Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 468: Chapter 468 Wasteland Section (30)_1 Chapter 468: Chapter 468 Wasteland Section (30)_1 Angui had a very clear purpose for his visit this time, which was to aim for murder.

It seemed that he had thoroughly assessed Fu Qian’s strength and was even cautious enough to trap him before making an appearance.

Perhaps it was this confidence that everything was under control that allowed him to speak so freely in response to Fu Qian’s questions.

Of course, this person did not come up short; from Fu Qian’s responses, some speculations about Ji Yicheng’s behavior were also vaguely confirmed.

The plan that followed was meant to let Fu Qian truly experience despair, take the opportunity to confirm further details of the intelligence, and then cleanly resolve the matter.

Perfect!

Unfortunately, the strike that blotted out the sky caused everything to veer off the rails.

Angui had never expected to be directly facing a Demigod at this moment.

Amidst the thunderous noise, the thousands of tentacles that exploded from Fu Qian’s body crushed everything around them in an instant.

But in the next moment, a strange thing occurred; under the onslaught of the tentacles, the flying wood shavings and stone fragments did not turn into ruins, but instead rolled and reconstituted themselves, struggling to maintain the original look of the house.

Of course, due to their mixed nature, they did not perfectly recreate their original appearance.

At a glance, one could see glass and wood embedded in the walls, cabinets made of sandstone, and even blankets made of paper.

This room seemed to have become a living whole, instantly healing on the spot after being smashed to a pulp.

In the blink of an eye, everything in the room even began to concentrate towards Fu Qian’s location, like teeth ready to chew food.

By this time, Angui’s figure had long disappeared, and even with Fu Qian’s perception, it was difficult to detect his presence.

Or rather, he was everywhere; everything around was his flesh and blood.

Truly an unconventional method, one that would not be easy for the average person to counter.

Witnessing this scene, Fu Qian couldn’t help but click his tongue in admiration for a while.

Unfortunately, that was only the first wave of attack.

I mentioned before that solving problems, especially through brute force, has always been our forte.

[SAN Points decrease by 1]

The next moment, the tentacles did not retract but surged out again like a tide.

The reconstituted cabin barely lasted half a second before it was shattered again by the tide-like tentacles.

The force this time was even greater; there were almost no fragments larger than the size of a fingernail left in the entire house.

Another round?

In anticipation of Fu Qian, the myriad pieces finally gave in to crushing despair and scattered, falling to the ground without reconstituting.

His rental deposit had no chance of being returned.

“Even Kelson couldn’t cause this level of destruction!”

Within the debris-strewn ground, a human silhouette slowly emerged and then transformed into Angui’s figure.

“Who exactly are you?”

At this moment, his tone was heavier than ever before.

“That question is neither clever nor necessary!”

The tentacles slowly retracted, and Fu Qian shook his head with a smile, holding the mask he had picked up.

“I think you might have other concerns that should be more pressing, like what exactly did that Ji brother do in the underground relics?”

…

Fu Qian’s words left Angui silent for several seconds.

After the scene just now, Fu Qian had exhibited an indescribable oppressive force.

Although I still had some cards up my sleeve, judging by his performance, even if I were to transform into my Mythical Form, I most likely wouldn’t be able to hold him back.

“What exactly did Ji Yicheng do down there?”

A moment later, he finally nodded.

“Good question!”

Fu Qian immediately praised.

“As far as I know, he did many things, far more than you all had planned.”

“This was part of your plan, right? To deliberately let the Siren Group discover this relic, guide them to explore it, and then look for opportunities to cause trouble?”

“…Yes.”

Angui readily admitted it.

“Indeed, we discovered the underground relic a step earlier.”

“Then you thought there was considerable danger inside, which gave rise to the idea of setting a trap?”

“Yes.”

Angui nodded.

“Who first discovered the underground relic?”

“The first to discover it was——”

Angui was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly realized something.

“Ji Yicheng, right?”

Fu Qian’s laughter was meaningful.

“…Yes.”

“It’s about what I expected. Since you’re being so sincere, I’ll also share something I’ve seen with my own eyes.”

“First off, your plan went smoothly, and Siren’s people did encounter trouble—even Kelson and Sybil almost killed each other by accident.”

“Is that true?”

Angui’s tone actually sounded a bit surprised.

It seemed Ji Yicheng had indeed shared some stories with him, but the idea of Demigods fighting each other was too fantastical, and he probably didn’t quite believe it.

“Then Ji Yicheng activated the mechanism in the relic, putting an end to the crisis and saving Sybil.”

…

This impactful piece of information once again rendered Angui silent.

“Twice.”

Fu Qian added another sentence.

…

“Is everything you’re saying true?”

The composure on Angui’s face finally faltered.

“Firstly, your question is meaningless. Could it be that I would answer you with a lie?”

“Secondly, given the current situation, does it matter whether it’s true or false?”

Fu Qian winked at him.

…

Angui didn’t speak, his cold gaze fixed on Fu Qian.

Unexpectedly, the latter didn’t explain further and even began fiddling with the mask in his hand.

“Just now you said this mask is of inestimable value, but what you don’t know is, it has a flaw.”

“What flaw?”

Angui frowned, finding it hard to keep up with the sudden change of topic.

“The flaw is that there’s only this slender slit for the eyes, which greatly hinders one’s vision.”

Fu Qian gestured over the mask.

Nonsense! Would a Demigod really be hindered by such a thing?

Angui’s first impulse was to curse, but then he suddenly looked up, catching onto Fu Qian’s implication.

“On your way here, you didn’t see anyone, did you?”

Seeing that he caught on, Fu Qian looked very satisfied and put the mask on his face.

“My vision isn’t good with this on. I also haven’t seen you today.”

…

Hu!

After a long silence, Angui took a deep breath.

“Transcendent items indeed often come with some drawbacks alongside their miraculous effects; it’s hard to avoid.”

Seemingly influenced by Fu Qian, his words also took on a strange tone.

“I have to admit, you really have opened my eyes. That move just now, even a Demigod Level Ashfall would likely be unable to withstand.”

“I’m quite busy today, so I’ll be taking my leave, Yicheng is still waiting for my news.”

“He’s a very ambitious young man. Despite his injuries, he refused to rest and volunteered to go to Siren to monitor their activities.”

“I warned him it was too dangerous, but he wouldn’t listen to me.”

“So… until next time.”

“Okay, okay, until next time!”

Fu Qian listened attentively to every single word of his, replying with a smile.