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

"Really? No wonder I felt an instant connection when I saw this watch."


In the bedroom filled with the scent of incense, Fu Qian, impressed by Reginald's principles, marveled but did not rush to accept the item. Instead, he turned to glance at Amila.


The latter's expression was slightly solemn.


Compared to before when deciding whether to have "more," her stance seemed reversed with Reginald's.


"If I take it, is there anything else I need to do?"


Fu Qian maintained his smile, asking a question.


"…What you need to do has nothing to do with whether you take this or not."


Amila remained silent for several seconds, finally shaking her head slowly under the combined scrutiny of Fu Qian and Reginald.


"We will report the recent events as quickly as possible to get the Sect's higher-ups' opinion."


"But regardless, considering your final behavior, there will certainly be more things requiring your cooperation in the future."


Chapter 1253: Dark Moon Gospel