Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1149: Chapter 1147: Beauty Frog

It’s rather challenging to the imagination!

Honestly, Fu Qian had seen plenty of frogspawn, but the tail just now was excessively splendid, so much so that for a moment he didn’t connect it with the humble style of a frog.

By contrast, it resembled more the fairy-tale foam produced by transformed mermaids.

And this striking contrast made the scene before him even more impactful.

“Hehe… a bit startled?”

At this moment, that huge face actually revealed a smile, as Vivian’s large eyes swept up and down over Fu Qian, finally resting on his severed arm.

“Sorry I went a little overboard just now. Still, the feeling is indeed unmistakable: to be so young and yet bear a divine body, truly enviable!”

“It’s okay, I’m used to it by now. And looks are the most trivial thing; you don’t look too bad yourself.”

Fu Qian showed off the flesh sprouting at the site of his amputation, signaling that there was no need to worry, while he calmly returned the compliment.

“On the way here, I met a fellow with a dozen or so mouths, now that really made one frown.”

“Are you talking about Sa Long?”

Vivian made a sound of realization.

“His appearance is indeed not too pleasing, especially the way he feeds.”

He even has a name?

The creatures here really don’t seem to be that numerous.

“So, did you kill him?”

As Fu Qian expressed his admiration, he heard the other party continue to ask.

“Can’t you see?”

Fu Qian was somewhat puzzled.

“I thought I didn’t need to boast about myself.”

“Because of my special connection to this sea, I can indeed sense some things, but the details are not so clear.”

Vivian’s tone even sounded somewhat self-deprecating.

“I only knew that its presence had vanished and even wondered how it happened.”

“Now that I see you, it all seems much more reasonable.”

“Good eyesight.”

Fu Qian gave a word of praise.

“They say appearance comes from the heart; looking at it like that gave me a pitiable feeling, so I helped it to open up its mind a bit.”

Hehe…

This response left Vivian in a brief stupor, followed by a hearty laugh.

“It’s really nice to be able to chat with someone like this! You know, even those mermaids, after attaining the transformation they desired, never cared to have a chat with me.”

“Problems in communication are often the responsibility of both parties, have you considered that maybe you were presenting them with your rear end?”

While the other party lamented their lonely life, Fu Qian seemed in no rush, earnestly offering advice.

“…Mind your language.”

Fu Qian’s words seemed to have struck a nerve, as Vivian seemed a bit displeased, her expression growing somber.

The change in expression was quite natural, but appearing on a face of such size, the pressure felt almost maxed out.

“I can see why you’re used to being dismembered and maimed.”

This threat-laden statement coupled with the Divine Envoy’s majesty made the atmosphere instantly tense.

Unfortunately to the disappointment of some, Fu Qian didn’t seem to care much about her and was instead intently inspecting his own injured arm.

In the blink of an eye, bone and muscle had already regenerated, but a deep incision emerged just as naturally with it.

Dimensional Poison is no joke; at this rate, it might take a week or two to fully heal.

Fu Qian shook his head and sighed, completely unconcerned by the test cut inflicted and exposed before a formidable enemy.

“…Do you think they would still accept the blessing if I faced them?”

Seemingly prompted by Fu Qian’s actions to reflect on her previous behavior, Vivian’s pressure receded somewhat.

“That might be true.”

To her statement, Fu Qian somewhat agreed.

“But speaking of which, there’s an obvious question: if the Fishmen are all the result of your transformations of the Mermaids, yet cannot leave this place, then how is it that the Fishmen outside the Sea of Ashes exist?”

“Believe me, I want to know why more than you do.”

Vivian sounded even somewhat agitated.

“I know that Fishmen occasionally disappear, and some indeed probably escape, but I have no understanding of how that’s done.”

“I can’t read their consciousness, otherwise I would have left this place long ago, instead of gradually warping into this form.”

“So, it sounds like if I want to escape, I should find a Fishman and ask for advice?”

Fu Qian pondered seriously after listening.

“If you can manage that, their resistance to distortion is weaker, they may not enjoy conversation as much.”

“I’ve learned as much.”

Fu Qian recalled the undulating brain within the Fishman’s skull.

“So, what exactly are you?”

As the other’s emotions became more engaged, he finally asked that classic philosophical question.

“What am I… haha, that’s a good question.”

The giant face visibly dimmed.

“By your standards, I suppose I should be considered a naturally born mythological creature, or perhaps the Mermaid Princess?”

Huh?

Fu Qian took another look at her form.

Having heard so many Frog Prince stories, so was this meeting a gender-swapped version?

“I know it’s hard to believe, as I’m now nearly a mass of walking filth.”

The other party was obviously aware of their own horrifying stature.

“But originally, I indeed looked like the Fishmen outside; you should be able to tell they have the same face as I do.”

“Indeed.”

This was something Fu Qian couldn’t deny; he’d even expressed doubts about the appearance of the Fishmen early on.

“Anyway, I was born from the sea, not only was I different in appearance from my siblings, but I also naturally possessed various powerful abilities.”

“I never condescended to associate with them and firmly believed I would evolve into a divine being. Even one day, I truly received such enlightenment… emanating from the Sea of Ashes.”

“Sounds a bit like the things you’re doing, huh?”

Fu Qian timely commented.

“You could say that, and similarly, I also heeded that call.”

Vivian solemnly reminisced about the past.

“The Sea of Ashes is filled with danger; I’ve always known that, but unlike you, I can also sense more within it, like the ephemeral flash of sublime ancient power.”

“Miracles.”

Fu Qian nodded.

“Right… what you call miracles.”

“In conclusion, I found the source of the call and, following the guidance of the enlightenment, entered here and completed the ritual.”

“Forgive me for saying this, but the ritual seems quite successful.”

Seeing Vivian become more emotive as she spoke, Fu Qian consoled her professionally.

“You feel like a solid Second Phase.”

“…You’re right, I did succeed, I transcended into a higher existence.”

“But along with that ritual came a curse that I cannot comprehend, warping me constantly and eventually causing me endless suffering until I became this.”

Why does this remind me of Old Master Yasui on the Half-step Moon?

Fu Qian looked at Princess Vivian.

“So, you should know the way out, right?”