Chapter 535 Defeating the Supreme Demon Lord with the Power of Love And a Very Large Sword
Chapter 535: Chapter 535 Defeating the Supreme Demon Lord with the Power of Love And a Very Large Sword
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Daoist Thunder Emperor noticed the change at once.
His heart skipped a beat.
"What is it, Master Lin Feng?"
The old man looked toward his disciple before returning his attention to Lin Feng.
"Is there something wrong with Qing’er?"
For a moment, Lin Feng remained silent. His gaze never left Bai Qing.
The silence itself was enough to make both master and disciple uneasy. Finally, Lin Feng nodded.
"There is."
The old man’s expression became serious.
Bai Qing also felt a strange sense of dread rise within her heart.
"What is it?" Daoist Thunder Emperor asked.
Lin Feng sighed softly.
"Senior Thunder Emperor, your disciple’s condition is far more serious than she realizes."
The old man frowned.
"What condition?"
Lin Feng looked directly into Bai Qing’s eyes.
Then he spoke words that neither master nor disciple had expected.
"Your disciple..."
"She is going to die soon."
The pavilion instantly fell silent. Even the breeze seemed to stop.
Bai Qing stared at Lin Feng in disbelief. For a moment, she wondered if she had misheard him.
She was a mere eighteen years old, a youth who had already ascended to the Spirit Severing realm and secured a lifespan exceeding ten millennia.
Backed by a master at the Peak Divine Tribulation realm, a powerhouse of millions of years and her future should have been boundless.
Instead, Lin Feng’s curse had just condemned her to a premature grave and an early death.
Then anger surged within her.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
She stood up abruptly.
"I am perfectly healthy! My cultivation is progressing smoothly! My body has never felt better!"
The young woman could not help feeling offended.
The first thing this man said after meeting her was that she was about to die?
Anyone would be furious.
However, Daoist Thunder Emperor did not react immediately.
Instead, his face became extremely grave.
He knew that someone of Lin Feng’s status would not casually make such a statement.
Especially not during their first meeting.
"Master Lin Feng," he said slowly, "may I ask what exactly you have seen?"
Lin Feng did not answer immediately. His eyes remained fixed on Bai Qing.
"You have been suffering from nightmares recently."
Bai Qing froze.
"You wake up at midnight covered in cold sweat."
Her pupils contracted.
"You occasionally hear whispers that no one else can hear."
The color drained from her face.
"And three days ago, while cultivating, you briefly felt a sharp pain in your chest. It lasted only a breath, so you dismissed it as a minor issue."
Bai Qing’s body trembled. Nobody knew about those things. Not even her master.
She had deliberately concealed them because she thought they were insignificant.
Yet Lin Feng had described every detail perfectly. The chamber became deathly quiet.
Daoist Thunder Emperor’s expression darkened.
He immediately turned toward his disciple.
"Qing’er."
The old man’s voice was calm, but it carried immense pressure.
"Is everything he said true?"
Bai Qing hesitated. Then she slowly nodded.
"Y-Yes..."
The old master felt his heart sink.
If even he had failed to notice something wrong, then the problem was likely far more terrifying than he had imagined.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng calmly lifted his teacup.
His next words caused both of their hearts to shake.
"You are not sick."
"You are not injured."
"And you are certainly not suffering from cultivation deviation."
He placed the cup down.
A crisp sound echoed through the silent room.
"You have been marked."
The temperature in the pavilion seemed to drop several degrees.
Daoist Thunder Emperor’s eyes narrowed.
"Marked?"
Lin Feng nodded.
"By something that wants your disciple dead."
For the first time since arriving, genuine fear appeared in Bai Qing’s beautiful eyes.
"Is this true, Master? Am I really going to die?"
Bai Qing’s voice trembled as she turned toward her old master.
Her beautiful face had gone pale, and disbelief filled her eyes.
She could not accept it.
She was still so young. She had not even experienced half of what life had to offer.
Since childhood, all she had done was cultivate with relentless determination.
While others enjoyed their youth, made friends, explored the world, and pursued their dreams, she had spent countless days and nights training.
Everyone in her clan knew she was special. Her family knew it. Her elders knew it.
She was a cultivation prodigy, a talent that appeared perhaps once in a trillion people.
Countless resources had been poured into her growth.
Everywhere she went, people praised her future and spoke of the heights she would one day reach.
Yet now she was being told that she would die?
How could she accept such a fate?
Daoist Thunder Emperor did not answer immediately.
His expression became solemn as he slowly closed his eyes.
When they opened again, they shone with a brilliant golden radiance.
Ancient runes flickered within his pupils as he activated one of his most powerful divine arts, attempting to peer into Bai Qing’s destiny and uncover the truth.
The room fell silent. Even Bai Qing held her breath.
The golden light in Daoist Thunder Emperor’s eyes grew brighter and brighter as he looked upon his disciple.
Invisible strands of karma, fate, and destiny appeared before his vision.
Yet no matter how hard he searched, he could not find any sign of her impending demise.
A dozen breaths passed. Finally, the golden light faded.
He slowly closed his eyes before opening them once more.
They had returned to their normal appearance.
A trace of confusion appeared on his aged face.
"I cannot see it," he admitted quietly.
Bai Qing’s heart sank.
Even her master could not find an answer.
At that moment, Lin Feng smiled faintly.
"Let me help you see."
His voice was calm and confident.
Before either master or disciple could react, Lin Feng casually waved a hand.
Ding!
A clear sound echoed through the room.
The surroundings instantly changed.
The entire room was dyed in strange colors as countless streams of mysterious energy appeared in the air.