Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1509 - 1504: Human Pillars (13)



Chapter 1509: Chapter 1504: Human Pillars (13)

"What is this thing..."

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Even though there was mental preparation, the scene behind the door still elicited an involuntary exclamation from Demigod Aike.

The space wasn’t particularly large, and the curtains were drawn quite tightly, with the luxurious decorations on the ceiling, it looked like a square treasure box at first glance.

However, at this moment inside this treasure box, almost every inch of the floor was drenched in thick red.

Amidst the flow, there were even mold-like grey-white growths eroding away all luster.

And on the blood-soaked luxurious carpet, adult-sized bodies were curled up neatly there.

Or rather, they were adults.

At a glance, Fu Qian could easily recognize a human face on each body.

The sobbing sounds were coming from each face.

"It seems we’ve found the right place, it’s quite clear this is an infant room."

Observing quickly, Fu Qian casually answered Aike’s question.

"But I don’t see any infants..."

The other three didn’t seem to disagree much, but Aike, having his question answered, was stimulated by the scene and wanted to say something.

"Yes, but we have cradles."

Staring at the ground unperturbed, Fu Qian seemed indifferent.

"A lot of cradles."

...

Indeed, the human bodies arranged neatly on the floor grasped their legs with their hands, twisting themselves into the shape of a cradle, using their soft abdomen as the cradle’s base.

Unfortunately, almost every cradle’s abdomen had been scooped out, the warmer abdominal cavity taking on this role.

The flowing thick blood plasma was pouring out from them.

Even the grey-white threads were spreading in reverse.

"They are almost all from the Larea family, their distinctive faces are quite recognizable, some I even know."

At this moment, Lady Ji Ning spoke softly next to them.

Compared to Aike, her emotions seemed calmer, sounding more familiar with this ancient royal family.

"This Larea family seems to... have severe aging issues."

Fu Qian didn’t miss the appearance features, easily drawing similar conclusions, but at the same time, he focused on another point.

The material of the cradles included both men and women, but there wasn’t a single young face at first glance.

"Indeed, but not that severe, some of them seem to have undergone rapid aging."

Ji Ning shook her head slightly.

"Just like Em House Palace."

...

"That indeed makes more sense."

Without doubting Madam Ji Ning’s words, Fu Qian bent over the next moment, using half of a hanger he picked up nearby to stir the blood pool.

The grey-white "threads" instantly became chaotic, resembling a tangled mess of hair.

"If this belongs to that little friend, hair loss would be quite severe..."

It was easy to discern it was indeed like hair, and with a sigh, Fu Qian raised his head, finding himself the center of attention.

Unnoticed, the sobbing had almost faded away, the intruders had clearly caught the attention of the cradles.

Since placed directly on the ground, the numerous heads first looked at Fu Qian, who squatted with the smallest height difference, but then quickly turned upward.

As the faces initially brimming with sadness turned vicious almost instantaneously.

Unfortunately, before the sobbing turned into screaming, a dark gleam swept over them and condensed the emitted discordant sounds into a tune.

Mr. Li Sr. certainly held true to his word, directly taking action.

And though his hand held a mass-produced mysterious weapon, far from worthy of his identity, it showed no sign of any awkwardness.

The speed wasn’t exceptionally fast, to the point where each movement could be seen clearly.

Short handles, curved blades, and each short spike, as if rehearsed thousands of times, smoothly destroyed each head they passed with unmatched fluency, using no extra force.

Indeed, the sense of sophistication differed, this technique seemed higher end than that Demigod of Swordsmanship Department at the public judgment meeting.

Having never doubted the old man’s action, Fu Qian didn’t miss the chance, appreciating the scene thoroughly, even sighing again at the difference in viewing experience.

In comparison, the Heaven’s Commencement Institute was exceedingly vulgar.

...

In just a breath, the infant room returned to silence.

As the heads shattered, the cradles’ movements ceased instantly, even their shapes couldn’t be maintained.

Moreover, the yellow-white fluid that flowed out spread everywhere, adding a touch of liveliness to the oppressive dark red — except for one spot.

Amidst all the bloodshed, one cradle was deliberately avoided, even now it had started sobbing again.

And this differential treatment seemed valid at first glance, because it was the only cradle whose abdominal cavity remained intact.

Even the appearance on the head seemed less aged in comparison.

"Luyi?"

Without waiting for a summon, Lady Ji Ning, stepping through the blood pool to approach after a careful examination, looked at Li He with questioning eyes.

"It should be, if I recall correctly, although not high ranking, he is very proficient in purification."

The latter nodded gently.

His words clearly insinuated something, causing Aike, who was observing at the side, to seem to realize something, murmuring to himself.

"I also didn’t see him at the banquet..."

"Maybe I could try waking him up, let him explain where he has been and what he did."

Confirmed that her judgment was correct, Lady Ji Ning proposed her plan directly.

"You can try, but don’t force it."

Having left the only unprocessed one, Li He’s intention was clear, but he gave no pressure while agreeing.

"It should be fine, as a Transcendent, his mental resistance is likely to be quite strong."

When it came to important matters, Lady Ji Ning was also fairly decisive, speaking as she approached, a faint light gathering at her fingertips, rapidly becoming unstable.

Boom...

Though soundless, when her fingertips touched Luyi’s brow, Fu Qian seemed to see waves炸of the soul bursting, as if they were about to leave the body amid the agitation.

Ugh—

The sobbing stopped abruptly, accompanied by a strange convulsion of the body.

As if awoken from some nightmare, Luyi let out a suppressed snarl from his throat momentarily, abruptly opening his eyes.

Then, upon seeing the bizarre shape of his own body, let out an even raspier growl.

"Alright, Luyi, time is precious."

Fully understanding this feeling, unfortunately, Mr. Li Sr. didn’t give Luyi any time to adjust his mood, directly calling his name.

"First, you are safe, then tell us how you ended up like this."

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