Imposter Young Master
Chapter 468 - 471: The Legend of the Demon King and the Beautiful Young Heroine_1

Chapter 468: Chapter 471: The Legend of the Demon King and the Beautiful Young Heroine_1

"Then why tell me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll betray you?" Zuo Lan said.

Yang Fei shook her head: "I trust you, it’s just my intuition."

She paused for a moment, then continued: "The reason I told you is first, I trust you very much. Second, I myself don’t fully understand my ability. If you know something, Zuo Lan, it could also help me."

Zuo Lan took a deep breath, then lightly patted Yang Fei’s head, solemnly saying: "Feifei, remember this: no third person can know about this. Even though you trust others more, you mustn’t tell them. The more people that know, the greater the risk. As you have said, your existence is a nightmare for high-order genetic modifiers. They will not let you live."

"Oh."

"Furthermore, even though you can feel the attacks of high order genetic modifiers in advance and invalidate their superpowers, there are many kinds of superpowers, not all of them are offensive. For example, the recently revealed superpower: ’Telekinesis’. This kind of superpower is supportive, with no offense of its own. When it’s used, it’s so subtle that it’s hard to detect unless you are in a state of focused meditation," said Zuo Lan.

"Oh." Yang Fei blinked, revealing a hint of astonishment: "Thank you for reminding me, Zuo Lan. I never thought about that before."

"Is there anything else you want to know?" Zuo Lan asked again.

Yang Fei pondered for a moment before speaking: "Zuo Lan, what kind of existence am I? Or why do I exist? It’s too unimaginable, too incredible. I’m clearly a natural human who hasn’t undergone any genetic modification, yet I have the ability to invalidate ap particles. I have heard that the perfect form, prophesied to destroy the world, is referred to as a monster by other genetic modifiers. Among ordinary humans, am I considered a monster?"

There was a hint of sadness in her expression.

Zuo Lan remained silent, then brightened up, saying, "FeiFei, I thought of a possibility. Of course, this is just my own speculation without any evidence."

Yang Fei blinked: "Go on."

Zuo Lan took a deep breath and continued: "The world is based on balance, where there’s an offense, there’s a defense. Maybe you and the perfect form mentioned in the prophecy are a contradicted pair. In the prophecy, the perfect form, for unknown reasons, goes berserk and destroys the world, representing an indomitable spear. On the other hand, you possess the power to invalidate the perfect form’s superpower, acting like an impregnable shield, specialized in countering the spear."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Lan placed her hands on Yang Fei’s shoulders, looking deeply into her eyes, and said softly: "FeiFei, you might be mankind’s savior. In the imminent catastrophe, perhaps only you can stop the perfect form."

Yang Fei was taken aback, fell silent for a while before she eventually said, "Zuo Lan, will the catastrophe truly happen in the future?"

"I don’t know. Even diviners can’t accurately predict the future. I used to question these predictions of catastrophe, but now I somewhat believe them," Zuo Lan said.

Yang Fei pointed at herself: "Because of me?"

Zuo Lan nodded with a smile: "Your existence fulfilled the conditions of the catastrophe. The worsening world environment, the rampaging Demon King, the scheming followers of the Demon King, the human’s greatest hope, the beautiful young brave, and the brave followers of this beauty. All elements of the catastrophe have gathered."

Yang Fei broke into a sweat, scratching her head: "Zuo Lan! This is not ’The Tale of the Demon King and the Brave’!"

Zuo Lan smiled, her face then calming down: "Except for a few extreme forces, no one wants the world to be plunged into a catastrophe. The legendary perfect form might not be intending to destroy the world. So, I lean more towards the world maintaining peace. However, in this case, FeiFei, you won’t be able to act as the beacon of hope for mankind."

Yang Fei shook her head, looking at the peaceful Yang’s villa, and said softly: "I hope I will never have to use my power."

She suddenly recalled something and continued: "By the way, Zuo Lan, what kind of superpower does the perfect form possess to become the great Demon King that would cause a world catastrophe?"

Zuo Lan shook her head: "No one knows. Previously, I even doubted whether such an entity existed. But your existence proves that the entity also exists. It’s just that no one knows its identity."

"Oh."

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Zuo Lan asked again.

Yang Fei thought for a moment: "Not for now, I’ll ask you if I have any doubts later."

"Mm." Zuo Lan smiled and nodded.

----

At half-past seven in the morning, Yanjing time, it was the Yang family’s breakfast time.

At the dining table in the living room on the first floor, all five members of the Yang family took their seats.

"Sis, when did you come back?" Yang Fei curiously asked.

Yang Ya smiled, "I came back late last night when you all were asleep."

"Oh."

"Ahem!" At this moment, Yang Lin coughed twice.

All eyes gathered on Yang Lin.

Yang Lin glanced around, then spoke: "Well, uh, my birthday is five days from now. I don’t plan on hosting a grand celebration. Anyway, Yang Gang is now in charge of Yang Group, so nobody discusses business matters with me anymore.."

"Dad, get to the point," interrupted Yang Gang.

"Ahem. I was thinking that a family dinner should do," Yang Lin said.

"And then what?" Yang Gang asked again.

"Then, then, I would like to invite someone," Yang Lin stuttered.

Not uttering a word, the three Yang siblings remained silent. Only the old lady glanced at Yang Lin and said faintly, "Oh, I see."

Seeing the old lady’s indifferent demeanor, Yang Lin hurriedly clarified, "Mom, I just, I just wanted to invite someone for dinner, nothing more."

The old lady put down her chopsticks: "Do as you wish. I’ve finished eating. I’ll go back to my room first."

"I’ve also finished eating. I’m off to work."

"I need to go to school."

Suddenly, only Yang Gang and Yang Lin were left at the dining table.

Yang Gang walked over to Yang Lin, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Dad, I’m with you. Now you see who you can rely on at critical times, right? It’s not your mom, not your daughters, but the impostor."

Yang Lin looked dejected, but he couldn’t refute it.

"Although the outlook is not promising, regardless, Dad, keep your spirits up. It’s hard to find a ’D God’ these days."

"Yang Gang!"

"Ah, it’s this late already. I have to go too." Seeing that Yang Lin was about to explode, Yang Gang got away quickly.

----

In the eastern suburb of Hangcheng, there is an ordinary cemetery where ordinary people are buried.

On a small path leading to the cemetery.

"Doctor, it’s too dangerous for you to go alone," He Ye tried to stop Bai Ninglu.

Bai Ninglu dismissed his concerns: "It’s fine, very few people know about my identity. Besides, I owe this to Jiang Ning. Let me do it alone."

Unable to dissuade Bai Ninglu, He Ye had no choice but to give up.

On another path leading to the cemetery.

Yang Gang and Zuo Lan were walking toward the cemetery together..