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It seemed like he had stumbled upon something extraordinary!
With the bizarre scene before him, coupled with Selana’s narration, Fu Qian’s mind instantly conjured up numerous images.
To insist that this Annalise before him was merely a namesake or a lookalike of the Progenitor of the Bloodline Clan would be too far-fetched.
But if not… from what Herbert implied, the Progenitor of the Bloodline Clan was originally just an ordinary person, a devotee of the moon, who then became a reincarnated spirit child?
If this information were true, the impact on the Bloodline Clan, who called themselves her descendants, would be immense.
In fact, Selana already seemed slightly bewildered.
“Don’t be confused…”
Prompted by Annalise’s remark, Herbert, after a long silence, finally spoke.
“In my heart, you have always been an entity of utmost nobility, and that is eternally unchanging.”
“I know…”
Faced with this rather bizarre statement, Annalise also sounded emotionally complex.
“The Ancestor… it can’t be.”
Amidst this seemingly oblivious conversation, the overwhelmed Selana couldn’t help but exclaim.
Regrettably, Fu Qian ignored her and walked forward by himself, taking a seat nearby to observe more closely.
It proved that Annalise and the other devotees outside were no different – completely unaware of Fu Qian and his presence.
From this position, the future Progenitor of the Bloodline Clan didn’t even appear to be twenty years old.
Green eyes and red lips, under a plain yet elegantly styled long dress, although her features were quite consistent with those of the statue, they presented a distinctly different impression.
At this moment, her face undoubtedly bore a complex expression.
Fu Qian could very much relate to this: I believe in myself… encountering such an event would confuse most people, let alone such devout believers.
“So… will you always serve me, Herbert?”
However, after a brief silence, Annalise, seemingly coming to terms with reality a bit, posed a strange question to the man who had relayed this divine message.
“…Of course, forever.”
He seemed to pause for a moment, but then replied with resolute tones.
“Very well…”
Annalise gave him a deep look.
“I’ll go out first.”
“Okay.”
Herbert, who had just been comforting her, seemed to sense some pressure, responding shortly before somewhat dazedly watching her leave.
“Do you think she is the Ancestor?”
At this moment, Selana couldn’t hold back anymore and came forward to ask.
“Do you think she isn’t?”
Fu Qian glanced at her, neither confirming nor denying, and smilingly asked in return.
“She can’t be!”
Selana said this somewhat through gritted teeth.
“Reasons, list the reasons why you think it’s impossible.”
Fu Qian chose not to directly refute her obsession but rather to guide her.
“The Ancestor is a born mythical being, the entire Bloodline Clan are her offspring.”
Selana’s tone visibly rose, but unfortunately, her confidence did not increase accordingly, sounding more like she was convincing herself.
“With all due respect, even the Ancestor’s statue authenticated by you doesn’t look much like you; the offspring narrative is indeed hard to believe.”
Fu Qian listened carefully and shook his head.
…
Selana was momentarily speechless.
At that time, Annalise had already left Herbert behind and was walking back the way they had come.
“In the legends, when was your Progenitor born?”
Taking this rare opportunity to explore historical secrets, Fu Qian naturally wouldn’t waste time helping Selana adjust her mood.
As he asked again, he patted her shoulder, signaling her to follow and continue admiring the glory of the almost Ancestors.
…
Selana seemed hesitant, but clearly she couldn’t find a reason to recoil, and reluctantly toughened up and followed.
“The Ancestor is one of the oldest Divine Beings of the Mythic Era… She once sheltered this world for a considerably long time, and thus the Blood Clan became a powerful race.”