The Sage

Zhang Shaoqin's body was stiff, still carrying a trace of coldness.

His pulse was still beating faintly.

"He was contaminated by the Ice Coffin. It has been three years.

He was already nine years old; he just looked younger."

Hearing Zhang Daolin's words, Lin Chao froze for a moment.

He really wanted to ask: How old are you, sir?

Zhang Daolin looked to be under twenty, didn't he?

Of course, he did not say it aloud.

Lin Chao placed his hand on Zhang Shaoqin's body.

He closed his eyes.

Zhang Daolin watched this without saying a word.

He did not understand what Lin Ping was doing.

Nor did he know why he had handed his child over to Lin Ping.

With his hand touching Zhang Shaoqin's body, Lin Chao kept his eyes tightly shut.

He sensed that heaven and earth changed at that moment.

The world before him turned into a land of ice and snow.

It was cold, bone-chillingly cold.

The gale howled. It felt as if licking an iron post outside with his tongue would leave a salty-sweet taste in his mouth.

"I'm so cold..."

"I'm so cold..."

"Who will hold me..."

Eerie whispers lingered endlessly, like the sounds of demons.

This was the contamination of an extraordinary treasure!

This contamination was spiritual contamination.

Yet matter determined consciousness, and consciousness in turn acted upon matter.

When one's mind was contaminated and one truly felt cold, one might really freeze to death.

Many people had sunk into it and ultimately died.

It was said that someone had once conducted an experiment.

They blindfolded a person, made a cut on his wrist, and told him they were draining his blood.

In truth, no blood was drawn.

Yet the blindfolded person's bodily functions developed symptoms of excessive blood loss.

This experiment was questionable, since Lin Chao had only heard of it.

In Lin Chao's view, the contamination of extraordinary treasures was spiritual.

However, this spiritual contamination was far too powerful.

Or rather, the spirits of these extraordinary treasures far surpassed ordinary humans.

No human could possibly resist such spiritual contamination.

Lin Chao was different.

Watching this scene, the corner of his lips curled into a smile.

"You aren't cold."

"You're very hot."

"You even feel a little like taking off your clothes and running naked around Blue Star."

Lin Chao's words rang out like thunder.

With the support of the Unwavering Dao Heart, Lin Chao seemed like a sage.

The owner of the voice in the illusion froze for a moment.

Then the illusion instantly shattered.

Lin Chao opened his eyes. "Shao Qin, you aren't cold. You're very warm, and your body is very healthy."

Zhang Daolin watched this, utterly unable to understand.

Of course, compared to the sorrow filling his mind, such confusion was not worth mentioning.

Yet the next moment, Zhang Daolin's eyes widened.

As Lin Chao spoke, the frost on Zhang Shaoqin's body vanished. A hint of color appeared on his pale, stiff face, and his breathing became steady and smooth.

Zhang Shaoqin opened his eyes, a smile appearing on his face. "Immortal Uncle, I'm really not cold anymore."

"Shao Qin." Zhang Daolin was beside himself with joy.

He hugged Zhang Shaoqin and checked him over from side to side.

Zhang Shaoqin was completely healed.

The contamination on his body had vanished entirely!

Zhang Daolin looked at Lin Chao, his heart incomparably stirred. "You... how did you do it?"

The contamination of extraordinary treasures simply could not be resolved.

Or rather, humanity simply could not resolve it.

Humans could not withstand that vast spirit at all.

"Shao Qin was never cold. I merely told him that fact," Lin Chao said calmly.

Zhang Daolin was shaken beyond measure.

"The sage is vast and boundless, unrestrained by gods, unmoved by the shifting world. Though the stars grow dim, the Great Dao remains.

"You... are a sage reincarnated!"

Only the legendary sages possessed such powerful spirits, capable of resisting the contamination of extraordinary treasures.

The Great Xia Clan had endured for thousands of years, and there were many legends concerning sages.

Every sage was said to be a celestial constellation descended to earth.

They dwelled in the harmony of heaven and earth, followed the principles of the eight winds, harbored no anger or resentment, and suffered no afflictions of thought.

Only the sages of legend could truly resist the contamination of extraordinary treasures, their spirits never scattering.

Sages were Great Xia's totem, the symbol of Great Xia.

Had a sage seen Azure Lord's lawlessness, descended personally, and slain Azure Lord?

The veins on Zhang Daolin's forehead bulged. His body trembled uncontrollably, and his voice quavered. He did not even notice the spittle flying from his mouth.

Lin Chao smiled but said nothing.

"Madam, the young sect master of the Dan Jian Sect has arrived in the main hall."

Within the Ma Estate, the lights blazed brightly.

A maid approached with her head lowered, an humble smile on her face.

At that moment, a young married woman sat upon a meditation cushion.

Even at home, her face was covered by a layer of black gauze, making her features impossible to see, much less her expression.

"Good."

The woman spoke, her voice carrying a hint of age.

Beneath the black gauze, a sharp gleam flashed in her eyes.

At last... she was about to meet the Extraordinary?

She felt somewhat uneasy, yet also somewhat expectant.

The Extraordinary was very powerful, but she too had her own foundation.

Otherwise, even if she were immortal, she could not have lived safely until now.

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