Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Fu Qian looked at the excited man in front of him.


A white collar, a shirt and trousers with a coffee-colored robe—if he were holding a book, he'd be the spitting image of a priest.


From the reactions of the people around him, it was clear that this priest was quite prestigious here.


With his recent exclamation, Fu Qian felt the gazes on him turn fervently intense.


"Is it truly Dragon Feast? The Sequence that disappeared for decades?"


The lady in the trench coat looked at the priest, her expression gravely serious.


"Trust me, Baroness, there's no mistake—the Blue Circular Fine Scales, starting from the limbs and torso..."


"After so many years, finally, a Sequence has returned!"


The woman known as the Baroness took a deep breath.


"I think it's best if we verify it first, so we don't end up empty-handed and happy for nothing."


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