Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1038: Chapter 1036 Blind Eye (Part 2) Chapter 1038: Chapter 1036 Blind Eye (Part 2) The fingers and hand that had just been severed had now fully restored themselves, yet the pain had not completely dissipated.

He always felt that the illusion just now, if the puzzle had been solved incorrectly, it wouldn’t have been as simple as being unable to escape.

The question posed by the Amazon Warrior also indirectly revealed that everyone faced a different puzzle.

Fu Qian looked around and confirmed that, apart from himself, only two others were awake.

One of them was the Amazon Warrior, and the other was an old man with a broad face, thick beard, and blue eyes.

Despite his rugged appearance, the combination of his features exuded a saintly serenity that not even his uniform could hide.

It was a strange feeling, seemingly not a Transcendent, yet possessing a sort of non-human spiritual aura.

Silently assessing, the two awake seemed somewhat surprised by Fu Qian’s response.

“I’m glad you feel that way, it looks like you have a good grasp of the knowledge of witnessing,”

the Amazon Warrior commented ambiguously, with an amused expression as she sized up Fu Qian, her gaze finally resting on his left hand.

Knowledge?

It indeed took knowledge to solve the puzzle, but it didn’t feel like the same kind she was referring to.

If these people had undergone special training for this mission, it was clear that he was behind with a score of zero.

“To be honest, I feel like I’ve forgotten some things.”

Finally, Fu Qian nodded, honestly expressing his true situation.

…

“You seem to be in good condition, even lacking any residual mental effects.”

As the Amazon Warrior’s smile slightly faded and she scrutinized with squinted eyes, the Saintly Old Master gave her a slight nod and commented from the side.

Even as he said this, the old master’s staff, topped with four intercrossing golden wings, was rotating slowly in a strange manner.

Clearly not having spoken before, he was silently assessing in some way.

And it wasn’t certain that the method involved Transcendent means.

Seemingly more like a Mortal, yet oddly possessing presumably Transcendent methods… Facing an opponent who seemed to possess Transcendent methods while having his own restricted.

This mission was really quite special!

“Ice.”

As thoughts raced, and considering that the woman before him was quite talkative, Fu Qian was about to try for more information, but suddenly a new voice called out from a corner of the room.

“It had to be you!”

The latest wakeful brother was much younger than the Saintly Old Master, looking about the age as the woman by the wall.

His skin was slightly dark, with a hooked nose and deep lines along his cheeks, suggesting he was used to giving orders.

Yet his first words were unexpectedly complimentary.

“Not only waking up so quickly but even appearing to have no lingering negative emotions,”

he said, touching his nose.

“Though I know it was an illusion, to me, it still feels like adding an unpleasant memory.”

Ice—is that the Amazon Warrior’s name?

Fu Qian frowned upon hearing this.

It had better be her real name, or else it’s like she doesn’t usually play cards—it really leaves someone unsure how to comment.

“Of course, worthy of me!”

Muttering internally, Ice’s attention was immediately drawn.

She clearly knew the man was deliberately complimenting her, yet she still seemed rather pleased and pointed at Fu Qian.

“You aren’t bad either. After all, for us facing this kind of thing for the first time, besides the extraordinary performance of your left hand, you were the fastest.”

This woman, instigating talent maxed out!

Pointed out by Ice, Fu Qian inwardly frowned.

He didn’t think Ice was genuinely complimenting him, her manner more akin to an instinctual reflex to ensure influence over the room.

And sure enough, Ah You, who had just stood up, glanced over, his expression darkening momentarily.

“Well done.”

However, this brother seemed to understand the importance of controlling his emotions, almost immediately nodding at Fu Qian and offering a compliment.

Among the four awake, his “Golden Sacred Garment” undoubtedly covered the largest area—

starting from the fierce-looking shoulder armor, which even hinted at a skeletal shape, and covering his entire right arm.

…

Unlike his gloves, they clearly weren’t part of a set.

Or rather, the equipment worn by everyone seemed mismatched, almost surely a collection of individual pieces.

Upon receiving the compliment, Fu Qian assessed and humbly replied,

“It was just luck. The puzzle I encountered was relatively simple; even so, there’s still a lot I can’t remember.”

Clearly not having made any comparisons, but evidently that’s what Ah You was thinking.

Without further indication, he walked over and sat by the stone table in front of Ice to rest.

“Knowledge, forgetting it alongside some unpleasant memories isn’t necessarily a bad thing.”

Having just provoked earlier, Ice seemed to recall something, softly comforting Fu Qian with a smile, gesturing towards his golden left hand.

“As long as you don’t forget how to use the glove.”

The problem is, I really don’t know how to use the glove.

Fu Qian sighed internally.

And that was clearly a big problem.

Just then, he vaguely realized a possibility.

If the Transcendent method used by the Saintly Old Master earlier had been sourced from the Golden Scepter in his hand,

perhaps,each person’s piece of Golden Sacred Garment could be a source of Transcendent Power, and the support for this exploratory mission.

Honestly, it was a quite fascinating situation.

Although generally speaking, Extraordinary Items didn’t have many usage restrictions, and many High Tier items could even be activated by low-ranking Transcendents, the only concern being if any negative effects could be endured.

But being entirely driven by a Mortal physique, and even with such uniform types, it really made one curious how it was achieved.

Learning truly is endless!

Of course, the most important thing at the moment was to clarify his mission target, what the Blind Eye Holy Grail was, and whether his goals aligned with this group.

“We’re progressing smoother than estimated, and it’s still early. Patience,”

the typically reticent Saintly Old Master spoke again, even setting aside the scepter.

Going with the flow, Fu Qian also sat down and fiddled with his glove while observing the remaining five people.

All of them had their eyes tightly closed, seemingly deeply troubled by their thoughts.

He wondered what the situation would be like when the “early” time mentioned by the old master actually arrived.

Just as this crossed his mind, a brother with a Golden Belt in the corner let out a long, unconscious sigh and collapsed limply.

Following this change, his facial features shuffled haphazardly like tumbled blocks.