"You are about to die."
The cold-looking man spoke, making Ling Xian frown. He didn't think this person would be able to tell right away that he was about to die.
Even though the ghost-faced immortal medicine had gotten rid of half of the curse, the remaining curse was still eating away at his lifespan. It was true that he was about to die.
Immediately, Ling Xian's eyes flashed with seriousness. However, before he could say anything, the young lady and the young lady on the riverbank didn't want to do anything.
"What are you talking about? You are the one who is about to die! "
"You dare to curse the Young Master? You must be tired of living."
"Though you are pretty good looking, you look like a block of ice. How can you compare to one ten-thousandth of the Young Master?"
The girls chattered and were all unhappy.
What could they do? To them, Ling Xian was the undying Sun and they were the stars that revolved around him.
Now that someone was saying he was about to die, of course they were unhappy.
This made Ling Xian shake his head with a bitter smile. He didn't think these women would be so protective of him.
However, the cold-looking man was speaking the truth. Though he was exaggerating, the God of Death had already put the Soul Reaping Chain on him. No one could refute this point.
He waved his hand at the women, "He is right. I am about to die."
Hearing this, the women were startled. Then, they revealed some sadness. Many of them were already crying.
This made the cold-looking man speechless. After a long while, he finally said, "You … you sure are popular with women."
"I would rather not."
Ling Xian shook his head with a bitter smile, "I wonder what your name is?"
"Leng Mo."
The cold-looking man spoke and stood proudly on top of the boat. Like an ice mountain, everything within a hundred miles turned cold.
"You live up to your name."
Ling Xian laughed and erased his smile. He said in a serious tone, "I don't think you boarded the boat just to talk to me."
"Of course not. I boarded the boat because of you."
Leng Mo spoke softly, "I know you. You are a monster that appeared out of nowhere and shocked the world."
"You flatter me."
Ling Xian grinned, "I just want to know, since you can tell that I don't have long to live, do you have a way to get rid of me?"
"Everyone knows about the Divine Emperor, but how many people can become the Divine Emperor?" Leng Mo asked.
"I understand." Ling Xian smiled, not at all disappointed.
How could it be so easy to remove a curse that even an invincible Divine Emperor could do nothing about?
"I boarded the ship because I wanted to see what the monstrous genius who passed the test of the Divine Emperor was like. I also wanted to perform a divination for you," said Leng Mo indifferently. He was as cold as his name suggested.
"Divination?"
Ling Xian's interest was piqued. He grinned, "Interesting. I wonder what you are going to calculate for me?"
"I will calculate whether your fight with Taba Liufeng is good or bad, whether you succeed or fail." Leng Mo stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His white clothes and black hair fluttered in the wind, displaying the bearing of a grandmaster.
"Interesting. Go ahead. I want to see if it's accurate."
Ling Xian softly grinned. His demeanor was out of this world and did not pale next to Leng Mo.
"My divination has never been wrong."
Leng Mo spoke calmly. His glabella shone, and mysterious symbols appeared. They were like stars that lit up the sky.
In an instant, Daoist Rhymes circulated, looking mysterious and unfathomable.
"The power of a martial spirit …"
Ling Xian raised an eyebrow, thinking that a martial spirit sure is mysterious. It can predict the future like a divination.
"What a strange divination."
Leng Mo frowned slightly as he looked at the peculiar symbol that emitted the aura of the Dao. Then, he stopped circulating his Martial Soul.
"What does this divination say? Is it a success or a failure?" Ling Xian was interested.
"No success, no failure. Or in other words, fortune and risk coexist." Leng Mo shook his head.
"In other words, fortune and risk exist?" Ling Xian grinned. He didn't think much of it.
It wasn't that he was denying Leng Mo's divination abilities. It was that no matter what he predicted, he had to go.
It wasn't just because he already made a promise. It was also because he craved a strong opponent. Especially since he was about to die, he craved it even more.
Taba Liufeng was, without a doubt, the best candidate.
He was one of the brightest stars in the Black Tortoise Continent. His battling abilities were definitely at the top of the Melded Realm. He was definitely a worthy opponent for Ling Xian!
"That's right."
Leng Mo nodded, "It seems like something interesting will happen when you fight against Taba Liufeng."
"Maybe." Ling Xian grinned, his eyes flickered with anticipation.
"Not maybe, it's destined."
Leng Mo corrected, "My divination is never wrong."
"Alright, if you say it's destined, then it's destined."
Ling Xian was too lazy to argue with him, "So, you will go watch the battle?"
"Of course." Leng Mo was a man of few words.
"I thought so. After all, Taba Liufeng is your competitor." Ling Xian looked at Leng Mo meaningfully.
This made Leng Mo frown, "That's true. Not only Taba Liufeng, but you and the seventh monster are also my competitors."
"I knew it …"
Ling Xian grinned. Only a candidate of the God Emperor has the confidence to treat a candidate of the God Emperor as an opponent. In other words, Leng Mo was one of the brightest stars in the Black Tortoise Continent.
This was something he had noticed a long time ago.
Though Leng Mo didn't look imposing, how observant was Ling Xian? He could tell right away that Leng Mo was like a ferocious beast – insanely powerful!
"You are not bad. I didn't waste my time coming to see you." Leng Mo's expression was calm and his tone was extremely calm. However, it was obvious that his compliments were from the bottom of his heart.
"You are not bad yourself."
Ling Xian grinned, "How about it? Do you want to go together?"
"I had the same intention." Leng Mo didn't decline.
Though from a certain perspective, he and Ling Xian were competitors, at least not right now.
"Then let's go. I want to see if your divination is accurate or not."
Ling Xian had a faint smile on his lips. His feet tapped on the body of the boat and he glided forward like a dragon.
Everyone by the Jianghuai Lake was stunned by this.
This was because this place was forbidden from flying. Spiritual beings below the sixth level could not fly. In other words, Ling Xian was a powerhouse of the sixth level or higher.
Though Leng Mo was the same, he didn't bring as much shock as Ling Xian. Because to everyone, he was merely a lowly servant.
Yet now, he had transformed into a sixth level powerhouse. Why wouldn't everyone be shocked?
"My god, the Young Master is a sixth level powerhouse!"
"No wonder I feel like he is as deep as the ocean and unpredictable. He is even stronger than my ancestor!"
"So handsome! He is like an immortal descending to the mortal world!"
All the women stared at Ling Xian and their infatuation intensified. But very quickly, their gazes dimmed.
For one, he was far too outstanding and they felt like they weren't good enough for him. For two, he didn't have long to live.
"Aye, such an outstanding person doesn't have long to live. What a pity."
"Perhaps the Heavens are jealous of the talented."
All the women sighed. Many of them were already wiping away their tears.
This made Ling Xian stumble and he almost fell from midair.
It was true that he was cursed, but he still had 20 years to live. Why did they make it sound like he didn't have much time left?
Ling Xian bitterly smiled and ignored them. He headed straight towards Mount Chu Yun.
Leng Mo followed closely behind.
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