Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 407: Chapter 407: Sea of Ashes_1

It must be said that Huang Zhixun’s ability to stay cool-headed was quite fast.

He silently stood up and surveyed the room, his gaze lingering for a few seconds on Fu Qian.

Realizing that the situation was beyond salvage, he didn’t even throw any resentful glances; instead, he just shut up and left without a word.

In the cover of night, his slender figure actually held a touch of desolation.

Fu Qian remained seated, calmly watching the man walk away.

He was not one for pointless sympathies.

From that man’s attitude just now, one could imagine what his fate would’ve been had he fallen into Fu Qian’s hands.

In some ways, Huang Zhixun should thank the Night Watchman, for without the public’s eyes, Fu Qian couldn’t guarantee he wouldn’t have gone overboard in self-defense.

…

Having left with his tail between his legs, the room once again fell silent.

Yuan Shan quietly pulled back her gaze and turned to look at Fu Qian.

“Well done,” she said.

The next moment, her face broke into a smile, her serious expression melting away.

“That goes without saying,” Fu Qian replied, never one to be humble when it came to compliments.

“I’ll handle the aftermath. You don’t need to make any new moves for now,” she continued.

“You still want me to make new moves?” Fu Qian asked, obviously surprised.

“That’ll cost extra.”

“…I don’t need reminding,” Fu Qian retorted, leaving Yuan Shan momentarily speechless, before she laughed and shook her head.

“I just received a report. We’ve made progress on the location you’re looking for.”

“So soon?”

Fu Qian was now the one surprised.

To be honest, he didn’t think his star map was all that precise.

Plus, due to the lack of reference points, searching was supposed to be a lengthy process.

“I told them the person who finds it will get a week of paid leave as a reward,” Yuan Shan said proudly.

“I see, heavy rewards bring out brave ones,” Fu Qian remarked, smiling wryly.

“Don’t waste any more time, follow me,” Yuan Shan commanded as she stood up and glanced to the side.

“Wen Li, you come with us.”

It was clear the two were quite familiar with each other.

…

“This time, I must say you’ve given me a pleasant surprise,” Yuan Shan said while leading the way, her tone clearly more relaxed.

“This will make things much easier to handle from here on. Of course, just to be safe, I’ll still have professionals come to take a look.”

“Speaking of which, do you think there’s a problem with Gan Zuoxun?” she asked.

“A ninety-nine percent chance that there’s no problem,” Fu Qian replied.

“Hmm,” Yuan Shan murmured in agreement with Fu Qian’s assessment.

“I wasn’t quite sure before, but Huang Zhixun’s reaction just now confirmed quite a bit for me.”

“Gan Zuoxun’s got guts, using such a risky move.”

“Look at it from another angle, pushing a new market official to this point clearly shows that someone is very influential.”

“The Night Watchmen have their own jurisdiction, and can’t always get involved in everything conveniently,” Yuan Shan explained, seemingly aware of what Fu Qian meant, as she sighed.

“But with the way you threw him the ‘gun,’ I don’t mind helping him out a bit.”

“As for the Gulad Corporation, I will arrange a very serious investigation, ensuring that they’ll know their limits for a considerable time to come.”

“Rest assured, they won’t have the energy to trouble you,” she assured him.

“I’ve never been worried about that,” Fu Qian replied, his attention on a different matter.

“You don’t seem to like Huang Zhixun much, do you?”

“…Technically I shouldn’t give an overly biased answer,” Yuan Shan said with a smile.

“But him becoming the youngest demigod is not a situation I wanted to see,” she admitted, while giving Fu Qian a glance.

Actually, if we’re talking about age, this person was excessively young, so much so that Yuan Shan simply couldn’t believe anything in Fu Qian’s file besides his name.

“Are you perhaps worrying too much?”

“Of course, I know Huang Zhixun has no hope of a breakthrough at the moment, but that’s exactly why he has become more aggressive,” Yuan Shan explained immediately, grasping the implications of Fu Qian’s concerns.

“He’s so close to the Gulad Family because they might possess a method useful for his promotion.”

“And the price he’d have to pay to exchange for such resources makes me feel that it’s not good for him to continue staying in Shangjing.”

“I see.”

“But now that things have turned out this way, not to mention their mutual suspicions, once Huang Zhixun leaves Shangjing, he basically won’t have enough bargaining chips to exchange for what he wants.”

“Nevertheless, no matter what, you have now made two more enemies. Even if they don’t dare to do anything to you now, you should still be cautious moving forward… Alright, we’re here.”

As they spoke, the three of them had arrived at their destination.

Pushing the door open and entering, Fu Qian recognized the place; it was the archives of the Night Watchmen Base.

At that moment, there was someone in the room eagerly awaiting their arrival, whose eyes lit up as the three walked in.

A week’s vacation was indeed very tempting.

“I’ve compared and reviewed the star charts multiple times and determined several possible locations,” said one of the rather young staff members as he stepped forward, pushed up his glasses, and handed over a stack of printed photos.

“To avoid any interference, I didn’t make any annotations other than the numbering.”

“You can try to see which one looks closer to the scene you’ve seen before.”

The staffer had done his work meticulously and thoughtfully.

“Thank you.”

Fu Qian took the photos with polite gratitude, flipping through them one by one.

For a moment, the surroundings became very quiet, everyone held their breath, not wanting to disturb Fu Qian’s train of thought.

The bespectacled brother watched intently, his paid vacation hanging in the balance.

After a few minutes, having looked through them once, Fu Qian picked out one of the photos.

“Where is this?”

“This…”

The bespectacled brother glanced at the number, then looked up at Yuan Shan.

“Depths of the Sea of Ashes.”

…

“The Sea of Ashes?”

Yuan Shan’s expression momentarily grew somber.

“What exactly are you trying to find? That place is very unsafe!”

“Good question, but unfortunately, I also don’t know what I’m looking for,” Fu Qian blinked.

“Very dangerous?”

“Very dangerous! The Sea of Ashes is essentially one of the most dangerous types of Forbidden Areas, with even a Demigod having fallen there.”

“Understood, please help me gather more information.”

Fu Qian nodded earnestly in agreement.

“And about the information of that fallen predecessor.”

“…Give it to him,” Yuan Shan conceded, well aware of Fu Qian’s personality and not attempting to persuade him further.

…

Having obtained what he wanted, Fu Qian quickly left the Night Watchmen Base.

It had to be said, the smooth progress of events was a pleasant surprise.

The Sea of Ashes sounded like a dangerous place, but the chance to find information about that “predecessor” was worth a look, no matter what.

“Are you still not feeling well?”

Beneath the moonlight, as the two walked side by side, Wen Li broke the silence, looking over with concern.

“Indeed, a bit.”

Fu Qian didn’t deny it.

The Discoloration State was to last 24 hours, and it would take quite some time to dissipate.

Furthermore, Fu Qian had discovered that advancing to Demigod offered no relief from this condition.

“Do you want…me to sing for you?”

Sing?

Wen Li’s suggestion made Fu Qian involuntarily look up.

“I recently discovered while practicing that when combined with the right tune, the effects of the Kaleidoscope seem to be even better,” said Wen Li, her eyes sparkling and her demeanor a bit shy.

“Sure.”

(End of Volume Two)