I understand... Suddenly everything becomes clear...
Since Mo Lin saved Li Xue in Yun Chuan, he has fallen into a grand scheme.
He was used by someone.
The old man slowly stood up from the ground, his chest heaving, breathing heavily.
The methods he used just now clearly took a toll on him as well.
"Senior, may I ask if there's anything else unusual about me?" Mo Lin asked the old man respectfully.
This old man truly had skills, deserving of respect.
"Someone has planted a seed of disaster in you, which will strip you of your luck, bringing misfortune until death."
The old man said gravely to Mo Lin: "Find a master to help you remove this disaster seed."
Even before Mo Lin could inquire further, the old man continued: "My Dao Practice is too shallow, I can't help you remove the disaster seed."
"Thank you for the warning, senior." Mo Lin thanked the old man.
Find a master... Mo Lin already had someone in mind.
Finding his sister should remove the disaster seed.
