I'm About to Die, Can't I Buff My Junior Sister's Strength?

68: The young master has become a god, and the Shen family’s decree is the ”Heavenly Decree”!“Young Lord, this old servant knows you have suffered these past years!”

“This old servant deserves ten thousand deaths!”

“This old servant was foolish!”

“But Young Lord, these were all your orders! This old servant had no choice but to obey your commands. If I hadn’t, this old servant would have suffered a Divine Soul backlash from the Heavenly Dao. You can’t blame this old servant entirely...”

“Please don’t ignore this old servant...”

A frail old man, whom the wind could seemingly blow over, knelt before Shen Nian, lowering his head with a look of grievance.

At this moment, Lin Yuan had changed out of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s attire and put on a simple gray robe. If one looked closely, they could see ancient characters engraved on the cuff of the gray robe: “Shen”.

Across from him, Shen Nian sat on a chair, his gaze sweeping over Lin Yuan before he fell silent.

Indeed.

It was his command that Lin Yuan Sealed both his memory and his own, and Shen Nian felt the reason for all this was utterly idiotic.

It was merely because Shen Nian wanted to prove to the Shen Family members, and to his fiancée—who was hailed as the hope for the rise of the Human Race and topped the profound dragon ranking at fifteen—that even if his talent wasn’t the strongest, he could still rise on his own!

As the Young Clan Leader of a Transcendental Power, and one of the future Peak figures of the Human Race, even if his talent wasn’t the strongest in his tier, it wasn’t bad, okay?!

As long as he waited until his Coming-of-Age Ceremony at sixteen and began Cultivating the Shen Family’s Emperor Scripture, his talent would improve even further, and his future days would be endlessly comfortable.

But people just can’t get too comfortable; once they are comfortable, they become idle.

Once idle, he started overthinking things. So, at the age of thirteen, due to his own arrogance, he thought long and hard and made a decision: he forcefully ordered his servant Lin Yuan to take him through a World-Breaking Array, leave Eastern Profound, and run to the territory of the Great Xia, the last Dynasty of the Human Race.

It was like a super rich second generation trying to start from scratch on his own. Shen Nian hadn’t expected this kind of melodramatic plot in a Xuanhuan world!

And it just had to happen to him!

As for why he chose Great Xia?

Because this place was very special. Neither the Heavenly Demon Realm nor the Transcendental Powers of Eastern Profound would send Void Return stage cultivators here, let alone those in the Dao Integration stage. The reasons were complex, and Shen Nian didn’t know them, but this much was enough.

Heh!

I was quite clever, knowing to find a place where the Shen Family couldn’t save me and die. Isn’t that impressive?

“Idiot!” Shen Nian couldn’t help but curse out loud.

What the hell did I need to prove?

Did you know I was almost killed by three Nascent Soul Yao Beasts!

If news of this got back, it would truly become a massive joke!

“Young Lord...” Lin Yuan looked up, thinking Shen Nian was scolding him, his expression somewhat resentful.

...

Shen Nian withdrew his gaze and said calmly.

“Alright, get up.”

Actually, he wasn’t blaming Lin Yuan for carrying out his orders, but rather for how this idiot dared to bring a thirteen-year-old Young Clan Leader out—did he forget how to transmit sound, or was his Divine Sense taken away?

Couldn’t he notify the family?

Just bringing him out to be reckless like this?

He’s also a blockhead whose brain is full of mush!

Hearing this, Lin Yuan showed surprise and delight, stood up, and excitedly said: “Thank you, Young Lord!!”

For a moment, the atmosphere was silent.

Lin Yuan habitually prepared to flatter Shen Nian, and said respectfully, “Young Lord, don’t worry. Starting today, with this old servant protecting you, we can walk sideways across the entire Great Xia!”

He spoke with full confidence.

Shen Nian, however, merely glanced at him casually and said, “Do I still need your protection now?”

Hearing this, Lin Yuan was slightly stunned. He immediately discerned Shen Nian’s cultivation level and couldn’t help but say in shock.

“The Young Lord is truly a Prodigy! That damned Old Man Tianji once calculated that the Young Lord’s talent was top-tier, but his fate was troubled, showing signs of premature death, and that he wouldn’t live past nineteen. I say that’s utter dogshit!”