That Guy, Dead?!

There's no need to doubt anything else; this painting alone is enough to explain everything.

"This Tui Bei Tu isn't the one circulating online, but... is it only the part related to me?"

Lin·Purple Firmament suppressed her shock and looked back again.

It's still a diagram.

In the picture, it has become a woman.

But... a man's soul floats above her head!

It's Qi Zi·Fan!

Lin·Purple Firmament recognized them at a glance, and was even more terrified. "Who exactly are they...? How can they deduce these things with their meager cultivation?!"

"Even my master couldn't have predicted this!"

She was really scared.

Even Mo Daolin probably didn't realize this, right? Otherwise, he certainly wouldn't have done nothing!

But what about Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng?

How could they have deduced all of this more than a thousand years ago, without revealing their identities or even their faces? Who exactly were they?

Why do they possess such abilities?!

This is both incomprehensible and chilling!

The main problem is that the gap is just too big.

Even a Seventh Order Celestial Platform cannot see it face to face; each time they calculate, they can only see a corner of the future at most.

But what about these two?

According to Lin·Purple Firmament's speculation, the spiritual energy on Earth at that time was so scarce that it was extremely difficult for Nascent Soul Cultivator to emerge. Yet, they managed to deduce the biggest secret between themselves and Lin Fan across a thousand years!

How could she remain calm?!

Then, she turned the pages of the book again.

The already thin book was completely empty at this moment.

The second to last page...

The silhouette of a woman, squatting in front of a mound, covering her face, as if she were crying...

The painting is very simple, just outlined with lines, but it perfectly highlights the artistic conception it wants to convey.

Desolate...

desolate.

As if the woman were filled with unbearable sorrow and despair, the world itself seemed to turn gray...

"..."

Lin·Purple Firmament's heart skipped a beat, and at the same time, an inexplicable heartache made her almost forget to breathe.

"Impossible!"

She shouted in a low voice, and the sound exploded.

Rumble!

Inside the tomb chamber, a fierce wind suddenly howled, and some ancient artifacts shattered, but Lin·Purple Firmament seemed oblivious, staring intently at the painting before her, her teeth clenched.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Who is the person in the painting?

Although the face is not clearly visible, the previous two paintings have already explained everything!

If we follow this logic, and since the woman's soul wasn't floating above her head, then wasn't this woman actually herself?!

At the same time, that mound looked exactly like a solitary grave!

What does this mean?

Lin·Purple Firmament's face turned cold. At this moment, she was extremely flustered and could not believe the result she had guessed no matter what.

Because, if she wasn't mistaken, the glimpse of the future that the two had predicted was...

"That guy... is he gone?"

"All I can see is a lonely grave?"

"I even... buried him with my own hands?"

"No, that's impossible!"

"Impossible."

"I switch places with him every three days. With me cultivating in his place, no one on Earth can harm him!"

"When your cultivation reaches its peak, you will be able to traverse the endless universe, explore countless worlds, and meet me. At that time, given your status in the Purple Mansion..."

Lin·Purple Firmament kept muttering to herself, trying to convince herself that this was definitely not her future with that guy.

But even though Lin·Purple Firmament kept trying to convince herself, the impact of the painting on her was still too great, too great...

"That guy is so slippery, how could he possibly have died, and how could he possibly have been buried?"

Her heart pounded, her nose stung, and her eyes even welled up with tears without her realizing it.

Why is this happening?

Don't believe me?

She eventually believed it... part of it.

This is because Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, the creators of the Tui Bei Tu, have already discovered their deepest secret with that guy!

This secret was so secret that even a powerful figure like Mo Daolin couldn't uncover it.

This is enough to prove that they have real talent and skills...

So, is this painting really a representation of my future and that guy's future?

Tick-tock...

A single tear slipped down her cheek without her noticing.

It landed right on that mound in the painting...

Why... am I crying?

Lin·Purple Firmament looked bewildered and muttered to herself. Then, she gritted her teeth, as if in resentment. "If that guy is really dead, I won't have to travel with him anymore. I can focus on cultivating in the Cultivation World and no longer be troubled by other things..."

"This is something I've been looking forward to for so long, why am I crying?"

"I should be happy!"

She kept reminding herself that she should be happy, not sad or in tears.

But for some reason, the sadness in his eyes was so intense that it was hard to dispel.

"That guy..."

"That guy..."

For a long, long time.

Lin·Purple Firmament remained silent.

What exactly are my feelings for that guy? And what does that guy represent to me?

It's hard to explain, hard to define.

Reason told her that she should hate that guy, even want to strangle him with her own hands...

But for some reason, whenever she thought about that guy being buried, her heart ached so much that she could hardly breathe.

It was as if what was buried wasn't someone you hated, but someone most important to you...

"I... I've fallen for that guy?"

After all, they are people who have lived in modern cities.

Although in the past, when Qi Zixiao was in the Cultivation World, all he did was cultivate and he didn't understand anything else.

But now, influenced by numerous TV dramas, movies, novels and other works, Qi Zixiao has gradually come to understand some of the 'sayings'.

For example, love, liking...

What is love?

What is liking?

She didn't know.

When I found out that something was going to happen to that guy, I was heartbroken and couldn't breathe, I was anxious and panicked...

Is this what liking someone is?

"I would never fall for that guy!"

Suddenly, Lin·Purple Firmament gritted her teeth.

"Besides, I don't believe in any Tui Bei Tu!"

Good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years.

"That guy is a menace, a complete and utter menace. He even used my body to bathe more than once!"

"I don't believe he'll die. Even if he does, it'll be from old age!"

This moment.

Lin·Purple Firmament even wanted to immediately stop the Spiritual Qi Revival and make it a thing of the past!

because...

Lin Fan is currently invincible on Earth.

If he doesn't go out and Lin Fan doesn't cause trouble, no one can kill him. In that case, he can only grow old and die.

Can...

But upon further reflection, it still didn't work.

Die of old age?

Even if that painting is real, who knows how many years will pass before it's real?

If the Earth's Spiritual Qi Revival, that guy will also die, and might even die of old age faster.

Lin·Purple Firmament's heart panicked.

Things have gotten chaotic.

At this moment, she was at a loss. Although she had many thoughts, she couldn't make up her mind at all. She didn't know what to do or what to do.

Should we halt the Spiritual Qi Revival?

After much deliberation, she finally gave up.

"Life..."

Even fate can be broken!

She whispered, her eyes resolute, recovering from her panic, her expression cool and aloof. "I won't let you die."

She raised her right hand and gently placed it on her left chest, feeling the heartbeat—which she couldn't quite tell if it belonged to her or to that guy—for a long, long time.

"If one day, that guy really encounters danger and is in a situation where he is doomed."

"Even at the cost of everything, even if it means reversing time and space, I will..."

This moment.

Lin·Purple Firmament made a silent vow.

Have you fallen for that guy?

Or has she fallen in love with that guy?

Fart!

No, that's not true!

I just want to meet with him and talk everything out with him!

Before that, that guy absolutely cannot die, and is not allowed to die! But after I've met him, and settled all scores...

I don't care if he dies!

Yes, that's it!

Lin·Purple Firmament finally convinced herself.

Only then did she look at the last page of the ' Tui Bei Tu ' in her hand.

Fate is inescapable, my two fellow Daoists, take care.

Li Chunfeng Holmium

Yuan Tiangang

"Is destiny impossible to defy?"

Lin·Purple Firmament snorted coldly.

My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

She couldn't say such things; they were too childish, especially after reading them so many times in novels. She found it hard to say them again.

but...

"Go to hell with your life!"

She cursed, then continued, "Two incompetent Old Taoist Priest, spouting nonsense!"

"I'll prove you wrong one day!"

"Achoo!!!"

"Achoo!!!"

In a vast, boundless wilderness, there stands a thatched hut.

Inside the thatched hut, two Old Taoist sneezed in succession, then looked at each other in bewilderment...

"Who misses me?"

"That's clearly an insult!"

"Aren't you the same?"

The two exchanged playful banter, but soon they both started making hand gestures.

Then, both of them became serious.

"That fellow Daoist has already obtained the Tui Bei Tu that we left behind?!"

"It seems so."

"This sky... I wonder how much longer it can hold out."

"Alas! Even the two of us are gradually losing our way in predicting the future. There are too many variables, and an endless fog shrouds everything."

"Variables... Since the day the Empress ascended the throne, how many variables have we seen? But this time, it is truly hard to explain."

"Speaking of which, that one has gone to war again, hasn't he?"

"If a celestial dynasty truly wants to stand tall above the nine heavens and deter other celestial dynasties from invading, a great war is inevitable..."

"That person is always restless, which is normal. However, what about the Empress..."

Let nature take its course.

"Fine."

Boom!!!

The sound of war drums was many times more astonishing than the deafening roar of thunder.

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

Countless Black Armor Army stood tall in the sky, well-equipped, with resolute expressions, and their combat power was incomparably formidable and immeasurable.

They all roared, and then countless arrows, carrying terrifying streaks of light, transformed into a 'rain of arrows' and rushed into the distance...

Behind them, a black flag stood ten thousand feet tall!

Its edges are embroidered with a golden dragon, which is very lifelike.

In the center of the big flag, there is only a small seal character €�