Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1537: Chapter 1532: Human Plant (41)

"In fact, it’s the same with you, I was considering how to express my gratitude."

Lord Aike had no intention to speak much, while Luyi was proactive, smilingly responding directly as Fu Qian finished his greetings.

"If you’re willing, I can help remove the accumulated Order of Blood on you right now."

Order of Blood? The true name of the erosion?

Fu Qian lowered his head and looked at himself.

Throughout the journey, the number of attackers was huge, and their difficulty was exaggerated. The marks on his body were truly hard to argue away.

It’s easy to think that Luyi’s words were mainly to prove that his story was real.

But I must say, this professional term he provided contrasted significantly with the style all along.

How to see these green-black mold-like imprints, it seems they don’t fit with order at all.

Even later, when strange beings were directly bred from the flesh, it greatly exuded a chaotic, fallen style.

But Fu Qian did not think Luyi was randomly giving it a name.

Just as he had started to suspect when the exploration progress was too smooth before.

In general, old worldly society figures sometimes worry that overly reasonable things might be designed.

Instead, a name contradicting intuition leaves a deeper impression, prompting one to actively seek its rationale.

The person providing this information naturally exuded a professional vibe.

"Therefore, one must say that the world is wondrous. When you reported your Bloodline Clan identity, even I was a little mentally fuzzy."

"It’s just regrettable that Order of Blood and Bloodline Clan are fundamentally different concepts."

Fu Qian didn’t speak, and Luyi laughed more heartily for a moment.

"If you truly want to use this to awaken the Ancestor, you might commit an unforgivable blasphemy."

Even with his full posture, until now, Luyi still could hardly directly look at the face that appeared on the other person, forced to look away after just a glance.

"Because what will be birthed from this power is only yourself."

...

"Oh? Why say so?"

Facing Luyi’s rising momentum, Fu Qian finally responded, calmly expressing curiosity.

"Because the essence of the Order of Blood is self-transformation."

"I like the phrase you mentioned, ’Leaves belong to you, fruits belong to me.’"

The other party didn’t confront him, and Luyi’s momentum didn’t continue to rise, instead calming down as well.

He wouldn’t allow his credibility to be lowered due to ostentatious posture.

This mysterious troublemaker before him clearly deserves any degree of attention.

"If you are a unique, solitary tree, when your seeds fall to the ground and grow, are they your offspring or the new you?"

"That’s a fascinating question."

Nodding thoughtfully, not minding the ebb and flow of momentum, Fu Qian showed that he somewhat understood Luyi’s meaning.

"However, in that case you mentioned, if it’s considered a new me, wouldn’t ’I’ keep multiplying? Unless the original tree simultaneously dies, but is there really such a tree?"

"There is."

The one answering this wasn’t even Luyi.

It felt a bit like a lost cause due to lack of support.

Instantly realizing who spoke, amidst his reflection, Fu Qian looked toward Lady Ji Ning who had suddenly interjected.

Like Lord Aike, she too had no expression, and like Luyi, dared not directly face the Witch’s countenance, her gaze involuntarily shifting upon contact.

"A Fool’s Tree is like that."

Yet, even so, she firmly provided the answer.

...

A Fool’s Tree?

The familiar name naturally reminded Fu Qian of Su Gao’s home which he wanted to return to.

On that closed-off island, the white, crystalline tree resembling human skin undeniably left a deep impression.

Such extraordinary features still exist; indeed, learning is endless.

"Thank you for the guidance."

Facing Lady Ji Ning’s behavior of bolstering the opponent’s morale, Fu Qian praised without any hint of anger, even politely extending thanks.

"...You’re welcome."

Under this excessive elegance, Lady Ji Ning was even somewhat unnatural, hesitating slightly before offering a polite reply.

"Lady Ji Ning is indeed well-informed. Yes, a Fool’s Tree is precisely such an example."

Luyi also praised at this moment, unobtrusively continuing to grasp the rhythm.

"And Order of Blood is the manifestation of the same concept on a flesh and blood body."

"Understand, so ultimately, what crawls out from the belly is really myself?"

Fu Qian didn’t mind this, rather focusing on the academic issue.

"The sublimated self, more perfect, purer, more advanced."

Smiling remarkably, Luyi did not mind sharing knowledge, deepening Fu Qian’s statement, even directly using a parallel sentence.

"What about the self before?"

Fu Qian blinked.

"Of course, still the self before, what do you think?"

A hint of surprise appeared on his face, as if Luyi found Fu Qian a bit too extreme.

"Does it really die like a tree?"

...

"Won’t die, but is it still the tree?"

Luyi undoubtedly mastered the art of reversal, and while answering, he skillfully highlighted the distinction in professional degree.

From the eyes of the three observers, it was clear the internal balance was rapidly tilting.

However, Fu Qian remained calm, recalling the dozen "cradles" in the nursery room.

According to Luyi’s words, they should be the previous selves of the Tree Infants, yet even unable to retain a human shape.

Though theoretically not dead yet, but seemingly the essence of being human was no longer there.

"Well said... but does that matter?"

Faced with Fu Qian’s rhetorical question, Luyi even generously showed a hint of surprise.

"When that moment arrives, you will be acutely aware of your sublimation. The negligible marks remaining on the once shell will be of no value."

"Thanks for the clarification, it sounds like this is the true power of Bloodline, indeed."

Even casually thanking the competitor, Fu Qian’s tone was full of admiration.

"I am increasingly curious about your true identity."

This time, Luyi even paused for a moment, then with great interest, began to size up Fu Qian.

"On the way here, when I explained the essence of erosion to the three teammates, none of them had such insight."

"Is it possible that we have no interest in discussing this nonsense with you?"

But his statement seemed to induce some resentment, as Lord Aike nearest to Fu Qian coldly interjected.

"Indeed."

Luyi equally didn’t mind aligning with this, and when looking at Fu Qian again, his smile suddenly retracted.

"So I mainly talked with them about more interesting topics... such as your actions, and whether they were willing to follow and see."