149: murderous intent

The gasping sounds within the quiet room grew more urgent, with Sect Leader Wang’s anxious voice mixed in, clearly indicating the most critical moment had arrived.

Lin Feng’s Divine Thought, however, split into two.

One half remained outside the Immortal Cave, listening to the movements inside the room, while the other half had already sunk into his Inner Universe.

His Incarnation of flora sat cross-legged on the Nine-Bend Spirit Ginseng, his expression solemn.

His gaze was fixed on the woman with the faint life aura not far away—Mo Caihuan.

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Chaotic Star Sea, Myriad Sound Sect.

Time, at this moment, seemed to stretch infinitely.

Every gasp from within the room was like a heavy hammer, striking Lin Feng’s heart.

Suddenly.

“Wah—!”

A loud, clear cry of a baby pierced through the stone door of the quiet room, echoing within the Immortal Cave.

Sect Leader Wang’s ecstatic shouts followed immediately.

“Born! Born! It’s a daughter!”

And in that very instant.

Within the Inner Universe, Lin Feng’s Incarnation of flora suddenly opened his eyes.

On the jade bed, the last faint glow of life that had enveloped Mo Caihuan’s body completely extinguished.

There was no trace of aura left.

Lin Feng’s expression changed, and he was about to move forward to preserve this Mortal body with a secret technique.

But as soon as he had the thought.

Boom!

The entire Inner Universe once again plunged into that dead silence and darkness.

That terrifying pressure, originating from the Law level, descended like a collapsing sky, freezing everything.

The Incarnation of flora was fixed in place, unable to move.

Mo Caihuan also lay quietly, like a still painting.

In the depths of the endless darkness, that hair-thin black line silently reappeared.

It had no target, or rather, its target was chillingly clear.

It floated down, gently, and landed on Mo Caihuan’s body.

There was no sound, no light.

The moment the black line touched it, the Mortal body that had carried Mo Caihuan’s life turned into dust.

Lin Feng’s pupils constricted to pinpricks.

A chilling, bone-piercing killing intent surged wildly from the depths of his Divine Soul.

He watched with his own eyes, yet he was powerless.

After completing its task, the black line quietly vanished.

The darkness and pressure covering the heavens and earth also receded like a tide.

Light reappeared, and Spiritual Qi flowed again.

In the medicinal garden, it was empty, as if that female corpse had never existed.

The Incarnation of flora regained his freedom.

He stood silently in place, his Face so gloomy it seemed water could drip from it.

He slowly turned his head to look at the Little Spirit Ginseng rolling around in the spiritual field, seemingly oblivious to everything that had just happened.

“Little Dragon.”

Out of caution, he used the mental transmission of his flora body.

“Just now, did you see that black line?”

The Nine-Bend Spirit Ginseng raised its head, blinked its small eyes blankly, and emitted a series of squeaking mental messages.

“Black line? What black line? Nothing happened just now!”

Lin Feng’s heart sank sharply.

Even the Nine-Bend Spirit Ginseng, located within the Inner Universe, was completely unaware.

Could it be that only he could see it?

His mind subconsciously sank into his consciousness, looking at the familiar System panel.

The panel was still the same, simple, cold, without any superfluous prompts.

Was it it?

Was it because of the System’s existence that he could glimpse this terrifying power?

Just as the Incarnation of flora was deep in thought, Lin Feng’s main body in the outside world suddenly flashed with a profound golden light in his eyes.

Thunder Eye!

After being irrigated with massive amounts of various precious spiritual liquids, this eye technique was long past what it used to be, its power unfathomable.

His gaze penetrated the stone door, penetrated the Restriction, and clearly saw inside the quiet room.

The midwife was deftly wiping the newborn baby’s body and wrapping her in swaddling clothes.

It was a tiny baby girl, with very smooth skin, who was crying loudly.

And at the very moment Mo Caihuan’s body was completely annihilated by the black line in the Inner Universe.

Lin Feng’s Thunder Eye captured a strange sight.

Two faint, almost invisible white lights, appearing from an unknown source, penetrated the Void Realm, lightly floating into the brow of the baby girl who was crying loudly.

The baby girl, who had been crying strenuously, stopped crying abruptly.

She smacked her small lips twice, then closed her eyes and peacefully fell asleep.

Lin Feng’s heart stirred.

Could that be… Mo Caihuan’s last fragments of soul?

The Thunder Eye, could it actually see such spiritual entities involved in Reincarnation?

He didn’t have time to ponder the profundity of this eye technique; a more important question arose in his mind.

In the original work, Mo Caihuan’s soul reincarnated completely.

Now, it seemed only two wisps of residual soul had merged.

Was this Purple Spirit still that Purple Spirit?

What kind of impact would this change have on her future?

And that pressure, that black line…

Lin Feng could almost certainly conclude that it was a power from a higher level, perhaps a certain Law of the Immortal Realm.

And that power could manipulate life and death Reincarnation, which could only be the Law of Reincarnation.

And the System allowed him to see all of this.

This was not like surveillance, but more like… a hint.

It was subtly helping him, allowing him to see the “script” and “director” of that person.

But for the past hundred years, the System had never shown any independent consciousness.

Was it that his cultivation was not enough to truly communicate with its consciousness?

Lin Feng slowly clenched his fists.

His knuckles made a faint cracking sound.

He disliked this feeling.

This feeling of being manipulated, this powerlessness to intervene, made him very uncomfortable.

“Hahahahaha!”

A hearty laugh interrupted Lin Feng’s thoughts.

The stone door of the quiet room opened with a bang.

Sect Leader Wang, his Face flushed with joy, came out with a swaddled baby in his arms, his happiness almost overflowing.

“Brother Qinglian! Look! Come and see my daughter! Isn’t she adorable!”

He presented the baby in his arms to Lin Feng as if offering a treasure.

Lin Feng collected himself, a gentle smile appearing on his Face.

He looked down.

The baby girl in the swaddling clothes had woken up, opening a pair of dark, round eyes, curiously surveying the world.

Perhaps the Medicinal Pill Lin Feng gave had worked, for she was born with skin not as wrinkled as ordinary babies, but rather with a jade-like luster, and delicate features, already showing the prototype of a peerless beauty in the future.

“Indeed adorable,” Lin Feng praised sincerely, “Pink and sculpted, radiating Spiritual Qi. In the future, she will surely be the undisputed number one beauty of the Chaotic Star Sea.”

“Hahaha, by your auspicious words, Brother!” Sect Leader Wang laughed so hard he couldn’t close his mouth.

But as soon as he finished speaking.

“Wah—!”

The baby girl in his arms seemed to be startled by something, her small mouth puckered, and she began to cry loudly again, her voice clear and piercing.

“Oh, my little ancestor, why are you crying again?”

Sect Leader Wang immediately became flustered, rocking and swaying her, ceaselessly coaxing her.

“Good daughter, don’t cry, Daddy is here…”

But Little Purple Spirit didn’t give her “Daddy” any Face, crying even more heartbreakingly, her small Face flushed red.

Fan Jingmei and Zhuo Ruting, who had followed, also wanted to help, but were somewhat at a loss due to the crying.

Lin Feng watched this scene, and a thought suddenly stirred in his heart.

He took a step forward and said softly, “Brother Wang, if you don’t mind, how about I, Lin, give it a try?”

“Ah? Oh, good, good!”

Sect Leader Wang was in a frenzy, and without thinking, he carefully handed the crying baby girl to Lin Feng.

A miracle occurred.

The moment Lin Feng’s warm hand touched the swaddling clothes, Little Purple Spirit’s crying stopped abruptly, as if a pause button had been pressed.

She sniffled twice, and with her large, watery, dark eyes wide open, she looked at Lin Feng curiously.

Lin Feng gently held her in his arms, his movements soft and practiced.

Little Purple Spirit blinked, and her small mouth suddenly spread into a toothless smile.

“Giggle…”

A clear laugh echoed within the Immortal Cave.

Sect Leader Wang, Fan Jingmei, and Zhuo Ruting, all three were dumbfounded.

“This… this…” Sect Leader Wang was stunned, pointing at his daughter laughing happily in Lin Feng’s arms, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Lin Feng looked down at the little person in his arms.

She stretched out her small hand and grasped a wisp of Lin Feng’s clothing on his chest.

That smiling Face, those eyes, faintly, somehow overlapped with the delicate Face that had slept for decades in his memory.

Lin Feng’s heart inexplicably softened.

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Thank you all for your support~

The idea for this book is actually quite clear~

But due to the author’s somewhat low skill level, many details and transitions are written quite poorly~

No need to worry about Mo Caihuan here~ She’s not really dead~

Mo Caihuan and Tian Qin’er will both be there~

Purple Spirit will naturally also be the unique Purple Spirit~

Just now, [Supreme Prime Minister] commented on my Lifebound Treasure issue, and it reminded me that Lin Feng doesn’t have a Lifebound Treasure yet...

Should I just drop one in a previous chapter~ Or write about it in a later chapter~

Everyone, please help think of a name for the Lifebound Treasure~

The Wheel of Time will probably be used as a Heaven-Slaying Spirit Sword plus