Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2710: Chapter 2705: Read-Only, Cannot Reply

Divine-Level Insight, I haven’t used this ability for a while.

Considering the full utilization of resources, Fu Qian has long considered how to deal with Princess Xing’s Eyes.

On one hand, it’s about the previous mention of waste utilization theory, on the other, it counts as a small attempt.

If the other eyeball still has some connection with Lady Nepheli, perhaps one could sense a bit of her state through it.

Moreover, at the end of the Sea of Ashes, the effect of Engraving Wisdom was retracted by Lord Fool, leaving a slot open just now for Insight.

Although there isn’t much hope, there’s no risk of forced abandonment if a skill can be extracted from it.

In summary, Fu Qian has already made a decision, the only thing to consider is when and where to deal with it.

And considering that choosing a day is not better than hitting one by chance, Fu Qian deeply felt this place was very suitable when he came for tea earlier.

Even after chatting with a Second-class Divination Master, that feeling became even firmer.

Compared to a few usual places of activity, this place is obviously more suitable for quietly having some food.

Now, let’s take a look at what nutrition still lies within—oh?

An item not ranked very high, almost melts as soon as it enters the mouth.

However, it did not bring a delightful new skill name; at that moment, the vision blurred suddenly, with a faint semblance of food poisoning.

”Feeling better?”

Someone really whispered comfortingly.

”Everyone is still waiting.”

...

Everyone?

It indeed seems unwise to keep a group of people waiting; it’s necessary to overcome some difficulties.

Of course, before that, it’s best to first figure out what everyone is waiting for.

The continuous sounds in the ear indeed lead one to assorted thoughts.

As Fu Qian felt in his heart, the vision suddenly brightened—what is this?

Things don’t seem serious? There’s even a hint of celebration.

And what appeared next increased the curiosity even more.

Fu Qian realized his perspective was tilted, as if suddenly his face fell asleep on the table.

But even with such a perspective, it’s not difficult to notice that he’s dressed in grand attire.

Epaulettes, soft cap, velvet cape...

Even though the style is quite classical, it still bears an air of grandeur.

More importantly, there’s a lot of red, naturally reminding one of a traditional ceremony—a wedding?

...

So what’s the situation recently, with both the Sanctuary and a festivity, are auspicious days piling up?

A conclusion was easily reached, and Fu Qian couldn’t help but comment on recent encounters.

Of course, while internally mocking, it didn’t delay his judgment of the current situation.

From the current situation alone, the unlikely hasn’t occurred, this Insight hasn’t granted him a new ability.

Meanwhile, it’s not without gain; the last ripple from Princess Xing’s Eyes seemed to have led him into a special space-time.

Actually, it’s not a situation that’s too hard to understand, remember the first meeting with Senior Lilianna, it was technically a similar experience.

He had Insight into an earring associated with her and then heard her cry at the next moment.

Of course, this time, the place doesn’t look like God’s Burial Ground, the earthly atmosphere is too abundant.

Yet, the intriguing point lies here, under this earthly atmosphere, there’s a faint sense of familiarity around.

Excessively old-school attire, luxurious yet understated drapes, distinct decorations... Em House Palace?

At a certain point, Fu Qian recalled a place, noting that the style indeed resembled it.

Even according to the speculations from the last task, Em House Palace is suspected to have a deep connection with ”Princess Xing”.

Aside from that, related to that place, he indeed learned about a rather famous festivity—The Blood Wedding.

...

Just saying, seeking a sign for goodwill indeed brings benefits; it’s like hitting the jackpot.

A swift judgment was made in his mind, and Fu Qian sighed deeply.

Concerning the result of Insight, various possibilities were imagined before.

But if he could truly catch a glimpse of the splendor of The Blood Wedding, it would undoubtedly be more satisfying than acquiring a new ability.

As a renowned mystical event, widely seen as a turning point from the rise to the decline of the Larea Royal Court, what truly happened then has been a topic of fascination over the years.

Not to mention that within the series of investigations before, he already grasped some special circumstances.

Such as the unique Divine Body of the Larea Family, the ”Face” code, and a subtle link between a certain face and the First Generation Dark Moon... and those bouncing brains.

Indeed, one of his connections to Em House Palace didn’t even occur in the Bookstore World, but in the place he lived for years.

That suspected ”Bronze Lady” left by Senior Ji Feng, not only introduced him to a special Em House Palace but also managed to acquire a Bronze Headband that could only be activated by the Ji Family Bloodline.

All of this can be said to intricately entangle the now-ordinary Larea Family with multiple key elements to this day.

Moreover, if Princess Xing’s Eyes could lead him to The Blood Wedding, the likelihood of the victim being that poor bride greatly increases.

In summary, if given the chance, Fu Qian is quite interested in circling the wedding.

The only issue is... seems like he can’t roam around now?

Fu Qian immediately realized his face was lying on the table and noted he hadn’t managed to correct his posture until now.

The reason is quite special, though he’s indeed in the perspective of this body, the opposing party seems to operate with read-only access.

In other words, he’s entirely in a cutscene viewing state, with no interactive options and unable to interfere with the plot.

”There’s not much time left, should I come in to help—if you don’t speak, I’ll really come in?”

At this point, an outside voice continues urging, discernibly a young woman and indeed a bit anxious.

Well, sorry to trouble you...

In response, Fu Qian attempted a bit, confirming it was entirely impossible to control the vocal cords, leaving him only to mutter internally.

”No need, I’m coming out right away.”

But just then, a voice surprisingly responded, echoing from behind, to the person outside.

...

Was there someone else in the room all along? Sounds equally young?

There’s always a special wariness towards behind, especially when oneself doesn’t have the strength to turn around.

The sudden twist undoubtedly packs a punch, yet as Fu Qian felt in his heart, the person behind even seemed to step closer, and the next moment, a voice directly sounded at the ear.

”Sorry, it seems the cloak is only on you, I need to borrow it.”