Chapter 1147: Chapter 1145: Colorful Wei
Is this the Shattered Crownâs response to a violent intruder like me?
Jingjing observed the extraordinary scene before her, and Fu Qian sighed inwardly.
The singing continued to reach her ears, sounding increasingly unpleasant at this distance.
But she would have to meet the singer no matter what.
This was the entity she managed to confront after a series of violent maneuvers since entering the Shattered Crown.
Less than a minute after crushing the Fishmanâs skull, this song emerged; to Fu Qian, the timing seemed excessively coincidental.
Whether it was well-intentioned or malicious was hard to say, but if this response was due to her actions, it almost certainly meant one thingâthe singer can perceive events happening far in other fragment seas.
In other words, compared to other beings, they have an extraordinary perception of the Shattered Crown.
If there was indeed a way out, the singer would likely know of it with greater probability.
Of course, that wasnât what Fu Qian was concerned about.
With such transcendent insight, how could the singer not sense the anomaly she brought?
A probe far more sensitive, that would be the valuable discovery for herself.
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Consistently watching Fu Qianâs face, unfortunately without his signal, even slowing down seemed too daring for the Poacher Group.
In the blink of an eye, the ship swiftly approached the unique Floating Island.
At this distance, the clear patterns on the immobile leaves were very visible.
âAre we going in?â
The next moment, seeing Fu Qian stand up without hesitation, Rachel hesitantly asked.
It was clear that she was quite nervous about this strange place.
âItâs me whoâs going in.â
Fu Qian shook his head, slightly correcting her phrasing.
âJust you? ButâŠâ
Rachel, who wasnât interested in endangering herself, was somewhat anxious when she realized her companion intended to act alone. She glanced at Lann unintentionally, halting her speech.
It was clear that as a criminal accomplice, she knew all too well the style of these people.
No matter how scared they seemed now, they wouldnât hesitate to stab her in the back given the chance.
Of course, if Mr. Fang left, they wouldnât need to stab her in the back to deal with her.
âYes, Iâm in a rush.â
Unfortunately, the next moment, his response left Rachel, who had resolved to brave the dangers together, at a loss for words.
His decision to act alone wasnât because he considered the place dangerous, but because he saw her as a burden.
âAre you worried theyâll be unkind to you if I go?â
But just as she felt despair, Mr. Fang bluntly addressed her very concern.
âNot at allâŠâ
âRachel, you worry too muchâŠâ
âAfter losing so many, fighting among ourselves, how could we be that foolishâŠâ
With these words, including Lann, the group hurriedly expressed their stance.
âIt sounds very sincere.â
Fu Qian commented.
Do you actually believe this nonsense?
Rachel didnât know what to say for a moment.
âDonât worry, Captain Lann wonât be so foolish until my death is confirmed.â
Amidst her hesitation, the man had already jumped from the speeding ship and headed straight for the Floating Island.
However, this last sentence made Lann stiffen.
The meaning was quite clear: he did not trust these peopleâs promises at all; what he believed in was his own ability to strategize.
In fact, this was the truth. It seemed that Mr. Fang did not have much connection with Rachel and probably wouldnât care if she died, but Lann definitely wouldnât dare take that bet.
Unless he was dead.
Slowly slowing down the ship, Captain Lann watched the bargain-rate passenger swiftly disappear into the thick forest and turned his head to glance at the remaining crew, suddenly realizing that upon reaching this point, he had no idea what to do next.
Even including the one who left, he didnât know whether he wished him success or failure.
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Thereâs even a river in the middle of the island, broad enough to allow that ship to come through.
At this moment, Fu Qian, soaring through his steps, was commenting on the scenery he encountered along the way.
He didnât worry at all about what the group behind him would do next.
Having come this far, no matter how much internal struggle they had, itâd be impossible not to come in.
The ship loaded with materials â how could they easily cast it aside?
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Itâs practically a pilgrimage path.
The Floating Island was vast, but it still wasnât enough to challenge Fu Qianâs speed.
Soon, he approached the source of the sound.
And for the latter part of the journey, he was almost following the riverbank.
The river wasnât perfectly straight, but its width was consistent, meandering towards the center of the island.
And along the way, a certain speculation was confirmed once again â this island at first glance bursting with life was still devoid of any living creatures.
He arrived.
The next moment, Fu Qian stopped in his tracks, and the scene before him opened up.
Behind a particularly towering âforestâ was a rather large lake.
The same grayish-white water, so tranquil there wasnât a single ripple.
On the opposite side of the lake stood a rugged cliff face.
From near this spot, the singing had completely ceased, yet this did not prevent Fu Qian from pinpointing a certain location behind the cliffs.
What an unusual feeling!
Following the lakeâs edge, passing step by step through the gray-white woodland, Fu Qian watched the landscape emerge bit by bit from behind the cliff.
There was a sizeable cave there, grander than the one Lady Li Min had found.
But that wasnât what Fu Qian meant by unusual.
Right now, there was something inside, a being of the Transcendent realm.
But even he couldnât discern its Ranking; even its presence was blurry in his senses.
This rare situation was also a sign of danger.
Fu Qian felt reassured by this, his steps not hesitant in the least.
The next moment, an object shaped like a sparkling tail gradually appeared in his field of vision.
A mermaid lying there asleep?
Except isnât that tail a bit too long?
Fu Qian assessed the dazzling scene within the gray-white waters.
That sparkling length was clearly distinct from both Fishmen and Mermaids.
Completely crystalline, even without fins, it resembled beads strung together rather than a fish tail.
Its length was exaggerated, stretching into the cave and disappearing around a corner without any sign of the upper body.
But there was no doubt, the song just now had come from inside.
âHello there!â
Taking steps across the water, Fu Qian politely greeted.
No response, not even a flick from the tail.
âSorry for intruding, I actually just have a question to ask.â
Unperturbed, Fu Qian continued with a friendly tone.
âWhere can I collect the mental distress compensation for listening to the song just now?â
âGo back⊠this place wasnât prepared for you.â
This time, a voice finally came from inside the cave.
To be fair, the voice speaking was much more pleasant than the singing.
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