Chapter 2882 - 2877: Superfluous Wen and Rituals
Chapter 2882: Chapter 2877: Superfluous Wen and Rituals
This is why you shouldn’t consume supplements carelessly.
As a guiding party in the fall of the King of Ye Island, Fu Qian naturally remembers the traces of that encounter, and pays attention to them each time he visits.
Originally, it was a mass crushed within those limbs and claws.
Now he is certain that the same spot is conspicuously missing the mark.
The most reasonable explanation for this is that after Yasui’s struggles during this period, he was ultimately devoured by the Red Moon.
As for the King of Ye Island lying in wait and, after concealing himself for many days, successfully taking over another’s body?
This development sounds motivational enough, but don’t forget the recent case on the Archipelago.
Old Master Lu and Lord Kikuchi proved through personal experience that, in the end, the most probable outcome of enduring steadily to the last moment is still being refined.
In fact, the Red Moon has been continually showcasing its refining results beforehand.
Like gifting a seat of its own, like the armor embracing one’s body.
At the time, there was speculation that this "mother", who was so adept, might be utilizing the authority of the King of Ye Island, refining consensus or popular concepts into reality.
Even so, this scene before Fu Qian’s eyes still possesses additional research value.
That is to further confirm that even if ranked among the New Gods, death is unavoidable, and the Red Moon can indeed execute.
Superior Beings are notoriously difficult to kill. It has been witnessed more than once in past missions.
Even when cornered into desperation or when existence itself is crushed, there were always various tactics for lingering survival.
The God’s Burial Ground need not be mentioned; even Ancient Tyrants who were besieged and cruelly executed have later exhibited traces of personal will.
There have been some speculations before on how these feats were achieved.
Like the endpoint of the Cultivation paths once witnessed, traditional Superior Beings could deeply integrate their will with their essence, leaving an indelible mark.
In fact, Yasui’s previous bundled-up manifestation seemed to Fu Qian similar to such an expression.
If it’s not a concept-level entity, how tough must Yasui’s shell have been to remain whole in the Red Moon’s grip until it could finally be shattered?
Despite saying all this, one fact cannot be ignored.
That is, the supplements he thoughtlessly bought for "mom" seem to have caused issues.
Yasui’s absorbed abilities, combined with the rediscovered true name by the Red Moon, created this astonishing sweet home before their eyes.
"Tilani..."
"Tilani..."
More than three hundred Red Moons were murmuring, repeating that name.
"Thank you—"
Moreover, they sincerely thanked him while looking over.
This reaction further affirmed the previous speculation, that her transformation indeed had a direct connection with that singular call.
"But you shouldn’t call mom’s name directly."
Feeling quite pleased with this, the Red Moon even carefully reminded Fu Qian, as if saying it’s impolite to address an elder so.
...
Where did you, a Superior Being, learn all these social niceties?
At that moment, Fu Qian nearly struggled to hold himself together.
The Red Moon’s voice was warm and gentle, but its down-to-earth tone and demeanor made it easy to discern that this was the first time since establishing a "family" relationship that she was "scolding" him.
Could the role-playing be a bit too immersive?
From the perspective of the "mother" character, reminding the child like this was indeed reasonable.
Yet, in today’s age, many ordinary parents don’t mind such things anymore. For a transcendent entity like the Red Moon to emphasize this point was quite the contrast.
Normally, human ethics should be insignificant to your kind of group, right?
"Understood."
Luckily, Fu Qian doesn’t have the traditional rebellious streak, and he readily agreed, quietly waiting for the next instructions.
Strictly speaking, this was indeed not his usual style.
An apparently awakened Superior Being from ancient times?
Treating itself as both a biological and sociological descendant?
Imagine how many topics could be discussed, how many secrets unearthed?
Especially considering the person involved was a key participant in the Moon History Record.
Every potential for Mysticism’s significant opportunity seemed right before him — unfortunately, there were over a hundred related individuals present.
Not to mention the household issue; for a Superior Being who emphasizes uniqueness, this is an extremely dangerous signal in itself.
It’s also why at first glance, there was concern about whether the supplements had caused problems.
"Dear child... must be tired, right?"
Yet the Red Moon didn’t seem worried; instead, she cared for the "child" warmly.
"You’ve traveled to many places recently..."
"Got injured..."
With dozens upon hundreds of expressions of concern.
The Red Moons looking over expressed different statements, yet there was no sense of chaos.
They harmoniously echoed each other, collectively expressing concern for the child returning home late.
Indeed, watching continuously, right?
The injuries were from before; for Fu Qian regarding this Archipelago expedition, the change in the blood bar was barely noticeable.
Including when executing the Second Order Player, Sha Ming.
The seemingly daunting task was accomplished effortlessly, thanks to the additional suppression of the Heart Sealing Ring.
Admittedly, part of this ease was due to Sha Ming’s less than optimal condition.
Though he was indeed a true Second Phase player, the loss of the Transcription of Truth previously seemed to have affected him.
Otherwise, dealing with Yibu wouldn’t have required so much finesse.
So, calculating, the worst injuries were from the Inverted Lake.
In short, to Fu Qian, the Red Moon’s statement nearly confirmed her position as a "mother"—whether or not she appeared during the process—always watched him whenever possible.
"Actually, I’m feeling much better now, no need to worry."
Such profound care is undoubtedly both touching and intimidating.
Fortunately, Fu Qian was not dissatisfied with living under surveillance. He flexibly moved his left hand, demonstrating to "mother" that all his parts were intact.
"Sit down; you need to rest..."
Unfortunately, the Red Moon didn’t fully buy it, showing her belief in the idea: mom thinks you’re tired.
The closest Red Moon even stepped forward, holding Fu Qian’s left hand, suggesting he sit beside her.
...Is it certain?
This statement honestly had no fault, as there was indeed a chair on Half-step Moon, identical to the one placed on his side.
The problem was not just that someone was already seated there, precisely one of the three hundred Red Moons.
Even if squeezing to sit another is possible, theoretically once he sits, he will instantly return to the bookstore, right?
Given the current scenario, by then, to return again, it may require awaiting the next Burial Scroll.