Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 868: Chapter 866: Ignite (40) Chapter 868: Chapter 866: Ignite (40) As a qualified team leader, Old Master Xiumeng was definitely decisive in killing and cutting.

Of course, he surely didn’t know that Fu Qian had already seen this move before.

He had even also experienced another move.

While acting was exceptionally difficult, Fu Qian also felt a familiar sensation of being marked, the same one used in the bar to assist Stoss in trying to kill him.

Old Master Xiumeng was truly determined to win!

Using two powerful moves at once, it could be said his tactics were all out.

Feeling bound and marked, he began feeling pulled into some special medium, and Xiumeng’s presence was waiting inside.

Fu Qian clicked his tongue in admiration.

It was indeed a special way of concealing oneself, and this technique was somewhat similar to the shadow traveling used by Aunt Serana.

Unfortunately, although Old Master Xiumeng cordially invited him, everything is empty, only good food should not be let down.

Just as he was about to be pulled into that special existence, Fu Qian’s perception went full throttle, and he locked onto the real body of Old Master Xiumeng inside, then with a wave of his hand, he activated the Thread of Concern.

In the next moment, a figure seemed to cross space and dimensions, and was forcibly pulled out.

…

“What’s going on?”

In the familiar voice, the chair was already empty.

Instead, standing in front of Fu Qian, looking much more real, was Old Master Xiumeng.

The latter subconsciously looked around, his expression a mix of shock and anger.

At this moment, Old Master Xiumeng, naturally hadn’t seen the Thread of Concern before, or he might have guessed a bit, and his shock wouldn’t have been as great.

“Are you sure now’s the time to talk about this?”

Even though moving was quite strenuous, Fu Qian still stuffed a piece of fish steak into his mouth, then pointed around.

Akasha and her companion were very synchronized, almost simultaneously looking around, their brows furrowed in confusion.

Under Old Master Xiumeng’s unsettled state, his illusion control wasn’t as precise, finally revealing some abnormalities.

Of course, even if it had been precise, it wouldn’t have helped.

“Don’t blame me for not warning you, there are at least a dozen Demigods outside who have already noticed your arrival.”

“You wouldn’t want to stay and eat something, would you?”

Fu Qian pointed at the table.

…

Old Master Xiumeng stared at Fu Qian’s face, speechless.

Experienced as he was, he could imagine the consequences of being exposed.

His only choice now was to leave quickly while he still could.

But… a hint of reluctance appeared on his face.

Leaving now almost meant that Logan’s fleeting hope was completely shattered.

“Rising from the flames doesn’t necessarily mean rebirth, but sometimes the living need such hope more.”

Fu Qian, who usually harbored full resentment, didn’t make a move to keep him or mock to disturb his mindset, but ended with an ambiguous statement.

“Very well, Andiel…”

Eventually, with a meaningful sigh, Old Master Xiumeng’s figure became blurry.

And almost at the same time, an imperceptible blade and several ferocious bone claws struck where he had been standing.

Unfortunately, amidst the Bai Shuang, the expert had already vanished.

And regarding such a nearly “I remember you” unprincipled declaration left by such a distinguished Divine Envoy, Fu Qian didn’t take it to heart at all.

His resentments were already widespread, this didn’t make much difference.

If things really escalated, he would just claim to be the protector of the Rebirth Club.

Rather, amidst the bitter chill, looking at the dish that had been full of color, fragrance, and taste, which had turned into a lump of ice in just half a second, Fu Qian sighed deeply with immense regret.

Just as I said, it wouldn’t be available to eat immediately!

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“Who was that just now?”

Demigod knight Ballard, always the first to arrive, was no exception this time.

After standing in place for a few seconds and completely confirming there were no traces to follow, he didn’t resort to digging three feet into the ground for clues; instead, he turned to Fu Qian and interrogated him.

Although his face wasn’t visible, one could still feel the gritting of teeth.

“Leader of the outsiders’ team.”

Fu Qian answered with utmost honesty.

“But it seems you didn’t keep him.”

“So why didn’t you notify us immediately?”

During the conversation, Ballard’s face helmet opened, revealing a chilling expression.

“This makes me doubt the credibility of your surrender.”

This accusation was quite severe, implying that you were pretending to defect, right?

“I just faced a Divine Envoy alone and survived.”

Fu Qian gestured towards himself, a tone in his voice that seemed to plead for fairness for his half-hearted commitment.

“Then, I was supposed to find a way to notify you, a group of hatchet men easily misled?”

“I’m curious, where do you get the audacity to question me?”

…

After Fu Qian finished speaking, not only Ballard and his two companions but also the Demigods who rushed to the restaurant upon hearing the news fell silent.

His words were undoubtedly mocking but at the same time irrefutable.

For such a surrendered commander, even if backed by a Prophet, it’s hard to discuss how much trust one can have.

Initially placed here as bait, frankly, whether he cooperated or even his life or death didn’t really matter.

And yet, this confident trap not only lured the target in but allowed him to enter as if it were uninhabited.

Questioning the bait at this time really seemed unreasonable…

“Even the Prophet seems to have just sent out the information, right? Are the demands of traitors so high nowadays?”

Fu Qian did not relent, glancing at Akasha and Crystal.

These two had just simultaneously snapped out of the illusion to intervene, which was more likely a result of Yuan Fang’s remote notification than any telepathic coincidence.

…

Akasha and Crystal exchanged glances but said nothing.

This action clearly confirmed Fu Qian’s suspicion, leaving the Demigods even more speechless.

In fact, what they did not know was that although Fu Qian posed this question, he judged that Yuan Fang might not have just noticed.

Now deeply integrated, theoretically, Yuan Fang, as a Prophet, should perceive his situation just as keenly if not more so than others.

So when Xiumeng appeared initially, Yuan Fang likely noticed right away.

But he chose not to react, just until Ballard and others discovered the anomaly and stormed in, then he alerted Akasha and Crystal to make their presence felt.

The reason for doing so was quite understandable – he originally had no intention of actually killing Xiumeng and the others, which would mean massive casualties among the locals.

The content of his conversation with Xiumeng, perhaps, was of more interest to him.

Of course, Fu Qian did not disappoint him, his familiar tone and odd comments must have shaken both Xiumeng and Yuan Fang to some extent.

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“Thank you.”

The next moment, Fu Qian smilingly received a plate of barbecue from the waiter.

Despite the sudden intrusion of many characters, the impact was still less shocking compared to that of the Moon Palace, so he managed not to flee the scene.

“Sit down together?”

Then, after setting down the tray, Fu Qian’s first impulse was to warmly invite Ballard.

The appetizer was already over, and treatment time had arrived.

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