Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 1097 - 1095: This Song is...

"It should be almost time!"

Lin Feng looked at Su Xiaoxi, who had already stopped breathing on the bed, with a deep love on his face as he muttered to himself. From Su Xiaoxi’s continuous convulsing state, he could tell that she was now fighting for her life. If nothing went wrong, Su Xiaoxi should be able to get through this ordeal on her own.

Not leaving her side, Lin Feng watched over Su Xiaoxi’s body, letting time pass by...

Before long, a sudden change occurred!

Su Xiaoxi, lying on the bed, began to shake violently again, her heart, previously still, suddenly started beating once more, and a very strong aura exploded from her body, like a gust of wind, blowing in all directions!

"Ah..."

Like a drowning person who just breathed in fresh air and came back to life, Su Xiaoxi suddenly sat up from the bed, panting rapidly and looking extremely panicked, waving her hands desperately as if trying to grasp something.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here." Seeing that Su Xiaoxi had successfully awoken on her own, Lin Feng said with joy, now that she had overcome the trial of life and death, Su Xiaoxi had become a cultivator. Moreover, he already felt that Su Xiaoxi’s strength was at an AA level, and he was very satisfied with such a foundation.

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng..."

Hearing Lin Feng’s voice, Su Xiaoxi finally regained her senses and ran toward him, hugging him tightly as if she was afraid he would disappear, she was so scared, afraid that everything before her was an illusion...

"Congratulations, you’ve overcome the trial of life and death, and you’ve now become a cultivator. You need not be afraid of anything anymore." Lin Feng, feeling Su Xiaoxi’s nervous state, gently patted her shoulder and spoke tenderly to her, reassuring her that now he could be at ease too.

"Lin Feng, I was really scared, scared that I might really have died." Hearing Lin Feng’s words, Su Xiaoxi finally calmed down a bit and said still nervously hugging Lin Feng, now she was sure that everything in front of her was real, because she could feel Lin Feng’s warmth and smell his scent.

"Alright, it’s all over now. Take a bath and rest early. Tomorrow you’re waiting to defeat You Daizi." Lin Feng looked at the Su Xiaoxi in his arms, tapped her nose, gently pushed her away from his embrace, and spoke softly, everything was over, and now Su Xiaoxi needed to rest.

"Okay... okay." Looking at Lin Feng, Su Xiaoxi nodded and responded simply. She now felt her body’s condition; her clothes were soaked with sweat, and she was completely out of strength, just like someone recovering from a serious illness. Indeed, she should take a bath and rest.

At this moment, Lin Feng didn’t speak, he stroked Su Xiaoxi’s face with his hand and patted her shoulder, then he turned around and left. He still had to prepare for tomorrow’s competition and couldn’t disturb Su Xiaoxi’s rest.

Seeing Lin Feng leaving, Su Xiaoxi also went into the bathroom...

...

The morning sunlight, warm to the extreme, streamed through the glass window onto the bed, shining right on Su Xiaoxi’s face. Feeling the warmth, Su Xiaoxi slowly opened her eyes. But at the moment she opened her eyes, she suddenly felt a change in her body. Her body, which used to feel tired, now seemed to have endless energy. Seeing this, Su Xiaoxi was stunned!

Is this what it’s like to be a cultivator?

Feeling the abundant strength within her, Su Xiaoxi asked herself in her heart. Only now did she understand what it felt like to be a cultivator. After thinking for a moment, she got up, dressed, simply washed up, and went downstairs.

"Xiao Xi, come and eat." Lin Feng looked at Su Xiaoxi coming downstairs, said very gently, signaling for her to come over to eat quickly.

Hearing Lin Feng’s voice, Su Xiaoxi then realized that Lin Feng had been waiting for her in the dining room, and Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei were also there. A happy smile appeared on her face as she ran over quickly.

"Sister Wan’er, Sister Meimei, Lin Feng." She ran to where Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei were, greeted Lin Feng and the two women with a smile, and then sat down without any pretense, picking up the breakfast on the table and started to eat. The food that Lin Feng made was just delicious.

"Slow down, don’t rush. If it’s not enough, ask Lin Feng to make more for you." Seeing Su Xiaoxi like this, Ding Wan’er said with a smile, indicating that she didn’t need to be in such a hurry to avoid choking.

Hearing Ding Wan’er say this, Su Xiaoxi finally slowed down her eating pace, giving Ding Wan’er a smile. But then, something suddenly occurred to her: the competition was happening today, and she still didn’t know what song to sing. Thinking of this, she asked Lin Feng, "What song am I going to sing for the competition today?"

After she finished speaking, her eyes turned towards Lin Feng, eager to know how Lin Feng had arranged everything for today’s competition. Her opponent was You Daizi, and the pressure Su Xiaoxi felt was immense; she was afraid of messing up the event.

Upon hearing Su Xiaoxi’s question, Lin Feng gave a calm smile, pulled a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Su Xiaoxi. He simply said, "Just sing this song."

"This song?"

Su Xiaoxi took the paper, curious about the song Lin Feng had given her. She opened it, and to her shock, the name of the song was "Reincarnation," and its lyrics contained visions she had seen during her life-and-death threshold breakthrough.

Her eyes fixed on Lin Feng, she couldn’t fathom how Lin Feng could have written such a song—as though he had witnessed it himself. She wondered how it was possible. How could Lin Feng know about what happened during her brush with death?

"Yes, that’s the song. When you sing it, all you need to remember is how you felt last night," Lin Feng said indifferently, seeing Su Xiaoxi’s astonished expression. He wrote this song specifically for Su Xiaoxi the previous night. No one else could express the depth of the song quite like Su Xiaoxi, who had experienced the brink of death. If she could just bring forth that feeling from the previous night during her performance, winning the competition would be a piece of cake.

"I understand. I’ll never forget that feeling in my lifetime." Su Xiaoxi nodded earnestly in response to Lin Feng’s words. What happened last night felt like a real cycle of reincarnation to her, one where she saw through life and death—a feeling permanently etched into her heart, impossible to forget.

Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei didn’t interrupt Lin Feng and Su Xiaoxi’s conversation. Lin Feng had already informed them about Su Xiaoxi’s situation before, and they certainly hoped to see Su Xiaoxi bring "Reincarnation" to life for everyone to see.

"En, I know you can do it. To be honest, making you go through the life-and-death experience was a last resort. I’ve told you before, all my women must become cultivators. Wan’er and the others have been progressing step by step. But you are different; you are far busier than they are, with no time to cultivate, which is why I had to forcefully lay this foundation for you. This way, you’ll be able to sing for a few more years, and even if your cultivation progresses slowly, it won’t be a problem."

Lin Feng then looked at Su Xiaoxi with a gentle gaze. If it weren’t for their busy lives, he wouldn’t have wanted her to face such an ordeal. He hoped Su Xiaoxi would understand his deep intentions—not just for this competition, but so that they could live together for a long time to come.

"There’s no need to say so much; I understand," Su Xiaoxi said, her face blossoming with a happy smile. Of course, she understood Lin Feng’s intentions, so there was no need for explanations. Being able to live with Lin Feng was enough for her.

"Alright, let’s not get too sappy. Xiao Xi, this morning, you and Lin Feng should go to the Arts Faculty to get familiar with the backup dancers and practice the song a bit."

"No problem, Sister Wan’er."

"Xiao Xi, what color do you want for your outfit? I’ll go buy it back for you this morning."

"Let’s go with white, Sister Meimei."

"In the end, none of that really matters."

...

Afterward, the four of them chatted casually about the performance and competition while eating breakfast. Once they were finished, they left to start their day. Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei went off to take care of their own tasks, while Lin Feng took Su Xiaoxi to the Arts Faculty to work on the choreography and also guide her on the singing technique for "Samsara"...

At precisely two o’clock in the afternoon, Yingbo University’s auditorium was filled to capacity, with no seat left empty in the ten-thousand-person hall, surpassing all previous crowd records.

The earth-shattering basketball game of the previous day had circulated among the students, generating widespread interest in the Dongjing University and Yingbo University exchange competitions. That’s why, for today’s performance competition, the students arrived early, some even skipping lunch to secure a good seat.

Inside the grand auditorium, the air buzzed with noise as everyone discussed eagerly, curious about who Dongjing University would send out to compete against Yingbo...

Amidst the noisy backdrop, the stage curtains were drawn, instantly quieting the auditorium. Following a brief speech by the host, the lights suddenly dimmed, marking the official start of the performance competition.

With great excitement, yet utter silence, the students stared intently at the stage, eager to see what Dongjing University would bring to the table. And so, under the expectant gaze of the audience, the lights brightened once more. As they came on, a deathly stillness fell over the whole place, for everyone recognized who was standing on the stage!