Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1103: Chapter 1101: Dragon Summit Inn (25)

“So what exactly is your purpose for coming here?”

Fu Qian’s excessively detailed answers, coupled with his previously “exposed” identity, undoubtedly had a stunning impact.

Even the demigod Kelson was momentarily flustered, becoming somewhat rude.

“I think we as masters need to maintain some decorum, if you wish to continue this exchange, it should be your turn to answer now, shouldn’t it?”

Fortunately, Fu Qian quickly made a well-intended reminder.

“Our purpose is actually quite simple… to catch a cunning bug.”

This moment undoubtedly tested patience and composure, and after Fu Qian’s reminder, Kelson the demigod contemplated for a bit and clearly realized that his side was at a disadvantage in these respects.

In terms of patience, the other side spoke in an interfused manner, and even while being pursued in disarray, they didn’t show the slightest sign of hurry.

As for composure, there’s no need to mention – from the moment this individual settled down on his seat, he hasn’t moved an inch.

And if the purpose behind the Native Council’s two actions remains unclear, the position of the Sirens becomes overly passive.

After quickly confirming that leaving in a huff was not an option, Kelson reluctantly agreed with what Fu Qian had just said and provided the reason.

“Some recent events have led us to believe that there’s a being with unclear motives in this year’s divine blessing, targeting the Sirens and provoking conflicts at every turn.”

“Thus, this operation is aimed not only at securing our potential hunting target by all means necessary, but also at capturing this troublemaker.”

“And from previous inference, that individual inside the blessing exhibits an unbelievably keen observation, forcing me to set up a more elaborate ambush.”

“So Angui didn’t come?”

Fu Qian nodded, his tone one of unsurprising confirmation.

“He wasn’t in the Wasteland in the first place, and also, this time the Ji Family doesn’t need to do much.”

Kelson’s words undeniably acknowledged the tacit understanding between the two groups.

“I see.”

Fu Qian praised.

“Additionally, from the current situation, although it differs slightly from the plan, it seems to be a better development?”

“Your hunting target, seems to be the same one as the bug you’re trying to catch?”

“…Although it is somewhat unexpected, it does indeed seem that way.”

Although it was speculation from the other party, Kelson hesitated for a moment but promptly admitted to Fu Qian’s assertion.

“In my original estimation, the reason that being is causing trouble from the shadows, inciting conflict, is most likely to keep us busy fighting and unable to hunt at full strength. And as it appears now, the most valuable target in the blessing is that Ancient Dragon.”

“Hence, your operations seem unaffected, and once the target appeared, you acted with utmost efficiency to provoke it into continuing its interference, thereby flushing it out.”

Fu Qian helped him complete the latter part of the explanation.

“Unexpectedly, after making two moves outside, it suddenly went quiet inside.”

“Even when the Ancient Dragon fell into your hands and you deliberately dragged out the execution process, there’s still no sign of it revealing itself, forcing you to make indiscriminate sweeps to scare the snake out of hiding.”

“After all, even if it feels hopeless to show itself, watching such a stimulating action from the sidelines is quite normal.”

“Unexpectedly, the outcome is surprisingly good; the Ancient Dragon was merely an illusion, and its true form seems to be the bug you’re looking for. It appears to have made a lot of effort to protect itself.”

“Everything will have to wait until I’ve caught it to make the final judgment… Anyway, that is the purpose of my visit. So, Mr. Lu, what are you here for?”

“Me? I’m also here to catch that bug, alive.”

After Kelson asked for the second time, Fu Qian finally satisfied his curiosity with a candid answer.

“…You’re joking?”

Kelson was utterly unprepared for such a response, and after a brief shock, his anger and lightning surged uncontrollably.

“Believe me, it’s more useful to me.”

Fu Qian, however, continued to explain as though he saw nothing.

“Even this has been destined for some time.”

“If that’s the case, then I must invite Mr. Lu to leave, and we should settle our prior scores properly.”

Kelson’s voice was cold, clearly feeling that Fu Qian’s exchange lacked sincerity.

“What debt? Falsely accusing me of murder? You’ve reminded me, in fact, you owe me quite a sum.”

Fu Qian mused suddenly.

“However, as everyone knows, debtors are the bosses nowadays. I don’t mind making a gesture of goodwill, for instance, returning this to you.”

In the next moment, he gestured with the Anchor in his hand.

“You want me to help you take it down? You must be joking—”

Kelson’s words were cut off midway by a strange sound.

In his view, the middle finger of Fu Qian’s right hand, with its grayish pupils, suddenly flicked onto the iron anchor at the bottom, setting off a wailing tremor, and the surroundings stirred as though a pond of still water suddenly had countless undercurrents.

Kelson was keenly aware of this. Clearly, the state of the Anchor had become unstable, ready to collapse at any moment.

How could this be, with just a flick…

He felt his reasoning being assaulted.

…

Anything is possible, right?

Fu Qian, of course, understood Kelson’s loss of composure quite well.

In fact, for him, the recent action was also a tentative attempt.

As the Original Sin Sage, accustomed to battling with his intellect, he was used to demolishing his opponents. But what if his target was an Extraordinary Item?

It was proven that there is a difference between the two, as the Extraordinary Item exhibited a stability far beyond that of Transcendent beings… although it was still not quite stable.

His targeted destruction seemed to have some effect.

This was undoubtedly good news, otherwise he would have had to consider swallowing the Anchor or simply using the Tyrant form to break free.

And both methods would be somewhat visually impactful.

“My subordinates indeed did offend earlier, please don’t take it to heart, Mr. Lu.”

This proved that Kelson the demigod understood goodwill quite well.

While saying this with a cold face, a spherical object began to gradually appear in his hand.

But this time it wasn’t the terrifying attack formed from electric currents converging, but rather a Qing-colored bubble, rippling like water.

If not mistaken, this was released by crushing a talisman.

And the moment the bubble took shape, it wobbled towards him, expanding rapidly in size.

Fu Qian didn’t move, allowing the bubble to envelop him.

When his entire body was inside the bubble, the heavy sensation on his arm vanished all of a sudden. The Anchor that had previously wrapped around him tightly became loose, slipping to the ground on its own.

And in a few vibrations, the bubble shattered into the invisible.