Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 48: Chapter 47 Dark Night Liushuang_1

“Are you… alright?”

As Fu Qian struggled to climb ashore, Ji Liushuang asked with trembling caution.

Fu Qian understood this very well, anyone’s reaction would be far from calm upon seeing a fellow swollen to several times their size and covered in mouths.

“Great!”

His relaxed tone provoked a barrage of curses.

“Making empty boasts, your death is near, you’ll be utterly destroyed haha…”

“Idiot, you’re squandering our last chance.”

“Young man, don’t be rash…”

“Who are they?”

Ji Liushuang instinctively stepped back, recognizing Feng Yunhong’s voice among the others.

“You can collectively call them seniors, though it’s hard to say if they are esteemed.

The cursing suddenly doubled.

“Can you… save them?”

Seemingly gaining some understanding of Fu Qian’s situation, Ji Liushuang took another step back, then remembered the few people still trapped in the blood pool.

Of the Arrogant Five, Huang Zhaoyan had vanished without a trace, and Yuan Xin’s face was only half-visible as he was on the verge of suffocating.

“I can’t.”

Fu Qian refused outright, darkening the expressions of the three still standing, with Yuan Xin struggling in desperation.

“Are you coming with me?”

“You’re taking me out?”

Ji Liushuang’s dim eyes lit up instantly.

“No.”

Fu Qian shook his head.

“Giving you the chance to watch me leave.”

…

The scenery shifted, and soon the edge of the ruins was clearly in sight.

Ji Liushuang didn’t know what she felt.

After Fu Qian said that, she didn’t even feel angry and actually followed him all the way out.

Perhaps after being in a dire situation for too long, even if it wasn’t herself, she wanted to witness something escaping from it.

She gave herself a reason.

The two of them, one in front of the other, continued on the same path they came in on, even encountering the Palm Monster that Li Weixuan had wounded and a few lush clumps of hair.

But their reactions were odd, even though they saw the two humans, they just looked from a distance, not daring to approach.

It felt like going to court!

Fu Qian admired internally, knowing that these things were probably not just afraid of him.

More likely, as beings completely assimilated by the Furnace, they didn’t want to touch something that the Furnace itself had rejected.

The barrier was now close at hand.

The closer he got, the more Fu Qian felt the forces violently struggling inside him.

Reversing blood flow was now the least of his concerns; his muscles and bones creaked, chaotic powers almost made walking a problem, and the howling in his head grew louder and louder.

“Stop, you’re truly insane…”

“Young man, don’t be too arrogant…”

“Brother, you’re still young, don’t go down the path of self-destruction…”

…

Fu Qian made no reply, his face unchanged as he controlled his body, taking firm steps to the edge of the barrier and extending his right hand.

Like touching a layer of thick jelly, the previously impenetrable invisible barrier was easily penetrated.

It really works!

Fu Qian blinked, turned back, and looked at Ji Liushuang.

The latter was staring intently at his hand that had extended outside, her gaze complex.

“Any last words?”

Last words?

Upon hearing this, Ji Liushuang first froze, then lowered her head.

“Doesn’t seem to matter anymore, does it?”

“If it really is as you say, even if I tell you some last words now, once I leave, all information related to me will be erased.”

“You’re not dumb! Theoretically, that’s true, so the pressure is on you now.”

Fu Qian looked at her.

“If you don’t want to waste this opportunity, you’ll need to think of some last words that I won’t forget.”

Last words that won’t be forgotten…

Ji Liushuang was stunned for a moment before her eyes suddenly lit up.

“Do you know about Silver Mist Manor?”

“I do.”

Fu Qian nodded and frowned at the same time.

Although it was unbelievable, he just knew.

As soon as Ji Liushuang mentioned this place, an image of a majestic building bathed in sunlight naturally emerged in Fu Qian’s mind.

He was certain that this was the place she was talking about.

But the problem is, I’ve never been there, not to mention I’m not even from this world.

Fu Qian thought for a moment and guessed a possibility.

That is, his thoughts had already been contaminated by the consciousness of other Transcendents; these were their memories.

In fact, from a while ago, his head had been filled with a variety of chaotic images, a collection of everything.

Now it seems that his current form brings more than just physical instability!

Not good, Fu Qian suddenly had an ominous premonition.

“At the far eastern side of Silver Mist Manor, there’s a cedar forest.”

Seeing that Fu Qian actually knew about it, Ji Liushuang was elated and quickly continued.

“Beneath the cedars grows a kind of flower that only blooms at night. Under the moonlight, they’re as white as frost and form a beautiful expanse. When you have time, you can go have a look.”

“There’s a woman named Ji Xue who likes to take walks there at night. If you see her, you can say hello.”

“Understood, I will take a look if I have the chance.”

Looking at Ji Liushuang’s earnest face, Fu Qian didn’t ask what relation this Ji Xue had with her but nodded in agreement.

The next moment, his body leaned entirely against the barrier and squeezed out amidst numerous wails and curses.

[Soul state incomplete, containment failed]

Almost the instant he regained his freedom, Fu Qian heard a prompt by his ear.

As expected, it wasn’t going to work!

Although he had a faint feeling of something being amiss upon discovering the memory disorder, it was still a sigh-inducing reality when faced head-on.

This clearly meant that his own approach of forcing a qualitative change through quantitative integration had allowed his physical body to come out but damaged his soul in the process, thus not considered a “complete” escape.

This mission must have some sort of compulsion.

Intense pain coursed through him, and Fu Qian looked down at himself.

Clusters of blood burst open all over his body, and his surface was packed with agonized faces as his body rapidly disintegrated.

Amid the wails, the scene before his eyes quickly shattered.

Back in the familiar warehouse, Fu Qian didn’t rush to curse but closed his eyes, straining to remember Ji Liushuang’s appearance.

In just a few seconds, it had already become completely blurry.

At least this further proved his guess was correct.

[Mission Failed]

[Evaluation: Merciless Blood Wrist]

[Kills: Zhao Ran]

[Special Kills: Feng Yunhong, Li Weixuan, Chi Hesheng, Luo Binhai, Shui Jing, Grimwood, Belozov…]

[Special Kills Reward: Clear Dream Ring]

[Special Kills Reward: Feast]

[Current SAN Points: 55]

[Would you like to play the event recap?]

After going through the string of summary information, Fu Qian was stunned for quite a while before he remembered who Zhao Ran was—the unlucky Assassin Brother!

As for that list of special kills, Fu Qian made a point of counting them and found there were no fewer than twenty-seven people.

No need to say, this group was the Transcendents who had been “consumed” by Feng Yunhong over the years, the ones who had been berating him madly just now.

Feng Yunhong, this guy, only fought until the enemies were critically low without taking their heads, and ended up sending me two and a half godsends!