Chapter 1360: Chapter 134 Prophet Will Perish_3
Ah Dai hurriedly squatted in front of Prophet Pu Lin’s bed, emotionally saying, "Prophet, we are back, how could your body, how could it become like this?" He could barely sense the extremely faint life energy in Prophet Pu Lin, indeed, it was the state of near death! Xuan Yue did not squat down like Ah Dai; instead, she took out the Angel Wand from her Space Barrier, and with her soft chanting, she infused the fourth level holy Light Magic Spirit Recovery Technique into Prophet Pu Lin’s body.
Under the faint white light, a hint of color returned to the pale face of Prophet Pu Lin, and his spirits slightly improved. Ah Dai, overjoyed, said, "Prophet, do you feel a bit better now?"
Prophet Pu Lin did not answer Ah Dai’s question; instead, he turned his gaze towards Xuan Yue and smiled, "It’s been a few years, young lady, you have become even more charming. Moreover, your proficiency in magic is now comparable to my prime. My divination was indeed correct; within just a few years, you all have grown up so much."
Xuan Yue’s blue eyes showed a hint of subtle sorrow, and she spoke softly, "Prophet, you should talk less and rest more." She had completely assessed Prophet Pu Lin’s physical condition through the Spirit Recovery Technique. Everything was as she feared; Prophet Pu Lin’s life energy was nearly depleted and beyond the salvation of Light Magic. His great life was already at its end, losing life energy, something no external force could heal.
Prophet Pu Lin gave a slight smile, "As the prophet of the Pu Yan clan, how could I not know the condition of my own body? Due to repeatedly overtaxing my life energy, I have already reached the end of my life. Children, you need not be sad for me; this was my own choice, and I truly have no regrets. If it can ensure the survival of the Pu Yan clan, what is my death in comparison? The sacrifice of one can potentially save millions of lives in our clan; I am content. I had Yan Shi and others find you mainly because there are some matters I need to entrust to you, and I’ve held on till now purely through willpower. My time is short, let me finish speaking. You must remember every word, for it concerns your destinies."
Upon hearing Prophet Pu Lin’s words, Ah Dai felt a deep sorrow; his eyes moistened and he repeatedly shook his head, "No, it can’t be, Prophet. You will not die. You might not know yet, but Yue Yue is now a Light Magic Magician. With her proficiency in Light Magic, she can surely save you from death’s doorstep. You have to hold on! Yue Yue, hurry, please treat Prophet Pu Lin."
Xuan Yue bowed her head, tears streaming, as she choked up, "Big brother, the Prophet is right, his life energy is depleted, and it cannot be saved by magic anymore. I’m sorry, I can’t do anything; even the strongest single Light Magic, the Divine Healing Technique, can’t save the life the Prophet is about to lose. That Prophet could hold on until now with such faint life energy is already a miracle. I’m sorry, big brother."
"No, no, there must still be a way, right? Prophet, don’t die! Why do friends around me have to die one by one? No, I won’t let you die," Ah Dai cried out miserably.
Xuan Yue grabbed Ah Dai’s shoulders, and The Light of Tranquility surged forth, calming Ah Dai’s agitated emotions, "Big brother, don’t be like this, none of us wish for anything to happen to the Prophet, but what’s destined by the heavens cannot be changed. Let the Prophet finish speaking, big brother. You wouldn’t want him to leave with regrets."
Ah Dai collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, as sadness continuously assaulted his spirit; he painfully grasped his black hair, unable to accept the reality.
Just then, a strong voice arose, "Miss Xuan Yue is right, everything is destined by the heavens, and cannot be forced. Let the Prophet finish speaking, let him leave peacefully."
Ah Dai and Xuan Yue looked towards the entrance of the Temple, only to see Clan Leader Yan Fei along with Yan Shi and Yan Li, and a pretty young girl in her twenties dressed in simple clothing entering; it was Yan Fei who had spoken.
Prophet Pu Lin weakly said, "Ah Dai, help me sit up. Don’t be sad, death to me is just a release."
Ah Dai, choking back tears, helped Prophet Pu Lin to lean on his broad shoulders. The prophet’s body was very light, a gleam appeared in his eyes, and he glanced at Yan Fei, saying, "You all have arrived. This is simply wonderful. At the last moments of my life, having you all by my side, I am satisfied. Now, starting from this moment, none of you should talk, let me finish entrusting my final affairs." He paused, then said to the girl Ah Dai and Xuan Yue had never seen before, "Si Si, come here."
The girl, expressionless, walked a few steps forward, elevated by the crowd around Yan Fei and the others. This girl called Si Si was not particularly beautiful, quite ordinary compared to Xuan Yue, but Ah Dai felt in her the same profound presence as Prophet Pu Lin. He couldn’t help but size her up a few times.
Si Si walked up to Prophet Pu Lin’s side and slowly opened her usually downcast eyelids, her clear eyes were no different from the first time they had seen Prophet Pu Lin. Prophet Pu Lin stretched out his thin hand, and Si Si quickly grasped it, softly calling, "Teacher."
