.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I won't just walk away like that."

"If I weren't interested in you, I wouldn't have sought you out."

"One must see things through to the end."

Seeing Beigong Shang's anxiety, the Flame King immediately gave a clear answer.

Through such a long interaction and behavior,

as long as the Flame King wasn't an Oscar-winning actor, it could basically be judged that his personality was that of a somewhat free-spirited, enthusiastic citizen.

"Generally speaking, only cultivators with powerful mental strength can achieve soul departure without dissipation. I can too."

"But your situation is clearly not very normal."

"In this regard, I am not an expert."

"However, I know a weirdo; he should be able to help you."

"How about it, do you want to come with me to find him?"

Being idle is being idle; now that the war has subsided, the Flame King was only obsessively tormenting that unlucky phoenix because he was too idle.

Now, Beigong Shang's appearance wasn't troubling him, but was exactly what he wanted.

Poor Beigong Shang was completely unaware, thinking the Flame King was so enthusiastic and kind.

Of course, although he was a bit eccentric and loved to stir up trouble, the Flame King himself was relatively kind.

Otherwise, Beigong Shang would definitely not be like this now.

He would probably have long since become an object for others to study.

After all, not every powerhouse would not covet other people's things.

Because he didn't know the specific condition of Beigong Shang's body, he didn't dare to put it into a storage bag.

Therefore, the Flame King carried Beigong Shang's body with one hand and dragged Beigong Shang's soul with the other.

He soared into the air, with his residence as the destination.

It wasn't that the weirdo lived in the Flame King's home.

But because the distance was too far, the choice of flying over was a troublesome matter even for the Flame King.

Therefore, he needed a mount.

Although in the Mobius Kingdom, monsters could not be tamed into mounts,

it was partly because the people of the Mobius Kingdom were indeed not strong enough.

Secondly, it was also because they had lost the method of taming mounts.

But in this era, everything was at its best; it was the golden age of the Eastern Continent.

The mount chosen by the Flame King was a huge flying bird.

This was one of his many mounts, but also the only flying mount.

The speed of this flying mount was very fast, only a little slower than the Flame King's flight speed.

But even so, it took them an entire day and night to reach their destination.

This weirdo didn't live in any large city, nor did he live in a village or town.

Instead, he lived in a desolate wilderness.

This place was filled with thick fog and had strong toxicity.

Ordinary people had no way to cross the fog at all.

Even if one could cross the fog, the landscape in these mountains was very complex.

It was also very difficult to find this weirdo's residence in the vast mountain Spell Range.

"Why are you here again, you're so annoying. Nothing good ever happens whenever you come, get lost, get lost!"

Hidden in such a place, the Flame King could still find this weirdo without any obstruction.

And looking at his familiar manner, it was clear he had been here many times.

In this situation, most people would think that the relationship between the two was relatively good.

They should be quite familiar.

Yet unexpectedly, when this weirdo saw the Flame King, he had such an impatient reaction, wanting to drive him away.

And this person called a weirdo was not the old man with a long beard and eccentric temper they had initially imagined.

Instead, he was a handsome young man.

His age was about the same as the Flame King, looking at most twenty or thirty years old.

Of course, the young people here only looked like young people.

But what their actual age was, no one could say.

After all, this was a fantasy world, and people's average lifespan was much longer.

According to what Qin Feng knew now, a cultivator at the peak of Dao Verification alone had a lifespan of 200 years.

If it was a cultivator of the Flame King's level, how high their lifespan was, it was really hard to say.

And their prime of life might last for several hundred years.