Extreme Almightiest Young Master-Chapter 2196 - 2178: The Old Man’s Wish

"Ah!"

At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly let out a heartrending scream, a pain so unbearable as if something was forcibly stuffed into his soul. In an instant, an extremely violent aura burst forth from Lin Feng, and a golden light enveloped him immediately, like a golden sun, suspended in the air!

In an instant, the clouds within a radius of hundreds of miles evaporated, and the earth underwent unusual changes. Countless birds and beasts fled in panic, the once calm lake saw numerous fish leaping out of the water towards the shore, seemingly trying to escape some disaster...

This anomaly caused panic among humans within a radius of hundreds of miles. Watching the inexplicable golden light in the sky and the surrounding animals, some Miao people spontaneously knelt and worshiped, praying to the Miao Ethnic God to protect them from the calamity...

After merely the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the golden light enveloping Lin Feng dissipated. At this moment, Lin Feng could finally breathe a sigh of relief, as the indescribable pain that felt like his soul was being torn apart vanished. Raising his right hand, he saw the golden dragon mark on his right arm and a smile appeared on his face.

From this moment on, the Destiny Sword had completely merged with him. He truly understood what Dragon Soul meant. After the fusion, the Destiny Sword was like his own body; when not in use, it could hide within his body, nurtured by his flesh and blood. When he wished to use it, with just a thought, the Destiny Sword could reappear.

Looking at the golden dragon mark, Lin Feng was filled with emotions. Previously, he traversed many Cultivation Worlds seeking opportunities. Although he gained many fortunes, compared to today’s opportunity, they paled in comparison. He never imagined that in Earth’s Mortal World, where Spiritual Energy had dwindled to such an extent, there was still such supreme fortune hidden.

With a smile on his face, Lin Feng shook his head gently, suddenly recalling his state before he met his master, which moved him somewhat. If he hadn’t met his master, his life path might have remained unchanged, a squandered young man. But now, he bore much responsibility on his shoulders. No matter how strong he became, the responsibilities only grew. Yet, he soon cast these thoughts aside. Regardless, he just needed to follow his heart. Whatever happens in the future, he neither knew nor cared to know. Merely doing his best with what lay before him was enough!

With his heart suddenly clear, Lin Feng’s figure moved and disappeared from the air, as if he had never appeared...

When Lin Feng returned to the village, he suddenly noticed that all the women were not in the Bamboo House, which puzzled him. Using his Divine Sense, he discovered they were gathered in another Bamboo House, discussing something.

"What’s the matter? What are you doing here?" Lin Feng asked Ding Wan’er and the others immediately. From their expressions, he sensed that something must have happened.

"You finally came back." Ding Wan’er said at once upon seeing Lin Feng, "The old man suddenly fell ill, and we don’t know how to treat him. We planned to take him to a city hospital, but he stubbornly refuses. The Miao doctors in the village are also at a loss. It looks like the old man is seriously ill. He’s taken such good care of us during this time, we don’t want anything to happen to him."

"Yes, yes, the old man is very kind. Please save him!"

"The old man can’t die!"

...

The women chimed in one after another. During Lin Feng’s absence, the old man had been letting them stay in the Bamboo House and took special care of them, so they didn’t want anything bad to happen to such a good person.

"Don’t worry for now." Lin Feng gestured for the women to calm down, and asked them, "Has the Old Priest in the village seen him?"

"The Old Priest has seen him, but he didn’t say anything, just kept sighing..." Ding Wan’er replied immediately, though she was puzzled by Lin Feng’s question.

Hearing Ding Waner’s response, Lin Feng nodded. He asked about the Old Priest because the priest was once a cultivator and quite skilled in the art of raising insects, which involves some medical knowledge. If anyone in the village could save people, it would be the old priest. But since even he was helpless, it was evident that the old man was indeed gravely ill.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng said to Ding Wan’er and the women, "You all wait here, I’ll go take a look."

After saying that, Lin Feng vanished from his spot, and the next moment he appeared out of thin air in the old man’s room. Seeing the old man lying on the bed with a face full of deathly pallor, Lin Feng shook his head. He hadn’t expected the old man to deteriorate so much in just a few days.

Gently approaching the old man’s side, the old man seemed to sense something and immediately opened his eyes. Seeing Lin Feng, a smile appeared on his dry and wrinkled face.

"You’re back..."

Looking at Lin Feng, the old man’s eyes were still bright, but his voice was weak, as if he had no strength left.

"Let me take a look at you." Lin Feng smiled and said to the old man, "Maybe you don’t know, my medical skills are quite good, perhaps I can cure you."

But when the old man heard Lin Feng’s words, he blinked and smiled broadly at Lin Feng, saying, "No need, I know my own body well. When the oil runs out and the lamp is dry, no one can do anything. To tell you the truth, you might not believe it, but when I fell ill this time, I knew it was time for me to leave."

Hearing the old man say this, Lin Feng was momentarily stunned and didn’t say anything. Instead, he sat down by the bamboo bed, took the old man’s wrist, and earnestly examined him. He even sent Gang Qi through his fingertips into the old man’s body to check his condition.

After a good while, Lin Feng finally put down the old man’s hand, looked at him with gentle eyes, and said softly, "Old man, is there any last wish you want to fulfill? I can help you."

Lin Feng already had a clear understanding of the old man’s condition. All the organs in the old man’s body were normal, but his body lacked vitality, causing these organs to rapidly deteriorate. In simple terms, it was a sign of dying of old age. So in facing such a situation, Lin Feng chose not to intervene but hoped to help the old man fulfill any unfulfilled wishes.

"At this point, what wishes could there be, it’s all just emptiness." The old man listened to Lin Feng’s words, smiled, nodded, and weakly replied. However, just as he finished speaking, a sudden brightness flashed in his eyes. He then said to Lin Feng, "I forgot about one thing. I originally intended to visit the White Bamboo Stronghold seven hundred miles away before I died. But I didn’t expect the day to come so soon. If it’s convenient for you, please take this string of beads to an old woman named Wang Zhu in that stronghold. I would be grateful to you even from underground."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few turbid tears fell from the old man’s eyes, as if he was reminiscing about the past, his face full of sadness.

"If you want to see her, I can take you there." Lin Feng looked at the old man and said calmly.

"Young man, I appreciate your kindness, but my body can’t hold out." The old man shook his head as he heard Lin Feng’s words and said. If he could, he wouldn’t have told Lin Feng all those things.

"That might not be true." Hearing the old man’s words, Lin Feng smiled faintly and said to him, "If you trust me, close your eyes."

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s words, the old man smiled and shook his head, then closed his eyes. But he never expected that as soon as he closed his eyes, the bamboo bed seemed to move. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on a stone platform in the White Bamboo Stronghold.

How is this possible!

Looking at everything familiar in front of him, seeing the unfurled stone drum, his eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn’t understand how Lin Feng had brought him here in the blink of an eye.

"Old man, wait for me here." Lin Feng looked at the old man, smiled, and disappeared from the spot, leaving the old man staring blankly at where Lin Feng had been...

A moment later, Lin Feng brought over an old woman from afar. When the old man saw her, tears of turbidness flowed down his face. He didn’t know where the strength came from, but he stood up from the stone platform.

"Wang Zhu, it’s me, I’m Lang Gen!" Seeing the old woman, the old man’s tone was extremely excited. She was the one he longed for in his dreams, once thought never to be seen again, but now he finally saw her, a feeling beyond words.

The old woman was initially puzzled as to who was looking for her. But when she heard the old man’s voice, her body trembled, and tears streamed down her face. She hurriedly walked over and in an instant stood by the old man’s side.

"I didn’t think I’d ever see you again..." The old woman spoke with a trembling voice, and even her hands began to shake, excitedly gazing at the old man.

"I didn’t think I’d ever see you again, either..." The old man looked at the old woman, tears streaming down, speaking with immense excitement. He slowly moved to her side, looking at her with a special helplessness and guilt in his eyes, and said to her, "In the blink of an eye, we’re both old. I left you back then and never had the face to see you again until now. I’m so sorry in my heart!"

As he spoke, tears flowed on the old man’s face, recalling past events, he felt an extreme sadness. If he could choose, he wouldn’t have left Wang Zhu, he wouldn’t have left the White Bamboo Stronghold, as it was his hometown, his root...