"My love, do not cast any more divinations! To be able to remain by your side for another eight hundred years, I am already content..."
After her initial panic, Zhao Lingyin quickly regained her usual tranquility. Her slender jade fingers combed through Shen Mo's disheveled hair, and with some heartache, she plucked away the dozens of white strands whose vitality had been utterly spent.
Shen Mo understood what she meant. She wished to damage her own cultivation so that she would not undergo the tribulation of attaining the Dao.
Her death calamity did not lie within the tribulation of attaining the Dao, yet it would arrive close on its heels. Although Shen Mo did not yet know exactly what was happening, he could be certain that the two were bound by an inseparable karmic connection.
So long as Zhao Lingyin did not attempt to break through into the Divine Bridge Realm, theoretically, this death calamity would never descend.
However, Origin Core Realm cultivators possessed only a thousand years of lifespan. Unlike those in the Divine Bridge Realm, whose essence, qi, and spirit remained at their peak until their lifespan was exhausted, even if she escaped this death calamity, her essence, qi, and spirit would slowly drain away with the passage of time. Her bodily functions would steadily decline, and she would gradually grow frail and aged until she finally died of old age when her lifespan ran out!
Shen Mo could not accept such an outcome either.
"The future lies in a murky chaos; it is therefore 'false.' Thus, even the mightiest True Immortal or the most formidable art of divination cannot calculate every last thing in the future." Shen Mo allowed Zhao Lingyin to tend to his hair. After calming himself, his thoughts raced like sparks from flint.
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