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

"So, you were after it from the beginning?"


Seeing Miyamoto fall silent as if stricken by a chill, Delin, who had been watching the drama unfold for quite some time, couldn't help but speak up.


Rationally he knew he shouldn't ask, but after the successive shocks, he really couldn't control his emotions.


"Of course, otherwise how would I have left bloodstains on it?"


"Did you intentionally injure yourself?"


"Yes, after all, I wasn't very certain at the time, and confirming it in front of a crowd would be somewhat troublesome."


So it turns out that his palm injury was intentional, just to get his blood on the Porcelain Doll to facilitate tracking it later.


He had planned to take advantage of the chaos to come in!


A sigh of indescribable frustration rose in Delin's heart.


From start to finish, they were all just being used.


Chapter 200: Porcelain Doll (18)_1