CHAPTER 564: CHAPTER 530: THE DEMON CHILD PROPHECY

Jiang Xiao frowned; the gazes of these old men were truly unbearable to face directly.

Their eyes held an almost pathological obsession as they looked at him, resembling prisoners who had been locked up for over a decade suddenly laying eyes on a beautiful woman, both starved and frenzied.

"We have long heard of the great name of the Devil’s Child, and never expected the honor of meeting you today!"

One of the white-haired elders spoke with a trembling voice, his eyes sparkling with an odd gleam, as if beholding an extremely precious treasure.

Jiang Xiao felt an inexplicable discomfort, protectively holding Shi Shi as he cautiously stepped back, quietly pondering the origins of this group.

"We are not from the medical university."

Another elder spoke up, his voice tinged with a hint of pride.

"We are a group of scholars who study history, focusing on secrets forgotten by the world. We have traveled thousands of miles here, waiting for your arrival."

"History specialists?"

Jiang Xiao’s brows furrowed tightly; he did not understand why these people were at the university, nor why they would associate him with the Devil’s Child.

But then he thought of the owner of the diary.

He must be from the medical university, but it was unclear what he had discovered, and he too sought assistance from the leading professors of the history department.

What exactly was this strange virus and this god?

Why was he being referred to as the "Devil’s Child"?

He was undoubtedly a real human, albeit a tiny bit stronger than the average person.

"Shi Shi, do I look very demonic?"

Shi Shi subconsciously nodded her head, then immediately shook it, indicating no, and vehemently asserting that daddy was the gentlest, most gentlemanly, and kindest person in the world.

Jiang Xiao: ...

You’re overpraising me, it’s obviously insincere, you know?

The enthusiasm in the eyes of these cultivated and polite elders grew even more intense.

"Yes, we have been following an ancient prophecy, and the prophecy mentioned the arrival of the Devil’s Child."

"And you, undoubtedly, are the Devil’s Child we have been searching for."

Prophecy?

An ancient prophecy?

Jiang Xiao was startled and felt a weight on his shoulders.

He had no desire to be involved with any prophecy, especially one that sounded so ill-intentioned by its title.

He responded coolly, "I don’t know what you’re talking about, we just want to find a way out of here."

The old men exchanged glances, then one of them slowly approached; his steps were slow, but each one seemed unusually heavy.

"Devil’s Child, you may not understand your own power, but we do."

The elder’s voice deepened, as if revealing some unspeakable secret.

"Your emergence is to end this catastrophe, and you can only leave this place after the catastrophe is ended."

Jiang Xiao: ? ? ?

Jiang Xiao shook his head involuntarily; he did not want to be entangled in these inexplicable matters.

Rather than being passively pushed forward by others, he preferred to believe that his own fists could break through all barriers!

He planned to refuse, but before he could speak, Shi Shi’s small hand gripped his tightly.

"Daddy, shouldn’t we listen to their story?"

The little girl’s voice carried a hint of curiosity and anticipation.

Jiang Xiao fell silent for a moment, and finally nodded his head.

He knew that in this world, any information could become the key to survival.

"Alright, since that’s the case, let’s hear it. What exactly is this prophecy of yours?"

Jiang Xiao finally decided to give these elders a chance, but his vigilance did not diminish in the slightest.

The elders exchanged glances, then began to recount the ancient prophecy they knew, while Jiang Xiao and Shi Shi listened intently.

...

"In the long river of history, there was a forgotten era, in which a man thought to be mad, a Prophet, had foretold a terrifying future."

The elder’s fingers trembled slightly as if touching the edge of that ancient era.

"He said that one day in the future, God would unleash His punishment, and the entire world would be contaminated by a dreadful disease."

"Everyone, without exception, would turn into yellow decaying flesh, their vitality stripped away, leaving the world filled with nothing but agonizing groans."

"It also mentioned..."

Jiang Xiao’s expression grew solemn, and Shi Shi nervously clutched his hand tighter.

This description was so similar to the symptoms of the virus they were facing that they could not help but believe it was more than just a coincidence.

The elder continued speaking.

"This madness of a prophecy was always ignored, until now, when everything has become a reality. The symptoms of this infection are exactly as described in the prophecy. We believe this is no accident."

Jiang Xiao’s brows were tightly furrowed, a sense of unease surging in his heart.

He began to suspect that there were secrets hidden behind this world that he did not know of.

He couldn’t help but ask, "So, does this prophecy mention how to end this catastrophe?"

The elders looked at each other as if hesitating to reveal more information to them.

Finally, one of the elders spoke slowly.

"The prophecy indeed mentioned it, but it requires the power of the Demon Child. Only the Demon Child holds the key to ending the catastrophe."

"And we have deciphered the coordinates for the coming of the Demon Child, based on scattered information within and the combined efforts of the world’s top cryptographers. It’s this school!"

Jiang Xiao’s heart tightened. He was not sure if he was willing to accept this identity, nor was he sure if he could bear such a heavy responsibility.

"Why do you think I am the Demon Child?"

"The prophecy mentioned that the Demon Child appears out of nowhere with overwhelming Demonic Qi, and... and brings along a cute little trickster."

Seeing that the two of them were not angry, the old man continued speaking.

"I think, apart from you two, there is no one else under heaven with such an unusual combination."

"If I am the Demon Child you speak of, then tell me, what is the key to ending this disaster?"

Jiang Xiao’s voice was firm, despite the confusion and unease in his heart.

The elders exchanged a confirmatory glance, and then one of them slowly took out an ancient sheepskin scroll from his bosom, adorned with complex symbols and patterns.

"Herein lies the crucial clue, but we cannot decipher it. Lord Demon Child, we need your power to help us."

Wang Defa?

At the sight of the drawing, Jiang Xiao forcibly suppressed the urge to curse.

This damn thing and the scribbles in the journal’s owner’s notebook were exactly alike!

"Eh, has the Lord Demon Child seen such patterns before?"

"Hmm, take a look for yourselves."

Jiang Xiao casually tossed the scroll from Japan he had just put on his person to the elders, who immediately scrambled to collect all the pages in a fluster.

"My God! We never imagined that, aside from that madman from the prophecy, someone else could feel the power of God!"

"The power of God?" Jiang Xiao questioned skeptically.

"Yes, exactly! That madman from history said that only those touched by God’s power could write these symbols!"