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

104: Enter the demon’s lair, slay the demon king, and within a radius of ten thousand miles, no demon can survive!Lin Chuan turned his head and saw the young man in white sitting casually beside him. His expression was noticeably different, especially that extremely young face which now bore a trace of a smile, lacking the coldness from before.

He was like a different person compared to the god of slaughter who had just displayed such Divine Might and massacred the Yao Race kings single-handedly.

”It is I, a person on the verge of death, who was too attached... having lived over four hundred years in vain.” Lin Chuan suddenly laughed at himself, revealing a hint of nostalgia. His appearance also began to age rapidly. After his cultivation faded, he was now a frail old man in the twilight of his years, with wrinkles even on his eyelids.

”Hmm, taking four hundred years to reach the Nascent Soul Realm really is living in vain.” Shen Nian said with an indifferent ’hmm’.

”...” Lin Chuan felt a bit awkward; it felt like he had killed the conversation.

No!

He was going to die anyway.

Beside him, Lin Qingyue’s mouth twitched. He looked at Shen Nian, thinking, ’Big Brother, you really are blunt.’

Shen Nian’s tone shifted, and he acknowledged: ”However, you are much better than many in the Eastern Profound who have lived for ten thousand years and haven’t even figured out how to be human.”

”Fellow Daoist Shen, could it be that you...” Lin Chuan immediately revealed a shocked expression. The other party saying this indicated his origins.

Eastern Profound!

That place yearned for by the Cultivators of the Great Xia, where the strongest of the Human Race gathered.

”Yes.”

Upon hearing Shen Nian’s answer, everyone looked at him in shock. Before, everyone was just suspicious, but now that Shen Nian had admitted it himself, it was naturally different.

”That’s no wonder then.”

”I should have guessed it. Fellow Daoist Shen must be one of the Prodigies on our Human Race’s profound dragon ranking, right?” Lin Chuan’s face revealed a hint of excitement. He actually really wanted to see the Prodigies of the profound dragon ranking, who were hailed as the hope of the Human Race and gathered all the geniuses.

Only a Prodigy on the profound dragon ranking could achieve this level!

Invincible in the same Realm, slaughtering the Yao Race like dogs!!

Everyone is like a Dragon; those on the list do not fear the Yao Race’s sniping. Even he had heard the classic quote from Old Man Tianji, who compiled the profound dragon ranking.

”Whoever is the prey, just come and try!”

Being able to meet a Prodigy from the profound dragon ranking before his death, he felt he could die without regrets.

”No.” Shen Nian shook his head truthfully. Upon hearing about the profound dragon ranking, he felt a strange sense of irritation in his heart, but he suppressed it.

After he spoke, Lin Chuan showed a look of disbelief.

No?

How is that possible!

Shen Nian’s strength is unquestionable!

”Senior Lin, you might not know, but Junior Brother Shen joined the Heavenly Sword Sect six years ago.” Lin Qingyue explained.

Murong Chen felt something was wrong when he heard this, and his brows furrowed.

This seniority is so messy.

Senior? Fellow Daoist? Junior Brother?

Are we all using our own terms?

”So that’s how it is.” Lin Chuan realized suddenly. It seems Shen Nian came to the Great Xia to train when he was young, so he hadn’t made a name for himself in the Eastern Profound yet, and naturally hadn’t made the list.

The next second.

”Cough!”

Lin Chuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale. A strong wave of drowsiness washed over him; he knew he didn’t have much time left.

”So, do you have any last wishes?”

Shen Nian’s voice sounded again.

”Last wishes...” Lin Chuan looked at the sky, dazed for a moment, and said: ”I came from a Mortal village, my family was poor, we couldn’t even afford to eat. At the age of nine, I showed talent for Cultivation and was taken up the mountain by my Revered Master to Cultivate. My wish used to be to work hard to become a Cultivator so my family could eat and dress well. Until the Yao Race killed everyone, no one in the village survived, and even my Revered Master died at the hands of the Yao Race to save me...”