Facing an Ancient God for a Year
Chapter 1196 - 1194: Stick Insects of the Night Holy City (Part 2)

Chapter 1196: Chapter 1194: Stick Insects of the Night Holy City (Part 2)

Is this what they call everything being the best arrangement?

Following behind Yuan Shan, the new prompt that rang in Fu Qian’s ears only made him more satisfied.

The conditions for containment appeared directly, and indeed, they were related to Midas.

For himself, it felt increasingly like playing on home turf.

Although the situation was still distressingly difficult.

After all, up next, it’s very likely that he would have to face the performer in some way; he wondered if those hundred-plus SAN Points would be enough.

Fu Qian looked up at the night sky lit up in a kaleidoscope of colors by the lights, as if he saw eyes behind layers of time and space.

He was extremely confident that the activity from the mission would definitely be captured by the Prism of Radiant Transformation.

And this was part of the plan all along.

As for the conspiracy theory that Midas was also a trap left for him by the Prism of Radiant Transformation, luring him to choose this final strategy, Fu Qian was never worried.

The reason he used this method, to tilt the odds in his favor, was predicated on the ace of Transcendence.

If the Prism of Radiant Transformation was so powerful that it knew even his Skill, then the situation was merely worse than the worst-case scenario, of hiding somewhere to bet on odds and evens, with an additional obstacle from a higher being.

And if it couldn’t know about Transcendence, then for It, this trap couldn’t attract him at all.

After all, after so many interactions, It should realize that he isn’t so naive as to think a few SAN Points are just opportunities for trial and error.

In summary, the great show has begun.

...

"When I have time, I’ll take you to my place. It’s a really nice spot," said Chief Yuan in an even more relaxed tone under the night sky, repeating something she had said before.

"Okay."

"But it’s still early now, let’s do the official business first."

"No problem, are we not going to headquarters?"

Fu Qian once again cooperatively raised the question.

"No, the teacher has been retired for many years."

Pleased with his observational skills, Yuan Shan giggled.

"Guess where we are going to find him?"

"The church?"

This time Fu Qian chose a different answer.

"...Why do you say that?"

Clearly, this answer somewhat shocked Yuan Shan.

"I’ve always heard about the devout faith atmosphere in Night Holy City. Ming Su, the retired Night Watchman, staying in this city of gold and glitter, the only place I think worthy of him is the church," said Fu Qian with a look of reverence.

"He wouldn’t be interested in places like gambling dens, would he?"

"...Are you serious?"

This excessive praise rendered Chief Yuan silent for a while, hesitating to speak several times before finally asking in a low voice.

"Of course."

Fu Qian blinked, a picture of innocence.

"Is there a problem?"

"You’ll see for yourself when you meet him..."

Looking lost for words, Yuan Shan managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"But we’ll listen to you and first check out the church."

"Alright."

Seeing Yuan Shan hail a taxi by the roadside, Fu Qian readily agreed.

"Oh, right."

But the next moment, as if suddenly remembering something, he gestured at the bunch of random objects in his hand.

"This looks a bit ungainly, doesn’t it?"

Since when did you care so much about others’ feelings?

Yuan Shan frowned slightly, complaining inwardly.

"Are you okay? Just a little bit..."

"Hmm..."

Fu Qian looked at the object in his hands, hesitated for a second as if pondering how to deal with it.

But in the next moment, Chief Yuan’s eyes widened in horror as he saw Fu Qian raise the giant egg in his hand and pour the metallic colored liquid inside directly into his mouth.

"What are you doing?"

This scene undoubtedly stunned Yuan Shan.

She had felt since a while ago that this egg was extraordinary and its properties were bizarre.

In Yuan Shan’s estimation, he might have taken out his most treasured possessions in preparation for a possible conflict.

Having such a collection wasn’t too strange.

However, he had just arrived at the place and was already eating it like popcorn?

Although the specific effects of this thing were not clear, wasn’t this a bit too decisive?

Regrettably, the latter seemed to be completely unaware of her reaction. It wasn’t until the eggshell was completely emptied that he finally stopped his actions and asked with a beaming smile.

"Does this make it a little better?"

"What’s better..."

Yuan Shan didn’t hide the impact she felt.

"Didn’t you just say it was a bit unsightly? Now that I’ve eaten an egg, it should look a bit better, right?"

You really did eat an egg...

With such a bizarre conversation, even the mentally resilient Chief Yuan was momentarily at a loss for words and subconsciously reached out to touch the eggshell.

Unfortunately, before she could touch it, it began to collapse as if losing support.

In the blink of an eye, the crack rapidly widened, and ultimately, it flowed from Fu Qian’s hands, dissipating into dust.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, I have received your last ripple..."

And faced with this scene, Fu Qian seemed deeply moved, his expression instantly serious.

What have you received... Do you just eat whatever like this?

Yuan Shan obviously couldn’t figure out the true meaning behind Fu Qian’s actions.

Or to say, no one could expect that someone with a nerve disorder would rise to power on the spot in such a posture.

In Yuan Shan’s view, the likelihood of this person taking some stimulant before battle seemed much higher.

After all, it was evident that after swallowing that thing, he was rapidly undergoing some kind of change.

The skin became pale and dull, filled with a sense of ancient mystery.

His eyes grew even more profound, as if invisible ripples were surging within them.

Even his breath seemed to strengthen a bit, it all looked like a short-term power-boosting item.

Of course, this was Yuan Shan’s observation perspective, and it was misled.

As the person involved, Fu Qian’s feelings were undoubtedly more clear.

The most direct change was that his injuries were healed.

All injuries, even those from the Dimensional Poison that had only recovered at a noticeable pace with the help of Red Moon, were instantly healed.

And along with his body, they transformed towards a special form of existence.

All parts remained incredibly flexible, yet they felt as if they were transcending the realm of flesh and blood.

The sensation experienced in Blood Lake, that Eternity beyond time, was now permeating every cell of his body.

That thing seemed to have indeed fused deeply with him and reached a considerably stable state.

Is this a Pseudo-God? In some ways, it really does seem like it.

"Shall we depart now?"

At this moment, not yet knowing what had happened, Chief Yuan finally took a deep breath, readying her mindset.

"We can—oh, wait a moment."

Just as Fu Qian was about to leave, he seemed to remember something.

The next moment, under Yuan Shan’s gaze, he suddenly produced a crystal-clear bell in his hand.

Dang!

Without any hesitation, Fu Qian rang the Eternal Clarity Mind.