Chapter 456: Chapter 456
Lu Sheng looked at Yang Yuan.
Yang Yuan naturally had no objections. So the three of them left the bubble tea shop, and Lin Ze took out his phone to call a taxi. Taxis around the university city were easy to find, and it didn’t take long for one to arrive.
“I’ll sit in the front.” As soon as the taxi stopped, Lin Ze immediately jumped into the passenger seat, winking as he said, “Brother Sheng, you and sister-in-law sit in the back.”
The word “sister-in-law” made Yang Yuan’s cheeks flush red, but she said nothing, simply opened the back door and sat inside first.
Lu Sheng shook his head. He was already troubled about how to handle things with Yang Yuan, and Lin Ze was just making it worse. As he was thinking this, Lu Sheng was about to get in the car.
Just as his hand touched the car door and one foot was about to step inside … Suddenly! It was as if an invisible bolt of lightning struck Lu Sheng. His body trembled imperceptibly.
His movements froze for a long moment.
So long that even the taxi driver grew impatient and turned his head to ask, “Hey kid, are you getting in or not?”
Lu Sheng’s eyes flashed with a strange light, then quickly calmed.
He stepped back, casually closing the car door.
“Brother Sheng?” Lin Ze and Yang Yuan looked at him in confusion, unsure of what had just happened.
Hadn’t they just agreed to go eat?
“I just remembered I have something urgent to deal with. You two go ahead. I’ll catch up with you later …” Lu Sheng offered a brief explanation and, without waiting for them to react, turned and walked in another direction.
“Brother Sheng! Brother Sheng!”
By the time Lin Ze and Yang Yuan chased after him from the car, Lu Sheng’s figure had already vanished.
“Sigh, even getting a meal with Brother Sheng is hard now …” Lin Ze couldn’t help but sigh, “I really miss the days when we used to wolf down food together at Seventh Sage University’s cafeteria.”
Yang Yuan stared blankly in the direction where Lu Sheng had disappeared, lost in thought.
Lu Sheng walked along the bustling streets of the capital. His speed was incredibly fast, the pedestrians and buildings around him blurred into vague shadows. He crossed streets, with cars passing by in front and behind him, yet there were no honking horns, no accidents, and no one even noticed his presence.
Lu Sheng moved faster and faster, gradually leaving the busy city behind. He reached the outskirts, slowed down, and walked into a park. Lu Sheng quickly traversed the grass and artificial lake, heading straight into the park’s small forest.
A couple was chatting in the woods …
Lu Sheng continued walking deeper into the forest until he reached a secluded, deserted spot. He sat down under a large poplar tree that would take an adult to wrap their arms around.
Only then did Lu Sheng’s expression turn solemn.
In the center of his forehead, the thirteen immortal cells within his glabella trembled violently.
They seemed like thirteen miniature suns, flickering and dimming at an alarming rate.
A sense of unprecedented danger, like the blade of a sword hanging over his head, surged into Lu Sheng’s mind repeatedly, growing stronger with each wave.
“Why? What’s happening?” Lu Sheng closed his eyes, filled with doubt, and entered his dream world.
The familiar scene of his dream world appeared. A few blocks away from the martial arts hall, Lu Sheng found the Optic Mind he had hidden here and pulled up his personal file.
In no time, Lu Sheng’s personal information was displayed before him. But with just one glance, his heart sank.
The file had been altered. The photo in his personal file was almost identical to how he looked now. Deep-set eyes, handsome features, sharp like a cold blade. There was even a faint blue stubble on his lips and chin.
The personal profile photos in the Fireseed Repository were usually taken close to the time of a person’s death.
Lu Sheng remembered that the last time he had checked his profile, the image was of his older, more aged self. But now, it looked so young.
Didn’t this mean … Lu Sheng’s gaze shifted down.
The words on the screen appeared one by one.
[Lifespan: June, 297 M.C. – January, 317 M. C.]
When Lu Sheng saw this line, his pupils contracted.
Born in 297, died in 317 M.C. …
And this year was precisely Martial Year 317.
Today was also January 2nd of Martial Year 317!
“In other words …” Lu Sheng muttered to himself in disbelief, “I’m going to die this month?”
It was as if something had struck him. The body, which was as solid as a rock, swayed slightly. He had thought that his will was unshakable, immune to any disruption. But in the moment he learned of his impending death, even he couldn’t avoid a brief lapse in composure. However, Lu Sheng quickly shook off this indescribable feeling, regaining his calm.
“At the very least, I need to know how I’m going to die …” He said this quietly and continued reading.
His life experiences—the earlier part was not much different from what he had seen before. It was only a little more detailed.
It recounted his heroic feats after joining the military district.
Logically, this trajectory should have led to an even more brilliant and legendary future. But the legend had barely begun before it abruptly ended.
[Killed by Martial Sage Zhao Ji at Ninghai in the Central Region. Died at the age of twenty.] ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel⸺fire.net
Died at the age of … Twenty.
The final period marked the end of Lu Sheng’s life.
“So it was indeed Martial Sage Zhao Ji.”
Although he had already suspected it, seeing the final answer still caused a stir in his heart.
Why? A trace of confusion appeared in Lu Sheng’s eyes. He had thought everything through carefully. He believed that everything was within his control.
“Zhao Ji is only a Level 9 Martial Sage, not Level 10. He’s not omnipotent. Why would he make a move on me, knowing that the military would protect me, and without any evidence that I killed Lian Su? Was Lian Su really that important to him? Then why did he compromise the first time? Where did things go wrong?”
With his Level 8 spiritual power, his brain developed hundreds of times more than the average person, and his intelligence verging on demonic levels, coupled with the boost from the Level 3 of the Empty state, Lu Sheng believed he had accounted for everything.
He had calculated every angle, every move, and controlled the situation with great precision. What appeared to be a reckless act, what seemed like a dance on the edge of a blade … In truth, if not a ten out of ten, he was at least ninety percent sure everything was under control.
But now … Lu Sheng had lost everything.
For a moment, he fell into deep self-doubt.
In his mind, the gray wheel that represented his masterful Grandmaster Dao trembled slightly, and faint, imperceptible cracks seemed to appear on its surface.
Lu Sheng exited the dream world.