Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 768: Chapter 766: Curse of the Shattered (25)_1 Chapter 768: Chapter 766: Curse of the Shattered (25)_1 What’s called “hearing all sides to discern the truth!”

Since just now, Fu Qian had been pondering a question.

If the Sword Dao of the Kamakura Family was indeed a ritual in itself, there was an inescapable issue—namely, Kamakura Shinji, who was the first to fall.

Considering his life was at stake, the likelihood of him lying was slim, which meant that prior to his collapse, he probably hadn’t been secretly overworking himself in sword practice.

Yet, despite this, a problem still arose—an obvious exception to the theory.

Therefore, the ritual explanation remained unconfirmed.

At this moment, Ah Kai’s words served as a reminder to Fu Qian.

If he remembered correctly, when asked about what he did before the incident occurred, Kamakura Shinji replied that he had been calming his mind.

Given that the Sword Dao of the Kamakura Family wasn’t very orthodox, could his way of calming his mind be similar to Ah Kai’s silent recitation?

“Head of the Kamakura Family.”

The path around him grew increasingly familiar, and as the exit neared and a breath of relief was almost breathed by Kamakura Si, Fu Qian suddenly turned his head towards him with a smile.

“I have a professional question.”

“…Please, go ahead.”

Facing this mysterious and inscrutable demigod, Kamakura Si almost instantly reacted with stress, his expression involuntarily stiffening.

“As Sword Dao cultivators, spiritual refinement is indispensable; more so, we must adjust our body and mind before making a move. It seems the Kamakura Family also values this highly. Do you perhaps have any special insights?”

…

“Nothing more than steadying the heart and clearing the mind of distractions,”

Kamakura Si hesitated momentarily before responding, clearly not understanding why he was being asked this all of a sudden.

“Of course, due to the unique nature of our Sword Dao, we also use a distinct meditation method, which allows us to sink into stillness like a Tomb Guardian.”

Meditation, Tomb Guardian, that could be something.

“This method, it wouldn’t happen to be silently reciting the Nameless God for a quarter of an hour, would it?”

“Mr. Yun, are you still insisting on your meaningless conjecture?”

Kamakura Si chuckled.

“It might be, or it might not be, sorry but I cannot tell you.”

It wasn’t meaningless now.

Fu Qian reflected inwardly, eyeing the nearby exit, and stepped out.

It was evident that the Kamakura Family was deeply concerned about this operation. As before, many had gathered outside the exit, including Kamakura Guizhi, who was quite badly injured.

At that moment, seeing everyone emerge, his face lit up with excitement.

However, this man’s observational skills were still sharp. With just one glance at Ni Huayuan, he realized that the pursuit had not gone well.

“Your hand… ”

After softly inquiring about Kamakura Si’s injury, Kamakura Guizhi refrained from asking more questions.

And regarding how the injury occurred, Kamakura Si naturally dared not attribute it to Fu Qian, instead vaguely glossing over it.

…

It seemed they were just one step away.

Fu Qian followed the crowed, heading towards the residence at the foot of the mountain.

The posture of Kamakura Si just now had been quite telling; it seemed highly probable that their method of calming the mind was in the same vein as Ah Kai and the others’ silent chanting.

As for not knowing the Deity’s name, Fu Qian had already realized that it didn’t have to be so narrow-minded; why couldn’t “Nameless God” be an appellation?

Not very knowledgeable about rituals of the Mythic Era, but from what Fu Qian understood, it was unlikely that one would directly call a deity by their given name during sacrificial prayers; titles were more likely used, otherwise, it would be too disrespectful.

The “Nameless God” might be an actual official title.

From this perspective, calming the mind followed by Sword Dao resembling a Spirit Dance indeed formed a complete prayer ritual.

What he needed to do next was to figure out exactly where the problem in the ritual lay.

In fact, Fu Qian had his suspicions.

If the calls, process, and movements were all correct, and even if the state of the Deity was presumed unchanged,

then it seemed the only variable left was—the person making the entreaty.

In the past, the Kamakura Family acted as Tomb Guardians, arguably with an undertone of being Divine Beings’ agents—evidenced by the marks on their bodies.

However, now due to some reason, when they performed the ritual, they too were being treated as heretics deserving of Punishment.

The most natural reason that comes to mind is that Divine Beings most detest insincerity; for instance, those who flip loyalty like a three-surname slave are definitely unacceptable.

Has this group adopted any special faith recently?

“With the current situation of the Kamakura Family in mind, we need to find a method to shield them as soon as possible,” Fu Qian mused aloud as he walked out the door without saying much, promptly assigning tasks.

The Academy’s entourage all nodded in agreement; this taxpayer-funded relic exploration did give them a slight advantage over the Kamakura Family, so it only made sense to think hard about a solution now that sightseeing was over.

“If it’s just about shielding, I have a method we could try.”

Just as the group was deep in thought, Fu Qian suddenly spoke up.

The crowd was visibly unable to hide their shock, especially the Kamakura clanspeople.

Even if there truly was a solution, would this guy be so kind-hearted?

Given Fu Qian’s past actions, they genuinely had little confidence in him.

“Mr. Yun has a method?”

However, in a crisis, they couldn’t afford to overlook any glimmer of hope, and Kamakura Si finally gathered his spirits to ask.

“Yes, but it’s not certain to be effective,” Fu Qian still maintained his enigmatic attitude.

“Additionally, there may be side effects, such as permanently becoming an ordinary person.”

…

It was understandable that the efficacy was uncertain, but the mention of the last side effect clearly had Kamakura Si wavering.

“Shall we let Shinji try it?”

At that moment, someone leaned in close and whispered a suggestion, which made Kamakura Si’s eyes light up.

“If possible, Mr. Yun, could you first help Shinji, who is in a more serious condition?”

The next moment, the head of the Kamakura Family earnestly pleaded.

“Kamakura Shinji?”

Staring into Kamakura Si’s somewhat uneasy eyes, Fu Qian smiled faintly the next moment.

“Of course, that can be arranged.”

…

Indeed, the choice of a family head.

Before long, Fu Qian looked at Kamakura Shinji, who lay dying on the bed, contemplating in his heart.

An unproven solution, just a shot in the dark.

It was such a logical decision.

“You all should go out,” he said, turning his head.

“Everyone has to leave?”

The ones unwilling this time were the people from the Academy.

It was the Kamakura Family that had the attitude of taking a chance; they didn’t have high expectations, but they were very keen on witnessing a Demigod’s abilities.

It’s for your own good.

Fu Qian thought to himself with resolute firmness.

“This involves some personal secrets that aren’t suitable for others to observe.”

As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Brother Ah Kai’s direction.

…

Is it information that, like the miracles at the Benevolence Institute, needs to be kept confidential?

Everyone heard the earlier exchange between the two, and the crowd quickly realized this.

“We will step out now. Call us whenever you’re ready.”

Cass decisively exerted his leadership authority, gesturing for the others to leave and giving Fu Qian free rein to work.

In no time, everyone stopped hindering the task and bustled out.

“Hello there.”

Seeing the room empty in an instant, Fu Qian sat down facing the direction of Kamakura Shinji, greeted him with a cheery smile, and activated the Return Edict.