Facing an Ancient God for a Year - Chapter 130
Chapter 130: Chapter 129: Evil Thing_1
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“How long have you been here?”
Gazing at Pei Yanqing’s well-proportioned and straight long legs beneath her jeans, Fu Qian suddenly asked.
“We’ve been here for quite a while.”
Pei Yanqing covered her mouth and laughed.
“Although I’m not interested in aliens, taking a walk is quite nice.”
“Just standing here gives me a magical feeling, and I inexplicably feel at ease.”
“I feel like tonight’s moon is especially bright.”
A magical feeling? Feeling at ease?
“Really?”
Fu Qian replied casually, looking up at the sky.
Which of your eyes sees any difference with the moon tonight?
However, as his glance swept by, he noticed that in the moonlight, everyone including Qin Mingze looked intoxicated with an indescribable enchantment.
Even Wu Qingyu, who seemed on the verge of collapse, now had a look of longing.
Trouble!
Fu Qian took a deep breath.
Looking back at Pei Yanqing, he noticed her ethereal expression as she stared directly at the handrail beside her.
The bridge was the old-fashioned arched type, with railings made of green stone on both sides, each pillar carved with stone lions of various shapes.
However, due to years of weathering, most were severely damaged.
For instance, the one in front of them had only half a head remaining.
Seemingly aware of Fu Qian’s gaze, Pei Yanqing’s lips curved in a secretive smile as she leaned in quietly.
“Don’t you think…”
She surveyed the surroundings, then pointed at the stone lion in front of them.
“This lion is so bright! I even felt like it was alive just now – do you think it’s my eyes or my brain that has an issue?”
Neither your brain nor your eyes have an issue.
Fu Qian had already noticed the anomaly.
At this moment, the surface of the stone lion indeed emitted a faint, almost imperceptible glow, which wasn’t obvious under the naturally white moonlight.
That Pei Yanqing could directly see this was probably related to her past experiences.
Because of the effects of the Decree Residue, she had become unusually sensitive to certain things.
As for it coming alive, the faint glow on its surface was subtly flickering, which gave it a translucent and eerie appearance.
Fu Qian was certain that he had not seen this anomaly when he was here yesterday.
The emergence of this phenomenon was likely related to yesterday’s events.
He had released a Skill here once—the Mythical Form Enhanced Commandment Residue.
This anomaly was likely caused by that.
Besides this stone lion, there were no other abnormalities in the vicinity.
It must be because it was too close to him at the time, and thus the impact was strongest.
Pei Yanqing, more sensitive than others, had instinctively found this spot even though she knew nothing about it.
This thing couldn’t stay; it might cause trouble if left for too long.
Looking at the enraptured expressions around him, Fu Qian blinked and quietly lifted his foot, then stamped down without hesitation.
The moss-covered bridge began to tremble faintly.
Good!
Having completed the test, Fu Qian stomped down with his second foot.
Boom!
This time everyone detected the abnormality.
The crowd basking in the moonlight was finally startled awake, looking around in surprise, wondering what was happening.
“The bridge is collapsing!”
The next moment, someone shouted and ran toward the end of the bridge.
This action quickly caused a chain reaction, and everyone, including the enthusiasts, grabbed their equipment and took off running.
Fu Qian followed them, and to urge these people to run faster, he stealthily stomped twice more.
The shaking of the bridge became more pronounced.
Amid the chaos, Fu Qian pressed his hand against the railing and applied slight force; the edge of the stone lion cracked and fell into the water below the bridge.
A group of people quickly retreated to the outside of the bridge, and not until the shaking slowly ceased did anyone dare to step onto it again.
Fu Qian observed the surroundings, almost everyone’s face showing a sense of lost perplexity.
Among them, Pei Yanqing felt it the most.
Fu Qian snapped his fingers, waking up a few people around him.
“I’m going back to have dinner, are you coming or not?”
“Let’s… let’s go.”
Young Master Qin agreed almost instantly.
It was just a token gesture to begin with, few people truly expected to discover any unidentified flying objects here.
Now that the excitement had ended and the bridge was still dangerous, there was no point in staying any longer.
“Fu… classmate, goodbye.”
Pei Yanqing finally regained her composure, greeted Fu Qian, and left with He Xian.
…
Late at night, the returning Fu Qian stood on the bridge, now deserted.
Leaning on the railing, he closed his eyes and silently sensed the anomalies around him.
He quickly locked onto a target underneath the water.
The next moment, a black and red tentacle grew out of his hand and slowly reached into the water.
When it emerged again, at its tip was a dripping wet stone lion, emitting a pearly radiance under the moonlight.
Carrying his trophy, Fu Qian hurried back home, placing the stone lion on the table for a closer look.
A peculiar aura emanated from the stone lion, faint but steady.
Amidst the flickering dim light, it seemed to embody some kind of eternal rhythm.
This thing is a dangerous item!
Fu Qian picked it up with one hand, weighed it, and then squeezed tightly with his fingers.
In a series of small, crisp sounds, crisscrossing cracks appeared on the surface of the stone lion.
He placed the stone lion back down, and a surprising scene unfolded.
The lion, which had been crushed, did not fall apart; instead, it seemed to maintain its shape under some unique linkage.
Not only that, but the aura attached to it did not weaken at all.
Interesting!
Fu Qian toyed with the cracked lion.
This likely occurred because he had used power at the Demigod Level.
With that being said, if he truly ascended to a demigod in the future, would every single move of his have this kind of impact?
Has this world truly become incapable of accommodating Fu anymore?
Fu Qian looked up into the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, deeply contemplating for twenty seconds.
But speaking of which, what should he do with this thing?
Forcibly crushing it was an option, but with the aura not dissipating, who’s to say it wouldn’t cause some sort of problem.
Keep it at home? That didn’t seem like a good idea either.
Fu Qian thought for a moment, his gaze landing on his wrist.
After the disappearance of his work ID, an imprint of the same shape had appeared on his wrist, becoming his new pass.
In fact, Fu Qian believed others probably couldn’t see this mark.
Come to think of it, when entering the containment scenario, there were restrictions on the items he could take with him, but there didn’t seem to be any when entering the storage facility.
Try it?
Fu Qian held the stone lion in his hand, focused his attention on the work ID, and activated it with his consciousness.
The familiar storage facility reappeared before his eyes.
Fu Qian immediately looked at what was in his hand.
The damaged stone lion was emitting a faint bluish glow.
However, it only lasted a moment before the glow dissipated into the gloomy space.
The next second, the sound of crashing was heard, and the stone lion crumbled into bits and fell to the ground.
There was no more special aura on it.
It can be done this way!
Fu Qian shook the stone dust off his hands, looking deeper into the storage facility.
This place is truly amazing!
