Chapter 230: Doubt

The mountain wind blew loudly, and it was a bit eerie. Lin Xing stared at Zhou Yixian for a long time and said in a somewhat suspicion ied tone, "Old man, you're not at the end of your life, are you?"

"You're the one at the end of your life!" Zhou Yixian cursed. "My cultivation is profound enough to reach the heavens. How could I have an 'end of life'? You can't say anything good!"

Lin Xing scratched his head guiltily. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he said sheepishly, "Hehe, that's good, that's good."

Old man, if you were killed by someone, I will definitely avenge you. After all, you're half my teacher, Lin Xing thought to himself.

Lin Xing knew that since Zhou Yixian hadn't taken the initiative to say anything, asking would be in vain. Although he seemed crazy and liked to show off on the surface, this old man was very stubborn deep down!

This time, he must have encountered a big trouble! It was simply like he was giving his last words!

"Old man, don't worry. I'll take good care of Xiao Huan. As for you, is there anything else you're worried about? I can take care of it for you."

Zhou Yixian smiled and waved his hand.

A great breakthrough must be accompanied by great risks. I've been muddling along for so many years, and it's time for me to regain myself!

There was a rare determination on Zhou Yixian's face.

A vast and profound aura spread out from Zhou Yixian. His state of mind was improving at an astonishing speed, as if he was about to transcend this world at any moment; but correspondingly, his cultivation level and magic power were slowly decreasing, getting lower and lower. There even appeared a flush on his aged face.

Lin Xing was greatly shocked: What was Zhou Yixian doing!

He stretched out his hand, and the energy surged violently. Lin Xing was about to input energy into Zhou Yixian. If this went on, it wouldn't be long before Zhou Yixian became an ordinary person. By then, no matter how deep his understanding was or how high his realm of Tao was, without cultivation, he couldn't escape the constraints of birth, old age, illness, and death!

"Hehe, no need," Zhou Yixian gently waved his hand. His body avoided Lin Xing's rescue at a strange angle. His figure became fainter and fainter. This was a transfer Taoist technique similar to shrinking the land into an inch. Zhou Yixian was determined to bear it alone!

Where was he going? Lin Xing pondered in his heart.

"Young lad, I'm benefiting from you again this time. A person outside of fate is truly amazing."

"Actually, I've been thinking for a long time whether the established fate can be changed. This question has even troubled me for millions of years."

Lin Xing was shocked. Millions of years? Sure enough, this was an old immortal!

Zhou Yixian smiled faintly: "In fact, whether it can be changed or not doesn't really matter. If I don't want to, even if there are thousands of great paths in front of me, they are all useless; if I want to, even if there is no way out and my soul is scattered, I will still forge my own path and leave no regrets! Even if fate can be predetermined, the one who makes the choice is still myself. I was too persistent in the past!"

Lin Xing was stunned for a moment and said, "Life and death are in my hands, and changes are determined by my heart; I think, therefore I am. People in my hometown used to say that."

Zhou Yixian smiled and nodded.

His figure was gradually fading, moving to an unknown place to fight against fate.

Zhou Yixian's distant and passionate voice gradually drifted over: "Can a single finger break away from its owner and become an independent existence? Can a drop of essence blood break out of the cocoon and turn into a new life? Can a single thought... cough cough,Young lad, I'm leaving Xiao Huan to you. Don't have any improper thoughts about her!"

Damn it! What's all this about! Lin Xing cursed.

He was talking so pretentiously, and then suddenly said such a thing!

"Old man! Even if I were to pierce the sky, I wouldn't be so shameless as to target a little girl! Can't you have a more vivid imagination!"

"Hehe! Pierce the sky? Maybe there will really be such a day..."

Zhou Yixian's wretched voice gradually faded away and completely disappeared from Lin Xing's sight.

Lin Xing sighed. In his heart, he became even more suspicious of Zhou Yixian's identity.

Who on earth was he? Why was he guarding the soul of the Asura? And what was the established fate he mentioned? What was the thing that he was so afraid of?

And what was hidden behind this extensive spatial fluctuation? Lin Xing turned his head and looked at the misty clouds in the valley.

"Daddy, I was really scared of that old man just now." The Bloodthirsty Bead jumped out of the space shivering. Its usual overbearing personality was completely suppressed.

"My dear daughter, you are a great ominous thing in the world, high-profile and fierce; the old man has a peaceful mindset and a low-profile way of showing off. It's like water and fire are incompatible, so the repulsion is inevitable," Lin Xing flicked the Bloodthirsty Bead and said jokingly.

"Daddy, you've been talking more and more profoundly recently, and I can hardly understand you," the Bloodthirsty Bead said softly.

"So, you have to practice that 'Heaven-Swallowing and Sun-Eating Technique' well! The early morning is the most important time of the day. Daughter, seize the time!"

"Got it..."

In an inn in the capital city, a middle-aged man with a strange appearance walked in. It was the strange uncle that Lin Xing had once met. The aura around his whole body was like that of an emperor's arrival. Wherever his gaze landed, the guests all stepped back. He walked up the stairs. His footsteps were very light, but they scared the waiter out of his wits.

"Master, master of the inn! This person is really terrifying!"

"Bah! It's clearly that you're timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Don't shift the responsibility!"

"But master of the inn, your body is shaking."

The middle-aged man walked to the door of a room and gently pushed it open. A woman with an extremely beautiful appearance gradually emerged from the opened door crack. She was holy, proud, and carried a hint of hidden sadness.

You Ming'er.

You Ming'er, who was hidden away by Lin Xing, actually had a connection with this uncle!

The gazes of the two collided in the air, with a hint of hostility.

"Junior sister, you actually lost to an ordinary person," the man said calmly. His tone was unhurried, but it carried a bit of mockery. "I wonder what those believers would think if they knew that the divine being they pray to every day has become like this."

You Ming'er said coldly, "Is the great Heavenly Fiend Ming King only capable of mocking a weak woman whose cultivation has been completely drained?"

You Ming'er suddenly seemed to think of something and smiled sweetly. She continued, "Moreover, even if I die, I can be reborn in eight hundred years. What about you? You've given up everything. Are you determined to die? You actually appeared in a soul state directly. I really don't know whether to say you're short-sighted or arrogant."

The Ming King was silent for a while and then said, "You're still the same as before."

"You've changed too much."

The Ming King didn't speak. He slowly turned around and looked into the distance. His gaze instantly crossed thousands of miles and reached the horizon.

"I, still say the same thing. I, am not wrong!"

The Ming King said firmly. You Ming'er had a cold expression and didn't reply.

"I wasn't wrong about what happened back then. The one who was wrong was our master!"

"You probably don't know yet. That hypocritical guy is still alive now!"

You Ming'er suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the Ming King in disbelief.