Dark Night Liu Shuang

Chapter 47: Dark Night Liu Shuang

"Are... are you alright?"

As Fu Qian struggled to climb ashore, Ji Liushuang asked, shivering and cautious.

Fu Qian understood perfectly. Anyone seeing a fellow being swell several times their size and sprout mouths all over their body wouldn't react calmly.

"I'm great!"

He replied casually, successfully provoking a torrent of curses.

"Arrogant fool, your death is imminent, annihilation of body and soul, hahaha..."

"Idiot, you'll ruin our last shred of hope."

"Young man, don't be rash..."

"Who are they?"

Ji Liushuang instinctively took a step back. She recognized Feng Yunhong's voice.

"You can refer to them collectively as 'seniors,' but whether they're highly respected is debatable."

The curses immediately doubled.

"Can... can you save them?"

Ji Liushuang seemed to understand Fu Qian's situation a little. She instinctively took another step back, then remembered the people still trapped in the blood pool.

Of the arrogant quintet, Huang Zhaoyan's trace was no longer visible, and only half of Yuan Xin's face was showing; he was on the verge of suffocating.

"No."

Fu Qian refused outright. The three people still standing had their eyes dim, and Yuan Xin struggled in despair.

"Do you want to come with me?"

"Are you sending me out?"

Ji Liushuang's previously dim eyes lit up instantly.

"No."

Fu Qian shook his head.

"I'll give you a chance to watch me leave."

The scenery shifted, and before long, the edge of the ruins was clearly in sight.

Ji Liushuang didn't know what she was feeling.

After Fu Qian said that, she didn't even feel angry and had actually followed him all the way out.

Perhaps she had been in despair for too long. Even if it wasn't herself, she wanted to witness something escaping from it.

She found a reason for herself.

The two walked one after the other, retracing their steps. Along the way, they even saw the hand monster that Li Weixuan had injured and several lush piles of hair.

But their reactions were very strange. They clearly spotted the two people but only watched from afar, not daring to approach at all.

It felt like a court audience!

Fu Qian marveled inwardly, knowing these creatures likely weren't afraid of him.

It was more probable that, as beings completely assimilated by the Furnace, they would also be unwilling to touch something like him, which the Furnace itself rejected.

The barrier was already close at hand.

The closer he got, the more Fu Qian felt waves of power struggling wildly within him.

His qi and blood flowing backward was nothing compared to it. His muscles and bones creaked, and the chaotic power made it almost impossible for him to walk. The howling in his head grew louder and louder.

"Stop it, you're truly insane..."

"Young man, don't be too arrogant..."

"Brother, you're still young, don't go down the path of self-abandonment..."

Fu Qian didn't respond at all. He controlled his body with an impassive face, walking step by step resolutely to the edge of the barrier and extending his right hand.

It felt like touching a layer of thick jelly. The previously indestructible, invisible barrier was now easily penetrated.

It really works!

Fu Qian blinked and looked back at Ji Liushuang.

She was staring intently at his right hand extended outside, her expression complex.

"Any last words?"

Last words?

Ji Liushuang was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head.

"Doesn't seem to have much meaning anymore, does it?"

"If what you say is true, then even if I tell you my dying words now, as soon as I leave, all information related to me will be erased."

"You're not stupid! Theoretically, that's exactly how it works, so the pressure is on you now."

Fu Qian looked at her.

"If you don't want to waste this opportunity, you need to think of dying words that I won't forget."

Dying words that won't be forgotten...

Ji Liushuang was stunned for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Do you know Silver Mist Manor?"

"I do."

Fu Qian nodded, frowning.

Although it was incredibly bizarre, he just knew.

The moment Ji Liushuang mentioned the place, a magnificent building bathed in sunlight naturally flooded Fu Qian's mind.

He was very sure that this was the place she was referring to.

But the problem is, I've never been there, and I'm not even from this world.

Fu Qian thought for a moment and guessed a possibility.

That is, his mind has been contaminated by the consciousness of other Transcendent beings, these are their memories.

In fact, since just now, his head has been filled with all sorts of chaotic images, all sorts of things.

Now it seems that the current form brings more than just physical instability!

This is not good. Fu Qian suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"On the easternmost side of Silver Mist Manor, there is a fir forest."

Seeing that Fu Qian actually knew, Ji Liushuang was overjoyed and quickly said.

"Beneath the fir trees grows a type of flower. This flower only blooms at night. In the moonlight, it's as white as frost, and when they bloom together, it's very beautiful. You can go and see it when you have time."

"There's a woman named Ji Xue who likes to take walks there at night. If you meet her, you can say hello for me."

"Understood, I'll take a look if I get the chance."

Looking at Ji Liushuang's pleading eyes, Fu Qian didn't ask what the relationship between this Ji Xue and her was, and nodded in agreement.

The next moment, his entire body was pressed against the barrier, and he squeezed out amidst countless wails and curses.

[Incomplete Soul State, Containment Failed]

Almost the instant he regained his freedom, a notification sounded in Fu Qian's ears.

It really didn't work!

Although he had a vague feeling that something was wrong when he discovered the memory confusion, facing it directly was still disheartening.

The meaning was clear: although his forceful fusion practice had caused a qualitative change and allowed his physical body to escape, his soul was damaged as a result, so it didn't count as a "complete" escape.

This mission must have OCD.

Intense pain surged, and Fu Qian looked down.

Patches of blood burst open all over his body, his skin was covered in faces contorted in pain, and his body was rapidly disintegrating.

Amidst the wails, the scene before him quickly shattered, and Fu Qian returned to the familiar warehouse.

[Mission Failed]

[Evaluation: Merciless Blood Arm]

[Kills: Zhao Ran]

[Special Kills: Feng Yunhong, Li Weixuan, Chi Shengsheng, Luo Binhai, Shui Jing, Grimwood, Belozov...]

[Special Kill Reward: Clear Dream]

[Special Kill Reward: Feast]

[Current Sanity Value: 55]

[Play Event Recap?]

After reading the series of summary messages, Fu Qian was stunned for a moment before realizing who Zhao Ran was—that unlucky killer!

As for the list of special kills, Fu Qian specifically scrolled down and counted. There were twenty-seven people.

Needless to say, this group was the Transcendent beings that Feng Yunhong had "eaten" over the years, the ones who had been spewing nonsense at him just now.

Feng Yunhong, by just beating them to low health without finishing them off, had actually gifted me two and a half god-like plays!