Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1396: Chapter 1394 Calamity Strikes (9)

You know the saying, knowing shame makes one braver.

The seemingly precarious and unreal eyes maddenedly flickered at Fu Qian’s last provocative remark.

Yet, following that, the expansion somehow stabilized.

Watching this scene, Fu Qian couldn’t help but feel deeply gratified.

”Sorry, I don’t understand what Ming King means.”

But as for the person involved, the dream owner, the ”Jiang En” in front couldn’t help but speak up.

”Pinning that Bloodline Clan’s name on me is one thing, but impersonating me face-to-face seems a bit too much, doesn’t it?”

”It does sound quite excessive indeed.”

In response to this accusation, Fu Qian offered an ”oh” and began to explain quite amiably.

”Don’t mind it, just a joke to see off a partner.”

”That vampire who’s been around for so long without much progress, how could they compare to you?”

”Only on the name of pure blood, even backed by a vast family resource, achieving merely that much.”

”Being compared to such a thing, honestly, even I can’t stand it, it’s a great insult to your reputation—”

”Enough!”

The indignation from the Grand Fate Ming Emperor was abruptly interrupted, even as the praised object, North’s Jiangen still gritted his teeth.

”Could it be that you don’t wish to vilify your opponent? So dignified and noble indeed.”

Fu Qian, seeing this, expressed admiration, and even through the mask, couldn’t conceal his respect.

”But I am merely speaking the truth from my heart. If we were to switch places, with your talent and skills, there wouldn’t even be talks of dual talents of Shangjing.”

”Honestly, that person’s progress is so slow that I can’t even tell how he’s better than a mixed-blood vampire.”

”I told you to shut up!”

This time, it was already a furious roar, as ”Jiang En” looked like he was about to rush forward and fight.

However, as his gaze momentarily settled on the headcage, he seemed to realize he might have fallen into a trap, stopping dead in his tracks.

”How did you know? I absolutely didn’t show any flaws.”

Even so, he clearly no longer harbors any expectations about certain possibilities and speaks directly, once more laying his cards on the table.

...

Yes, still resilient and adaptable.

Fu Qian also nodded again in appreciation.

Of course, what reassured him the most was that the unreal eyes representing the dream’s stability even began to close slowly.

In the face of the sad reality of powerlessness, Brother Tyler obviously began to accept and enjoy it.

What he didn’t know was, in fact, that he actually had the strength to resist.

Had he really charged forward earlier on, I would have only had one arm left to fight with.

It’s unfortunate; under such ”meticulous” thinking, he didn’t dismiss the possibility of being lured here, aiming to reclaim the headcage.

Anyway, my control over this dream has grown once again.

As for why I started suspecting his identity?

Actually, it began the moment the dream started.

Earlier, observing the victim on the bed from head to toe was certainly not about appreciating the human curves—it was the face’s contours that I was admiring.

Monks don’t lie; that ”not the first encounter” remark is indeed true.

The young face on the bed, I actually saw it once—on the night Ember met his end, when someone drank too much and laid on a bench as bait for Tyler’s ambush.

And considering both the true culprit and the victims are imagined by the dream owner.

For the supposedly deceased victim to bear such a face, Fu Qian couldn’t possibly avoid suspecting that young Bloodline Clan outstanding talent.

Especially after confirming ”Jiang En’s” intent.

The bunch of Greedy Worm waiting to feast on carrion, there’s no way they would let Jiang En face a penniless predicament.

If the latter did have some obsession, it likely wouldn’t be on this matter.

Besides, Fu Qian clearly remembers that the information regarding Jiang En participating in secret gatherings was also relayed to him by Brother Tyler.

Even as his peer, someone who has somewhat lost his color, he still pays significant attention.

So with the assumption that Jiang En is fake, his overly natural reaction to the deliberately mentioned ”important person” term, actually increased Tyler’s suspicion once more.

...

Oh!

Facing Tyler, who almost confessed his identity, Fu Qian heaved a long sigh.

”Even Gulad, an ancient transcendent family spanning thousands of years, should their descendants not put a little more effort to maintain the family reputation?”

”Your methods are indeed impressive, clearly a lot of thought was put into it, perhaps even utilizing sleeping time too.”

”But impersonating someone right in front of the person, is that what you call flawless?”

”Don’t try to deceive me... even turned into ashes, I’d recognize you, Grand Fate Ming Emperor!”

Though his eloquence is weak, he definitely has the stubbornness of the pureblood vampires.

After a brief pause, Tyler still gritted his teeth, unwilling to easily deny himself—though with some denials already implied.

The tone in his voice already changing, taking on the elegance befitting the Bloodline Clan.

”When did I ever say I wasn’t Grand Fate Ming Emperor? Think again.”

Given his extensive ties to this noble race, Fu Qian willingly and obligingly provided a lesson in logic.

”What do you mean? Are you implying that you all...”

And even with somewhat stubbornness in aptitude, under true guidance from a top master, Brother Tyler didn’t waste much time.

”Haha, my apologies, I honestly prefer to maintain a low profile.”

It was evident that the young vampire finally reached enlightenment, making Fu Qian laugh with gratification.

And as he felt his control over the dream surge once more, his laughter grew even merrier.

”Grand Fate Ming Emperor is just one of Jiang En’s identities, the events occurring in Shangjing have always been your doing... you’ve long since broken through the bottleneck, only concealing it in such a manner to fool everyone.”

”Go on.”

Brother Tyler’s tone was undeniably enthusiastic, and ever-understanding Fu Qian generously signaled him to criticize to his heart’s content.

”It seems that underground gathering really benefited you greatly—but why impersonate me to do this?”

Tyler wasn’t courteous either, smoothly organizing his thoughts while quickly seizing the moral high ground.

”Are you sure? I never falsely claimed to be someone else, doing something like you just did.”

Too bad he clearly didn’t know who he was dealing with, being countered in just a second.

...

The skill of presenting facts and reasoning is ever-profound; confronting the situation Fu Qian elucidated, Tyler found himself at a loss for words once again.

Strictly speaking, this body picker in Shangjing who had never been caught has also never left behind any alias.

He merely acts at night, displaying transcendent signs, leaving the classic bite marks on the victims’ necks...

”What you did is no different from directly leaving my name; I don’t believe you couldn’t see this.”

Of course, Tyler, having discovered a grand secret, wasn’t about to be shackled down by such petty sophistry.

”How is it no different?”

Fu Qian spoke with astonishment.

”If your name was directly left, would you still have the freedom to act as you do?”

...

”You waited for me on purpose... you knew I would come...”

As the unreal eyes trembled, Tyler’s mental boundaries expanded once more, and in the next moment, poignantly looked at the headcage in his hand.

The tightly entwined fingers finally showed a bit of uncertainty.

”Too late.”

The Grand Fate Ming Emperor’s voice still lingered.

”It already bears your mark, just like the previous victims.”