Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 354: Chapter 354 Unclean Ecstasy (16)_1

Indeed, it’s you guys who really know how to play!

Fu Qian wasn’t particularly surprised by the information revealed in Benji’s words.

After eating too much, people always develop some bizarre hobbies.

What concerned Fu Qian was that the timing of this event was just too coincidental.

Regarding the silver-masked person, Fu Qian didn’t believe it was a complete fabrication.

But Old Master Qiao was clearly concealing the existence of his new wife and her role in this matter.

...Good, this trip wasn’t made in vain after all.

“Thank you for your cooperation.”

Fu Qian moved forward with a smile, patting Benji on the shoulder.

However, that simple action made the latter shiver involuntarily, a far cry from his previous demeanor.

It seemed that after the failed challenge to his limits, his mental state began to collapse in the opposite direction.

“Did you feel a strong contradiction at the last moment?”

Fu Qian looked at him and asked.

“Wanting to get up because of fear, but also indulging in the extreme pleasure that made you unable to stop? Did your body also intermittently lose control due to the chaos?”

“How did you know?”

Initially, Benji’s eyes were evasive, but they widened upon hearing the continuation.

That’s naturally because I’ve seen something similar before.

Fu Qian shook his head inwardly.

Looking at him just now, it was clear that at the crucial moment, he, like Betty, had experienced a separation of desire and cognitive function.

When his physical body couldn’t withstand the pressure and wanted to give up, his activated desires were accumulating crazily, beyond control.

“Rampant pleasure might be too much for your small frame to endure.”

Fu Qian naturally wouldn’t articulate these judgments, instead, he gave a meaningful look and simply walked away.

…

“Where to?”

Professor Lanaya, who followed him, asked consciously.

“Of course, it’s to find Old Master Qiao.”

“Why are you so obsessed with these matters, and what exactly is that invitation?”

By this point, Lanaya obviously didn’t think it was just a simple decadent ball, so she looked at Fu Qian and asked seriously.

“I’m not quite certain at the moment, and as for the invitation, it’s better if good kids don’t know about it.”

Unfortunately, Fu Qian was consistently unhelpful, not intending to satisfy her curiosity.

…

A surge of irritation rose in Lanaya’s heart, but she found herself without a way to deal with him.

However, judging from his behavior along the way, deep down she had almost ruled out the possibility that Fu Qian was a murderer, which was also a gain.

“You really don’t seem to be boasting; you’ve improved quite a bit.”

She changed the topic, clearly remembering Fu Qian’s last strike deeply.

As an Academy Instructor, she was confident in her own judgment.

Even though it was just one move, she could almost assert that even if she fought with all her might, the chances of winning were extremely slim.

“It seems I should venture out more often too. Always staying within the Academy to cultivate is too limiting.”

Sighing, Lanaya shook her head with a sense of lament.

“Think about it, how long has it been since the Academy produced a Demigod?”

Actually, there was one, you just didn’t know about it.

Hearing her say this, Fu Qian naturally recalled the impressive figure of the Demigod Li Weixuan without comment.

“…Professor Lanaya!”

Facing the returning pair, Old Master Qiao clearly seemed rather uneasy.

“Have you come back for some other matter?”

“Actually, we’re not here to see you.”

This time, before Lanaya could speak, Fu Qian had already responded directly, glancing behind Old Master Qiao.

“Is the Lady of the House at home?”

…

“She’s not.”

The silence lasted for less than three seconds before Old Master Qiao quickly responded.

“She left after the party, and I haven’t seen her since.”

“And marrying her was not my own intention; someone asked me to do it.”

Look at that, the seasoned old fox!

From a single simple question of mine, he instantly realized that his trick had been exposed. Understanding that continued concealment would lead to dire consequences, he chose to be open and honest instead.

Fu Qian admired him for a moment.

“What does the gentleman with the silver mask want?”

“Yes,”

Old Master Qiao almost instantly responded.

“Who is he? Where is he?”

“I truly don’t know; I’ve only met him a few times, always with the mask…”

Hmm…

Fu Qian did not make a sound, simply staring at him.

“I once heard Lily call him ‘Ian’.”

It took less than five seconds for Old Master Qiao to give in, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

“Ian?”

This time, it was Professor Lanaya who was surprised.

“You know him?”

Given her unusual reaction, Fu Qian naturally asked.

“It shouldn’t be possible…”

Professor Lanaya, however, muttered to herself.

“At the Academy Divine Ashes Institute, there is an instructor named Ian, a genius no weaker than Li Weixuan, one of the candidates expected to ascend to demigod status.”

As she spoke, Lanaya shook her head.

“That’s why I just can’t figure out any reason he would do this sort of thing.”

“But don’t worry, I will still report it to the academy for a thorough investigation,”

“That approach might be too late,”

To their surprise, Fu Qian shook his head and turned to Qiao Yanchuan.

“Is it him?”

“This…”

Qiao Yanchuan glanced at Professor Lanaya with a complicated expression.

“There’s no need to pretend; I can’t believe you’d know a name and not investigate it.”

…

“You’ve looked into it?”

As Qiao Yanchuan remained silent, Professor Lanaya suddenly realized what Fu Qian meant.

“Have you found anything? Even if you’re not certain, you can say it.”

“Hmm… I compared some photos, and indeed, they look very similar,”

Qiao Yanchuan bit his lip.

“Why didn’t you seek the Night Watchman sooner when a Transcendent is involved?”

Professor Lanaya asked, frowning.

“Isn’t that obvious?”

Without waiting for Qiao Yanchuan to make an excuse, Fu Qian, standing next to him, spoke.

“Just look at Old Master Qiao’s blissful expression; some things obviously make him unable to stop.”

As Fu Qian spoke, he flicked his hand, and Tyrant’s Fist swept past Old Master Qiao.

The next moment, as the old man’s color drained from his face in fright, his thick cloak was torn in one smooth motion.

Beneath the cloak, a horrifying sight was revealed.

The old, emaciated body was covered with dense scars. His entire upper body was almost devoid of any unmarked skin.

Upon closer inspection, it was clear that these scars were self-inflicted.

Furthermore, some even bore patterns etched deep into the flesh.

“Nice craftsmanship; you’ve very cleverly avoided the veins and tendons,”

Fu Qian scrutinized carefully, eventually giving a nod of approval.

…

Is now really the time to be appraising this?

The shocking scene before her stunned Professor Lanaya for a moment.

And just as she recovered, she heard Fu Qian’s evaluation and was left speechless.

What also set her heart pounding was Qiao Yanchuan’s rapturous expression.

As his scars were suddenly exposed, the man was only shocked for an instant; then he began to caress his exposed body with an almost greedy motion.

“You don’t understand,”

Old Master Qiao’s voice sounded like a murmur in a dream.

“Pleasure itself is multifaceted, not merely the satisfaction of base instincts.”

“And receiving that invitation, breaking free from constraints, is just the first step.”

“It is the fruit born above the heart of man; the mind is the source of desire, not the flesh.”