Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1544: Chapter 1539: Human Plant (End)

"You didn’t notice?"

The first one to express surprise at Fu Qian’s response wasn’t even Brother Luyi.

Even though Mr. Li Sr., who seemed to have put life and death aside despite being severely injured, couldn’t help but speak.

"Yeah, with such a nimble and discreet move, I’m not you. How could I notice it immediately?"

Fu Qian blinked.

Well...

"I just noticed first that I was okay."

Not knowing what to think, Mr. Li Sr. showed no signs of being forced into a brainstorming session as Fu Qian continued explaining while pointing to himself.

"In that situation just now, Lord Luyi had to do something. There’s no verbal indication, which clearly means there was action."

"The target of the action wasn’t me, so obviously it was you. It’s a simple logical deduction, so I just tried it out casually."

"Why don’t you interview the party involved about their mindset and see if that was the case?"

As he spoke, Fu Qian nodded toward the now completely silent Luyi.

These words weren’t just nonsense to mess with the mind.

A major player facing a downturn, anyone who can maintain their mindset in such a situation either has hope or, in one percent of cases, has already acted on that hope.

Brother Luyi is clearly action-oriented and hasn’t lost all his chips.

The ever-present Order of Blood is always on his side.

And the highest manifestation of this power is obviously the master of the Tree Infants, the not fully formed Face of the Divine Human.

As it turns out, it did live up to this reputation, diving into the stomach of a Newly Advanced Second Order like returning home.

If it had moved a bit slower, who knows what might have happened.

As for why it didn’t dive into himself first, thus wasting a precious debut opportunity, Fu Qian could vaguely guess the reason—the unknown is always the most dangerous thing.

Mr. Li Sr. is indeed a genuine Second Phase, but I’m walking around with a Witch’s face.

"If it’s just the two of us left, do you still absolutely believe you can face your ending?"

Seeing Mr. Li Sr. remain silent and not follow the suggestion to consult the party involved, the next moment Fu Qian spoke directly, praising the Pontiff again in his mind.

...

"I’m afraid that won’t happen anytime soon."

Luyi did not answer, and Fu Qian didn’t mind, only letting out a sigh, expressing confidence in keeping the audience alive.

Although the situation is changing, the decisive moment hasn’t yet arrived, and the unfinished task is evidence of that.

However, Fu Qian also believes that as long as Mr. Li Sr. continues to live, that decisive point will soon come.

And with a prepared Mr. Li Sr., with my help, facing a Godson of the Royal Family who had been frightened once before, the probability of falling in the short term should not be high.

It exemplifies an extraordinary offense and defense on many fronts.

"Anke?"

At this moment of continuous conversation, Luyi was finally moved to speak slowly.

He didn’t question Fu Qian’s words. Instead, he clearly conveyed a message akin to "I’ve remembered you."

"Yes."

"Good name, Apostle of the Moon?"

"Seventh Apostle."

Without minding the feeling of being marked, Fu Qian confirmed and even added more details considerately.

"Very well, I really look forward to our next meeting..."

By the time he finished the last word, Luyi appeared somewhat puzzled.

Because the other party had that unique face while walking step by step to him.

"Are you going to test whether what I said about not dying just now is true?"

Showing no fear, Luyi just furrowed his brows unexpectedly.

"No."

Fu Qian shook his head and instead asked in the same tone.

"Native Council?"

Though not entirely sure, if there’s an organization capable of competing with us academically, Fu Qian prefers to guess the old rival who’s committed to liberating humanity from its shackles.

...

Luyi did not answer, his expression unchanged.

"Good name. Do you know where the power of the Order of Blood comes from?"

Fu Qian didn’t mind, continuing to ask while reviewing.

[Current task completed, ID 1-207 contained successfully]

Regrettably, still no answer came, only a familiar and warm prompt.

Brother Luyi probably disconnected voluntarily.

When asked about a difficult issue, the situation suddenly reached a decisive point, such a coincidence is unlikely.

Acutely realizing everything was starting to collapse, taking on the notebook-like clarity received when drawing the blood-painted dagger, Fu Qian sighed and withdrew his gaze from Luyi’s face.

Turning to look at Mr. Li Sr. a short distance away, he gave a final remark of praise.

[Good Swordsmanship]

...

[Task Evaluation: Fleeting Years of Sorrow]

The predicament dissipates, and the warehouse reappears.

Returning to his seat, Fu Qian quickly found this task summary’s tone remained bizarre.

[In Luyi’s hand, the pure and noble light, and the clear sheen in his eyes, disappeared simultaneously.

A voice full of joyful tears emerged from the weary noblewoman beside him.

In the loosened swaddling clothes, an uneasy infant, caused by the onlookers, waved its thin limbs restlessly, desperately searching for its mother.

The baby’s soft, sparse brown hair and delicate skin showed signs of malnutrition, but those details were of no importance.

Talent, curse, everything that shouldn’t have belonged to him, had unknowingly faded away...

At the banquet, Aike, dressed elegantly, rested her hand on her lower abdomen, her brow furrowed, seemingly troubled by some unresolved negative emotion.

Eventually, she put down the wine glass in her hand and left the crowd.

Though someone had already gone ahead of her in the direction she headed...

Li He and Ji Ning walked quietly through the corridor, neither looking at the other’s face.

However, at a certain moment, the synchronized hesitation of their steps finally made Ji Ning pause and glance sideways.

"It’s nothing."

After long contemplation, Li He eventually shook his head.

...

Memory is merely a depiction of reality, where causes and effects become blurred.

From the day he understood the essence of the Larea Family’s bloodline, Luyi pondered how to leverage this talent.

Though years would pass before he could gather what he needed for the plan.

At its core, the notebook held in his embrace could guide the chosen one away from reality into an alternative recollection.

The consensus from the Transcendent would transform into resources, condensing into truth under guidance.

If successful, he would obtain an already impossible-to-achieve appearance in reality, becoming the wielder of its representing authority.

All the consensus contributors would eternally remain as a page in the notebook, forming the foundation of this false reality’s existence.

Regardless of thoughts, regardless of existential forms.

Unfortunately, an unexpected intruder destroyed this nearly flawless plan.

Even Rom’s assistance couldn’t change this.

Luyi was forced to tear up the latest page, wasting the second use of his three chances with the Reminiscence Record.]

[Eliminated: Shadow of Aike’s Past, Shadow of Ji Ning’s Past]

[Reward: SAN Points +26]

[Special Reward: Blank Reminiscence Ledger Page]

[Current SAN Points 123, current Inspiration 99]