Capítulo 1165: Chapter 44: Only Now Do I Know That I Am Myself
Jing Zhongxian suddenly beca alert.
She looked at the scene incredulously, only to see the “Yan Yu” opposite showing a confused expression:
“What? I’m not who?”
“You’re not him.” Lin Ning murmured, “I understand now, you… you resemble him so much, almost exactly the sa, but you’re ultimately not him. That’s why I always feel a sense of incongruity…”
“You’re not him!”
She suddenly pushed away the table, ignoring the unpleasant look on Yan Yu’s face across from her, and hurriedly turned and left.
A month later, in a rented room in a city abroad, Lin Ning was found dead in the room—her clothing was intact, and there were no signs of any missing belongings, with the autopsy concluding malnutrition due to starvation.
In the desk drawer, investigators found the will she left behind, with scrawled words written in Lin Ning’s handwriting:
I want to fast.
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Thus began Lin Ning’s tenth reincarnation.
Within a month of birth, she could understand the language and expressions of adults.
After six months, she could start speaking complete words and sentences.
A year later, Lin Ning could already read pure text books and newspapers and could clearly describe their anings.
Lin’s father and mother were overjoyed, believing their daughter to be a genius, and they invited experts to evaluate her, who found that indeed, she had exceptional talent, with both IQ and EQ far exceeding the norm and the ability to quickly learn anything.
She would glance at the math, physics, and chemistry knowledge in school textbooks and understand it completely; she could work proficiently with the various tasks at her father’s workplace once she understood them; and even when returning to her hotown for the New Year to see her grandmother preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner, she silently picked up the spatula to help, producing dishes tastier than her grandmother’s.
Everyone liked Lin Ning very much.
But Lin Ning didn’t like anyone. There seed to be a sense of worldly detachnt and aloofness about her, making it difficult for even her closest friends and relatives to reach the depths of her heart.
She skipped all elentary school courses and took only three years to complete her middle and high school education. By the age of eighteen, Lin Ning had already obtained her doctoral degree from a prestigious university, and local TV reporters ca specifically to interview this prodigy, while nurous companies offered lucrative positions, hoping to use her reputation to promote themselves.
In the end, Lin Ning made a shocking decision:
She ran off to the mountains to join a Taoist temple and beca a Taoist nun.
Her parents visited multiple tis, begging her to return to society, but they could never change her mind; the dia also sought the reason for her actions, and Lin Ning candidly stated in front of caras:
“This world is false.”
“Are you referring to the brain in a vat?” the journalist joked, “Indeed, we can’t discount the possibility that our brains are imrsed in nutrient fluid and covered in all sorts of tubes, but do you have any evidence to support that?”
Lin Ning didn’t speak. She simply pressed her middle and index fingers together and ford a sword technique.
Impact Curse.
Though there was no clear mory in her mind, the movent felt incredibly smooth and natural, as if she had done it countless tis before.
The Sword Qi sliced through the microphone in the reporter’s hand, trimd the brim off the photographer’s cap, and finally struck the underside of the temple’s eaves, leaving a deep mark.
Reporter: ………
Photographer: ………
Confronted with such inexplicable supernatural phenona, the production team didn’t know how to continue the interview, as asking on cara whether it was really Sword Qi would sound like promoting superstitious beliefs.
They could only retreat in disgrace.
Several months later, the “Approaching Science” program team arrived.
They conducted an extrely detailed interview with Lin Ning, who firmly stated she was using the “Impact Curse,” so the team conducted a thorough study of the entire temple, finally concluding:
It was all coincidences.
The sword marks under the temple eaves had long existed, the reporter’s microphone broke from overuse, and the photographer’s cap brim was torn by branches while climbing the mountain.
This explanation was not accepted by the public, and for a ti, people ca in droves to the mountain, seeking to learn the “Impact Curse,” but Lin Ning ignored them completely, choosing instead to shut her doors and refuse visitors.
Years passed, and the hype eventually died down.
Lin Ning continued her secluded cultivation of the Taoist teachings, appearing to lose interest in all worldly matters. Her parents initially hoped she would change her mind, but they gradually accepted reality.
Until the year she turned seventy, the elderly in the temple had mostly passed away, and as the temple head, Lin Ning neither opened the door to newcors nor took in any disciples, eventually leaving only herself in the temple.
One day, a special young visitor ca to the temple, introducing himself as Yan Yu:
“I have co to seek a master.”
“What master have you co to seek?” Lin Ning asked without opening her eyes, sitting upright on the prayer mat.
“I ca to learn Immortal Law.” Yan Yu clasped his hands together earnestly and said, “Disciple sincerely seeks the Way, hoping the immortal will take in.”
“I have nothing to teach you.” Lin Ning said.
“The master is too modest. Who doesn’t know that you once could shoot Sword Qi with just a gesture, and pluck leaves and flowers to injure others?” Yan Yu insisted, “If the master is willing to take in, disciple will serve tea and sweep the floor, treating the master as his biological parent.”
Lin Ning stood up, walked to him, carefully examined his face, then shook her head:
“You do look identical to him, but a fake is ultimately fake; it nearly moved for a mont.”
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