Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 888: Chapter 886: Rotten Flesh (7) Chapter 888: Chapter 886: Rotten Flesh (7) “Big brother, who are you?”

Although masked, Fu Qian still sensed Mr. Tyler’s intense shock.

Clearly, despite his cryptic words, the other party had grasped the essence of his statement.

“What are you babbling about? Who exactly are you?”

However, having come prepared, Tyler didn’t remain shocked for long, quickly regaining his composure as his tone grew more stern.

Considering that his identity had been exposed, he no longer hid his true form. His hands darkened and condensed into sharp, claw-like shapes.

“If you want to know my name, first let me see if you’re as formidable as they say.”

Upon seeing this, Fu Qian snorted coldly, maintaining an attitude that such petty individuals were unworthy of knowing his grand name.

Before the sound of his voice faded, the harsh winds intensified.

The inherently proud Brother Tyler, undoubtedly unable to tolerate the provocation any longer, struck in anger.

The physical strength of the Bloodline Clan was not to be underestimated, and in a mere moment, the claws powerful enough to break gold and stone reached Fu Qian.

Given that his feet were trapped, and he clearly had nowhere to dodge, Brother Tyler did not hold back at all.

At the same time, he also refrained from crushing his head outright but aimed for Fu Qian’s chest instead, obviously intending to seriously injure then capture him alive.

Unfortunately for him, this claw, which he considered a sure hit, was unexpectedly blocked the next moment.

Another claw, seemingly even more ferocious, staunchly intercepted and held it off.

“You…”

This surprise was significant for Tyler.

It was one thing to have his attack blocked, but the appearance of his opponent…

“Are you also from the Bloodline Clan?”

Amid his exclamation, Tyler did not continue his attack but quickly retracted his hand and retreated.

“So, you were kicking me while I was down, deliberately framing me?”

The next moment, his voice was filled with gritted teeth, quickly concocting a scenario of other vampires seizing the opportunity to frame him.

“Don’t be nervous, Sa Jia is merely proficient in various supreme arts. Just now, seeing the Bloodline Clan’s dark claws, I was momentarily enchanted by the thrill of the hunt.”

Fu Qian, however, laughed heartily and casually extended his other hand.

Unlike the ferocious claw, this hand was a massive sledgehammer, its rough yet fearsome texture covered it, suggesting tremendous force.

…

Brother Tyler was dumbstruck, clearly, the combination of hammer and claw exceeded his imagination.

It instantly made him doubt his own judgment.

Leaving aside the fact that it really gave a feel of different forms of power, even if it could transform in this manner, he did not think the typically elegant Bloodline Clan would choose such an aesthetically displeasing form.

So, was this guy really not from the Bloodline Clan? Then why was he framing him?

“Sir, that claw strike of yours was exquisite, now it’s Sa Jia’s turn to give a modest performance.”

Fu Qian didn’t give him much time to think, and the next moment, his muscles bulged, his sleeves fluttered, and his momentum swelled to an unstoppable level.

Simultaneously, a scarlet whip flashed by.

Seemingly ethereal and unsubstantial, it snagged the writhing shadows around his legs. As the whip swept past, the shadows were instantly torn apart, and Fu Qian freed himself effortlessly.

“Wait a moment.”

Watching this scene unfold was utterly terrifying, and Tyler immediately called for a stop.

“How about it? The illustrious Tyler Gulad, are you planning to surrender without a fight?”

Fu Qian snorted again, his tone filled with evident disdain.

…

Stung by these words, Tyler felt his blood surge, his composure as a member of the Bloodline Clan nearly crumbling.
Yet, this was not the time to indulge in momentary satisfaction.

The next moment, he took a deep breath and steadied his emotions.

Even to show his sincerity, both his sharp claws had reverted to their original form.

“I don’t know who you are, but if you really just came to challenge me, I can only tell you to pick another time, I have more important things to do now.”

“Oh? What could be more important than fighting me?”

Fu Qian spoke with a tone of disbelief, but at least he temporarily held off his aggressive stance.

How come this guy seems even more narcissistic than me?

Tyler gritted his teeth.

“It’s a very important matter, it relates to the honor of the Bloodline Clan, I must attend to it immediately.”

“So vague that you can’t even give a specific reason?”

Fu Qian lightly flicked his finger, and a spike shot from it, barely missing Tyler’s scalp.

“Are you mocking Sa Jia?”

This guy really seems to possess a myriad of abilities; how does he do it?

Startled by Fu Qian’s new trick, yet amidst the shock, Brother Tyler still didn’t retaliate and even didn’t forget to posture.

“Knowing too much isn’t necessarily a good thing.”

“… So, is something really happening in Shangjing now?”

The next moment, this masked stranger seemed finally moved by his demeanor, asking somewhat doubtfully.

“With the skills you used to seek me out, a little inquiry would tell you.”

Tyler coldly replied; this man seemed obsessed with power and not much likely to entrap him.

“In any case, I don’t have time to entangle with you now; unless there’s something else, I need to go back to my business.”

As he spoke, he slowly took a step back, indicating Fu Qian could leave first.

“Wait!”

Unexpectedly, his gesture of sincerity was halted once again.

“Do you insist on being relentless?”

Clenching his fist, Tyler ground his teeth once more.

“Don’t worry, since Brother Tyler chooses not to fight, I’ll first meet the legendary young genius of the Jiang Family, hoping not to find out that the Transcendents of Shangjing are all just empty reputations!”

Where on earth did this guy come from? Has he only heard about Jiang En and myself?

Why don’t you go trouble the Night Watchman?

“Fine, do you want me to give you Jiang En’s address?”

However, impatient as he was, he could not let such a man disrupt his plans.

The next moment, Tyler still asked gravely.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already thoroughly investigated that person’s address. Just hoping he doesn’t dodge the fight like you. And after he becomes one of my defeated, I will come looking for you again.”

If I weren’t so busy with pressing matters, damn…

As Fu Qian’s laughter rang out, Tyler couldn’t suppress the burst of anger in his heart.

“Do you think you can find him just by going to his residence?”

Finally, he couldn’t stand being treated as insignificant and frantically searched for an opportunity to mock him in return.

“What do you mean?”

Hearing Tyler say this, the madman on the other side fell silent, his tone filled with confusion.

“What I mean is you’re thinking too simply. If you go to the address you’ve gathered now, you’re likely to end up with nothing… That Jiang En is not someone who resigns to fate easily.”

“Oh, then where should I look for him?”

The madman’s tone finally became cautious.

Humph!

Although most of his face was covered, one could still sense Brother Tyler regaining a fraction of his arrogance.

“Not long ago, I inadvertently heard that he has recently been taking advantage of the night to attend a certain underground gathering, seemingly searching for a way to break through his bottleneck.”

After posturing for a few seconds, Tyler coldly spoke, emphasizing that he had heard it inadvertently.