Facing an Ancient God for a Year

You’re out of your mind!

In the silent room, Fu Qian read Yuan Shan’s thoughts clearly from her face.

In fact, not only her, but Wen Li standing beside also gaped in disbelief after hearing his idea.

“At first glance, it does seem a bit cruel, but think about it, this is quite a reasonable story.”

Fu Qian, entirely unconcerned, spoke at length, analyzing the current situation.

“Unlike your idea, if we do it the way I said, even if Ariel is very suspicious, he’ll have to consider one possibility.

“That is, someone took advantage of this opportunity to come out for revenge in the chaos and pin everything on him.

“Under these circumstances, it makes perfect sense for you pursuers to have your attention diverted, creating a natural cover—at least gaining an extra day or two should be no problem.”

After finishing his speech, silence still filled the air.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Shan felt, for a moment, that she was almost tempted.

But ultimately, she shook her head, refusing the devil’s whisper.

“Forget it, the Chen Family has suffered enough, they haven’t done much evil over the years.”

“You don’t want to? That’s a real shame!”

Fu Qian looked on with regret.

It turned out that Chief Yuan, despite her control of the region, still had a conscience intact, not having reached the highest state of moral vacuum.

From an efficacy standpoint, his idea was undoubtedly more effective, but he was just testing the waters, mainly wanting to see Yuan Shan’s reaction.

“Actually, when you said you wanted to change the plan, I thought you were ready to rush in headfirst, no matter what.”

As Fu Qian saw Yuan Shan off, he made this final remark.

“If I weren’t in this position, I might really…”

Yuan Shan gave him a glance, then let out a deep sigh.

“Divine Envoys are terrifying, but with adequate preparation, I might not be afraid of them.”

“Regretfully, for me now, impulsiveness is the most luxurious thing.”

…

“Mr…. Fu, have you already become a Demigod?”

After Yuan Shan left, Wen Li finally spoke up, staring stiffly at Fu Qian.

She had never doubted Fu Qian’s strength.

But even when Wen Li imagined the highest, she still couldn’t link this highly dependable, mysterious expert with a concept like Demigod.

That was an existence with real divinity, a transformation at the core of life, and he even looked younger than her!

Although one should never trust the appearance of a Transcendent.

Look how terrified the child is, has she even switched to addressing me as “you”?

“Sort of.”

Fu Qian shook his head and sighed.

In fact, her progress was remarkably fast; it had only been a few months since she advanced to the Sixth Phase, and she was already a bona fide Fifth Phase Transcendent, progressing as smoothly as if driving on a highway.

In Fu Qian’s estimation, this was probably related to Yvette, who had already dissipated; compared with others, Wen Li’s talent was clearly special.

And after smoothly overcoming the hurdle of the Sixth Phase, she had clearly entered a smooth path.

Truly fitting the script of a woman of destiny.

…

Wen Li was clearly perplexed by Fu Qian’s answer, but she didn’t dare to ask more.

“Should I excuse myself for today?”

Wen Li swallowed, changing the subject.

The content of Fu Qian’s and Yuan Shan’s conversation was incredibly explosive, involving many secrets. Even as merely an eavesdropper, she felt her heart pound with fear.

Unlike Fu Qian, she had systemically collected information on the Transcendent side, so the word Yuan Shan mentioned made her feel even more terrified—the Divine Envoy.

That emotionally unstable Ariel, to think he was a Second Phase Transcendent, a legendary being capable of displaying Divine powers!

“No need, even if you excuse yourself, their suspicion will not lessen by a fraction.”

Fu Qian shook his head, then winked at Wen Li and pointed at himself.

“To put it simply, because you’ve dealt with me so much, you’ve already been registered on their side.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Hearing Fu Qian’s words, Wen Li first froze, then her face broke into a smile.

“It’s my honor.”

…

“Are you sure you want to wear this?”

After lunch, Wen Li took out the clothes she had prepared, as per Fu Qian’s request, and handed them to him.

However, after he had changed and emerged, she hesitated, but finally couldn’t help asking.

“Won’t it be a bit too conspicuous?”

It really wasn’t her fault for thinking this way.

At this moment, Fu Qian was wearing a gray trench coat, so exquisitely made that it emphasized his tall and upright stature.

Furthermore, he even changed his appearance back, at first glance, he could certainly be described as having an extraordinary aura.

Wearing a trench coat at this time of the year wasn’t strange, the problem was with the style of the garment.

At Fu Qian’s request, the entire right sleeve of the trench coat had been altered into a wide, flowing robe sleeve, which fluttered and danced as he walked, truly eye-catching.

Logically speaking, even if one intended to expose one’s whereabouts, it shouldn’t be too obvious, right?

What was the meaning behind such conspicuously strange attire?

Wen Li was quite puzzled in her heart.

“Of course there’s a reason for that.”

In face of her query, Fu Qian turned around and returned to the bedroom.

Not long after, in Wen Li’s astonished gaze, a bald old man emerged.

With a gaunt body and a withered appearance, his face covered in wrinkles without a single eyebrow, beard, or hair on his head.

The trench coat, which originally fit perfectly, now looked somewhat oversized.

Conversely, the robe sleeve that had been billowing before now seemed swollen and taut, as if it concealed an arm that was completely out of proportion with his body.

Indeed, Fu Qian had once again opted for Old Master Lu Ming’s appearance, his right hand now transformed into a grotesque, fang-filled beak.

Although it couldn’t actually spew fire like the original, that wasn’t a problem.

Now that he had ascended to demigod status, adapting his limb’s evolution should be justifiable, right?

Mr. Fu had indeed planned everything in advance.

At this time, in Wen Li’s heart, there was only admiration, with no curiosity about what was beneath the sleeve.

Her instincts told her that it certainly wouldn’t be pleasant to look at.

…

Hmph, rigid and foolish humans.

And those heretics of the Native Council!

An hour later, Fu Qian stood in some shadows, wearing sunglasses, looking haughty.

Today, our Rebirth Club has been reborn again!

Shangjing at this moment was enveloped in an indescribable tension.

The Chen Family, whose reputation had soared due to the emergence of a demigod, had their family head murdered in the middle of the night.

And with such a major event occurring, the former family head, demigod Chen Xing, who had been missing for many days, still hadn’t made an appearance.

Those with a keen sense of smell were already noticing the strangeness of the situation.

And whether it was the Night Watchman or members of the Chen family, they were all frantically searching for the murderer.

Everything seemed like a repeat of what had happened over a month ago.

And those who had fruitlessly searched now wished they could severe interrogate anyone they caught.

Therefore, a mere shadow could not hide Fu Qian’s figure.

He posed for no more than half a minute before he was targeted.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a squad moving towards him and Fu Qian subtly turned around.

However, someone had already stepped forward to block his way.

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