Guan Xin really doesn’t plan to become a Saint anymore.

Fan Wubing felt a bit uneasy... This shouldn’t have anything to do with me, right? Her teachers won’t think I led her astray, will they...

"Where’s Yan Hui?"

Luo Qingyao said, "For some unknown reason, he’s particularly obsessed with deducing your fate, constantly breaking his fingers. After they heal, he continues deducing. Repeatedly, he’s nearly gone mad. Shortly after Guan Xin left, he suddenly began closed-door training, and he hasn’t come out yet."

"So dedicated?"

Luo Qingyao pursed her lips, "I don’t know what he’s trying to achieve. Can’t dissuade him. Each result he calculates is more ominous than the last."

...

In the night, whispers and murmurs, entanglement and turning, green plums pressed against a beauty stage, a fierce tiger sniffing at roses.

After a session, watching the Sword Immortal junior sister fall asleep with happiness, Fan Wubing got up and left the room.

He leaned on the railing of the Immortal Fishing Boat, gazing at the sky.

A streak of fiery red, like a torn wound, hung across the night sky. This wound was being continually torn open, revealing more grief, pain, and fierce evil. At some point, cold blood might flow out of it.

Fan Wubing felt heavy-hearted.

Has the anomaly appeared so early?

This has never happened in the previous three times. Even at the age of fifteen, it only started brewing half an hour early. This time, it’s two months earlier.

Are the current means enough to cope?

Fan Wubing counted carefully, first there’s the Blood Bar, after lying in the Da Chun Profound Realm for nearly two years, the automatic cultivation from the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill has changed his Blood Bar’s unit again, [1.1 Jing].

One hundred million billion equals one Jing.

Opening the attribute panel, the Blood Bar was so long it almost extended to half the Immortal Fishing Boat.

Just now, he asked the junior sister what she felt about his life state, and she said it was like the whole Sea of Eternal Life was pressing towards her.

Now he could slash out a sword at random and open a tear in the void.

Ying Huo’s Predation caused 99.99% damage; even after that, there’d still be over ten trillion left. Theoretically, there’s no need to worry.

But Fan Wubing had long understood that this is not a game world. The Celestial Remnant Body is not just a physique that suffers damage every five years; that Ying Huo’s Predation is not merely a health deduction program.

This world has immortals, demons, the Dao, countless pursuit of eternal life.

At fifteen, it was already determined that Ying Huo’s Predation would be harsher each time, because it truly wants to kill himself, the Celestial Remnant Body. Maybe "Celestial Remnant" hinted at this fateful crisis from the start.

Fan Wubing had no idea how this Ying Huo’s Predation would kill him this time.

The worst outcome would be the death of body and soul.

With the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill for fast healing, the Nine Nether Divine Phoenix Body for life lock, even the Self-Sacrifice Technique to protect the spirit.

Seems very well-prepared.

But, what if? What if there’s an even more mysterious and irresistible force? Like the Celestial Snake guarding time that completely ignored his qi and Dao, directly taking his will to the river of time.

Perhaps Ying Huo’s Predation has a force more terrifying than the Celestial Snake.

Approaching twenty,

The senior sister is still missing.

Fan Wubing fell into a state of anxiety. He always felt his preparations were insufficient, even far from adequate.

"Right!" Suddenly he remembered he had a magical item, the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon Horn. Because of this, he managed to practice the Life Dao in the river of time. These dragon horns were so silent and unassuming, he often subconsciously overlooked them.

"The Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon... must be that dead dragon nourishing all life, right? Its physical body nurtured a generation, and its dragon bone..." Fan Wubing’s eyes suddenly lit up, "Indeed! Its dragon bone should be resting somewhere in the Sea of Eternal Life!"

The Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon that could nurture an entire generation can’t be an ordinary creature?

Its dragon bone must possess very powerful strength!

Fan Wubing gazed far at the line of sea and sky, his spirit expanded infinitely, soon falling into confusion again.

The Sea of Eternal Life is so vast; after ten thousand years, the geological structure of this sea may have undergone countless changes. Where to find that Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon Bone?

Fan Wubing’s anxiety not only didn’t ease, it became heavier.

He felt he’s facing a situation where no road was right, any choice was wrong.

Childhood’s feelings of treading on thin ice, nervous apprehension had returned.

Those mental blocks he spent over ten years to gradually remove, piled up again in his chest, forming a high wall, completely covering his heart.

"Ying Huo!"

From the moment he was born into this world, what he feared,

Even after twenty years, he still fears it.

If that’s the case, "What on earth have I grown into?"

The various events of twenty years, like ants, crawled in from his pants leg, his sleeves, nibbling away at his body bit by bit.

The once-clear state of mind gradually got stained with dust, the long-dormant mind-monkey opened its ghostly green eyes once again, watching from the shadows.

Fan Wubing looked up at the sky, the anomaly like a wound in the sky, slowly oozed some blood.

Suddenly he felt nauseous, half-kneeling on the ground, retching. But nothing came out.

Turning sideways, he lay in the corridor, curled up, murmuring, "Mom... Senior sister..." then closed his eyes.

The Immortal Fishing Boat gently rocked on the calm sea, the girl in the room slept peacefully, at the end of the corridor, Xianchan like a cat in the shadows, stared intently at Fan Wubing. She saw him in such pain and discomfort, but didn’t rush up to hug him like before, instead stood silently at the border of light and dark, not blinking.