Chapter 540: Chapter 540: Gladly Accepting_1 Chapter 540: Chapter 540: Gladly Accepting_1 Such an interesting existence, it seems to be able to conceptually distinguish between self and non-self.
Fu Qian looked up at the sky, making no attempt to hide his curiosity about the moonlight.
Next to him, Selana had stiffened as if turned into a stone sculpture.
She had considered numerous possibilities, but never once did she think it would be this kind of blinding trick.
That guy had already within that bizarre second, used incomprehensible means to remove the accumulated restraints from before.
And to make her believe he had lost the ability to resist, he employed an extremely simple method to fake a shadow on his skin.
Simple, but certainly not something that could be done easily!
Bear in mind, by the time she realized the trap had been sprung, she hadn’t wasted any time coming over.
This meant that the guy not only had to recognize the nature of the restraint immediately but also had to decisively give up on escaping and, instead, devise a trap, coming up with a series of strategies.
Even a bit slower, and his movements would have definitely been caught in her sight.
Even if she couldn’t handle him, she would never have fallen into such a passive situation.
Unfortunately, her understanding of Ancient Reminisce had instead made her take too much for granted and thus lowered her guard.
“There’s no use trying to stall for time any longer, you should be able to see that even if we keep this up, you’ll be the first to reach your limit.”
In the midst of pondering, Selana saw Fu Qian caressing the moonlight in his hands, giving her a glance.
Her thoughts pierced, Selana didn’t react much.
Having given up hope of escaping just before, she had indeed hoped to drag out the time as much as possible, allowing the restraining force on the opponent to accumulate, thereby looking for an opportunity.
In her judgement, no matter what, Fu Qian must be affected more deeply than herself.
However, after the exchange just now and realizing that this man had understood the mechanism of Ancient Reminisce, this idea was in fact no longer viable.
Indeed, at this very moment, her body had begun to show signs of stagnation.
In this place, the moonlight was everywhere, but the ubiquitous moonlight was not absolutely uniform anywhere.
Therefore, misalignment always exists, the only difference being the degree.
“It seems that you’ve thought it through, shall we go outside to continue?”
The changes in her emotions were obviously not missed by Fu Qian’s eyes.
“You probably don’t want Yuan Shan or someone else to accidentally stumble upon this scene, do you?”
“…Okay.”
Selana was persuaded in an instant.
And having reached a consensus, Fu Qian looked at her with curiosity, eager to see how she would free herself.
The next moment, Selana took a deep breath and then slowly crouched down, kneeling on one knee, assuming a specific pose.
As her right palm pushed upward, Fu Qian sensed instability beginning to manifest around them.
Could it be this simple, just adopting a pose?
This pose somewhat resembled begging for candy on one’s knees.
The instability quickly expanded as if attracted by something; the surrounding moonlight quickly converged and gathered, finally coalescing into a sphere in the shape of an eye in Selana’s palm.
With the light receding, the scenery around them had undergone a tremendous change.
Fu Qian discovered that he was no longer on the street outside the bookstore, but next to a bookshelf on the first floor, with bright sunlight shining in through the glass doors and windows.
“Thank you.”
Testing his mobility, all the sense of restraint on Fu Qian had disappeared; he nodded at Selana before him.
Barefooted, and still in the same form, her neck and everything below was tightly enwrapped by broad bat wings.
“Please, have a seat.”
Fu Qian plopped down casually and made a welcoming gesture with his hand.
Selana’s eyes, burning red, fixed on Fu Qian and she made no response for a while.
The opponent’s overly confident stance actually suppressed her urge to flee.
The creature’s performance just now was too savage, its fierce tentacles were something she still did not want to recall.
Not to mention the cage it had woven, which had nearly trapped her alive.
“May I take a look?”
Seeing Selana finally sit down reluctantly, Fu Qian pointed to the sphere in her hand.
This Transcendent artifact, known as Ancient Reminiscence, now looked dull and murky, filled with a deathly aura, as if it truly had been gouged from some creature.
…
After a few seconds of hesitation, Selana eventually handed over the object to Fu Qian’s request.
“So, the way to escape is to strike that strange pose, but what about activating it?”
Fu Qian toyed with the sphere in his hand.
“No special method is needed, just keep it under direct moonlight for ten minutes, and it will activate automatically.”
“After that, anyone who comes within a certain range will fall into the Illusion Realm created by the moonlight, so it usually needs to be stored away from light.”
“That’s quite convenient indeed!”
In response to Selana’s explanation, Fu Qian made a simple comment, but his mind recalled the scene of her kneeling on one knee, and he became wary.
Others might not know, but based on past experience, Fu Qian was well aware that one shouldn’t recklessly strike poses.
“Speaking of which, aside from you, does anyone from the Gulad Family know about the Abyssal Chronicle?”
As he mulled this over, Fu Qian switched the topic.
“As far as I know, no one else does.”
“Tyler definitely wanted to keep this affair under wraps, and had he not suffered a setback, he would have even tried to lie to me!”
A setback?
Fu Qian clicked his tongue.
“Forgive my bluntness, but dealing out harsh punishment to the young heirs directly, your family’s concern for the next generation doesn’t seem quite adequate, does it?”
Ha!
Caught off guard by Fu Qian’s words, Selana let out a cold snort after coming back to her senses.
“If it weren’t for the Chronicle, I couldn’t care less about such matters.”
“To me, he is nothing more than a stranger who happens to share my surname, nothing more.”
“Time is a cruel thing. In some families, you can see old timers from centuries ago getting along merrily with the younger generation.”
“There’s only one possible explanation for that–they have some direct or indirect mutual interest.”
“That makes some sense.”
Fu Qian acknowledged, finding Selana’s life lessons quite enlightening.
“In fact, you don’t have to have any extra worries. Although I don’t really deal with family affairs, I still know that they’ve issued strict orders against you.”
Seeing Fu Qian neither affirm nor deny, Selana continued.
“After Huang Zhixun left, there was reportedly a notification soon after, strictly forbidding any short-term provocations against you, and even from Gan Zuoxun’s side, all actions were halted, with full cooperation ensured.”
“To be honest, even I am somewhat surprised. This is completely out of character for them, which shows that someone is quite wary of you.”
“In fact, it is for this reason that Tyler was a bit defiant and consequently sought you out.”
I see.
“Thank you for your candor, you may go now.”
The next moment, Fu Qian offered to see her out, and unusually generously, he didn’t pursue her actions.
“Really?”
It was so simple to let her go that Selana was somewhat doubtful.
However, as she stood up, she found that Fu Qian was deftly spinning the sphere in his palm with no intention of returning it to its owner.