Chapter 1034: Chapter 1032: Forced to Relax Chapter 1034: Chapter 1032: Forced to Relax The door was still there.
Indeed, as an entity capable of killing a New God, the Red Moon truly was powerful.
Fu Qian ran all the way without any obstacles, returning to the terrace once again.
At this moment, his physique could be called a perfect specimen of muscle.
The skin that had originally been stripped off was not so troublesome to regenerate, but the accumulated imbalance finally erupted, and even the Return Edict had some difficulty resisting it.
Struggling to maintain control, for the moment he could only ensure that nothing extra grew out.
However, these were minor details. The Divine contamination from the Blood Lake had largely been cleaned away with his recent actions.
Getting this done, the mission was a complete success.
Even if he didn’t want to go back in such a shocking state, he could rest a bit longer on the Half-step Moon–wait a second.
Just as Fu Qian was about to step through the door, he noticed a change.
Had the Tide stopped?
As when it had first appeared, the disorienting wash stilled in an instant, the flowing lights likewise ceased in a second, wandering scattered about as if nothing had happened.
The only change was that the ruins in front of him seemed to have withered a bit more.
He could now fully understand how Senior Lilianna had ended up in that state.
During these moments of reflection, Fu Qian, who had initially stepped forward, drew his foot back. He casually opened another door and sat down next to a large table.
He could recover just as well here.
The vast ruins were extremely silent, with the light dancing and drifting.
Flesh, hair, Bone Armor–his appearance slowly returned as seconds ticked away.
This time, Fu Qian did not wander around. Instead, he leaned there, listening to the sound of every fiber in his body stretching.
Senior Lilianna’s regrets had once mentioned that a spirit entity’s form cannot withstand the Tide, and it needs to be transformed into a physical entity.
Therefore, she most likely did not have this pleasure.
In fact, this was one of the reasons why Fu Qian had asked Old Master Xiumeng whether one could enter this place through the Mental World.
The second reason was Hushima Zhigui from the brain-eating mission.
As a Mortal, he had undoubtedly accomplished an incredible feat, through a similar category of Dreams.
Unfortunately, when faced with his sudden probing, Xiumeng’s reaction was quite firm, and his answers were watertight.
But this didn’t mean it was meaningless.
Fu Qian understood this confidence to mean that while it might have originally been a path, Xiumeng was very confident it had been blocked, and even a Demigod’s attempt would yield nothing.
But then, how to explain Hushima Zhigui’s situation?
Being contaminated was a very important point.
The person had likely established a connection with something here first and then entered through the Dream.
Whereas someone “clean” in the eyes of Old Master Xiumeng, like himself, would not have such an encounter.
Besides these, there was another brutal piece of information about the entrance–the Sea of Ashes might have a way in and out of here.
Otherwise, it was hard to explain why two portions of previously nonexistent Divine Traits suddenly appeared.
But this was still only a possibility.
Slowly sifting through the gains of this trip, some time later, Fu Qian looked down at himself.
The visible damage had been healed, the contamination almost completely cleared, and there was even a layer of Bone Armor on his skin.
But the massive consumption and the instability caused by the imbalance still needed a little time to clear away.
In any case, the trip could be considered a complete success, and it was time to go.
Rubbing the White Ring that had reappeared on his finger, Fu Qian stood up and stepped through the door.
Returning to the Clear Dream Ring, Fu Qian immediately felt a gaze upon him.
Not surprising, doing this on the Half-step Moon, the Red Moon itself had access to the Clear Dream Ring, not to mention that after he left, it was almost entirely sustaining it.
Although attentive, this time the Red Moon did not speak, nor did it comment on his dangerous actions.
The next moment, the phantom ruins disappeared like a bubble, and a familiar-looking door appeared out of thin air.
Looking at the slightly familiar design, Fu Qian pushed it open, and to his astonishment, he saw his own laboratory.
Was this a hint that he could leave now?
Waving his hand in greeting, Fu Qian readily accepted the suggestion.
Compared to when he left, the tower had darkened much too much.
He had rested a bit too long, and it was already night.
This was not a bad thing, though; his current appearance would still be somewhat attention-grabbing if he went out now.
As the thought arose, Fu Qian realized that the brightness of the light in front of him was increasing rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, everything was enveloped in a bright crimson light.
The Red Moon finally shone over the Academy.
He’d noticed his own change in state just now, though he said nothing. Did he choose to observe in this way?
Feeling the moonlight that seemed to gently soothe him, Fu Qian was momentarily uncertain what to make of it.
It wasn’t that he was worried about causing himself trouble.
As long as it didn’t act up while Xiumeng was verifying, there could be many possible reasons, not to mention he was now officially recognized as a good citizen.
But still, being “stared” at so seriously made it seem like it wouldn’t be good to misbehave following this.
The Red Moon’s state made Its reactions a bit unpredictable.
If he made too big a move and It overreacted with a descent of a deity or something, Professor Lanaya’s nightlife might be ruined.
Nevermind!
Faced with this unexpected twist, Fu Qian pondered for a moment and decided the evening was right for living the night life that befits one of the academic elite.
Quickly making up his mind, Fu Qian didn’t even inspect the other parts of the laboratory, but after a quick handling of the Bone Armor on his body, he directly left through the door.
He still remembered the last time he roamed the Academy at night, when he became the Terminator to send Professor Ian on his way.
The Academy at night was rather quiet, but Fu Qian quickly found a familiar path and walked it in reverse.
Leaving the Academy, it didn’t take long for the crowds to thicken and Fu Qian even spotted what seemed to be the place where he had appeared as the Terminator.
Sadly, this time he didn’t see the Knight and his girlfriend–wait, something more familiar!
The next moment, a figure hurried out of an alley, and after taking a couple of steps, paused and slowly turned around.
“How are you here?”
Looking up and down at Fu Qian, Lanaya asked somewhat incredulously.
“Nightlife.”
After his concise reply, Fu Qian inquired casually.
“Going to rest so early?”
“I wish I didn’t have to… Everything was fine, who knew this would happen.”
Lanaya looked up at the Red Moon in the sky, instantly filled with grievances.
“It makes me feel like something’s going to happen; I need to keep an eye on things.”
“I just came from there; what could possibly happen? Come on, let’s have a drink.”
Fu Qian casually agreed, his tone utterly relaxed.
“…Alright.”
That demeanor seemed to have an inexplicable persuasiveness, and Lanaya was convinced after a brief struggle.