Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 208 - 102: Bitter Wine, Bitter Lives

Chapter 208: Chapter 102: Bitter Wine, Bitter Lives

Zhou Yan found this kind of tone immensely repugnant.

Some cultivators, having grasped the Heaven and Earth Dao, became supreme beings. After a long time, they viewed ordinary, lower-realm cultivators as if they were mere ants. Displeased by a mere glance, they could directly cast a Sword Intent that turned people to ash.

Whether it was the elderly at sunset or a defenseless child, they could execute them without half a heart’s guilt! Some even forgot how they had cultivated to their current status, taking pleasure in eradicating low-realm cultivators, watching them struggle in their final moments.

Such characters were often referred to by cultivators as "Old Monsters."

This woman, who was neither old nor could be considered young, gave Zhou Yan a very twisted feeling. Naturally, her strength was in proportion to her lofty attitude.

Even with Zhou Yan’s powerful soul sensing ability, he still felt this old woman was like a deep pool of water, unfathomable in strength.

Having left the Accumulating Feather Cold Ice Cave, Zhou Yan had thought that the Qiankun Young Master would seek him out, but he hadn’t expected someone to have been waiting here for thirteen days.

Truths and falsehoods aside, a meeting now would probably result in a silent ending.

Better not to meet at all.

"Old crone, at your advanced age, shouldn’t you know better than to spew filth? Even your Young Master once addressed me as ’Young Master’; what does that make you but a mere servant!"

Zhou Yan certainly didn’t want to attract trouble, but he couldn’t stand by and be insulted without retaliating.

So, he looked at the old woman with a mocking gaze and began to taunt her.

"Brat, I see you’re courting death!"

The old woman’s expression darkened immediately, her face turning icy in an instant, and her gaze became chillingly terrifying.

"Death? Try it and see!"

Zhou Yan laughed coldly, arrogance matching his own.

In that instant, his hair suddenly flew up, his Spirit Armor moving on its own without wind, rustling loudly.

His blood and qi were stirred in an instant, indicating that should he act, it would be a Sky Breaking event, alarming many cultivators.

The old woman’s pupils shrank, seemingly coming to her senses a bit. Her gaze took on an added measure of scorn but she did not act. Instead, she coldly said, "Let’s go, don’t waste time."

"Considering that the Young Master has grown up with you as childhood friends for so many years, I, as an Elder, won’t hold today’s matter against you!"

Suddenly accommodating, the old woman still spoke with icy tones, concealing the killing intent within.

Zhou Yan shivered inwardly, immediately sensing that the situation, although seemingly easing, was actually turning worse.

But with more debts come less worry. Zhou Yan also knew that having destroyed half of Ji Tianxu’s Ding Furnace, Ji TaiXu, a man of such caliber, wouldn’t spare him; and with more cultivators aware of his status as the object of the Holy Daughter Jiang Yuning’s affection, those wanting him dead were likely on the rise! So a few more formidable opponents hardly mattered.

He laughed coldly but did not refuse to follow the old woman.

"Humph, you do have some guts, daring to insult me at your minor realm! But if you lacked even a smidgen of courage, you truly would be the worst of the worst! Though you are still worthless now, at least you have some sense of responsibility."

The old woman spoke with an innate arrogance in her tone. She looked down on Zhou Yan from her bones.

It seemed to her that for their lineage’s Young Master to meet Zhou Yan was like bestowing a grand favor.

"I may be worthless, but at least I’m young. It’s a pity that a certain old crone, although somewhat capable, is already withered and decayed. Even trying to display vitality, you’re still old and ugly!"

Zhou Yan was utterly merciless!

With the Qiankun Young Master intending to meet him, he certainly wouldn’t die. This old woman might be ruthless, but at least for now, she wouldn’t dare touch him!

Even if he remained silent and submissive, this woman wouldn’t treat him any better. In that case, he might as well let loose with his insults and vent thoroughly!

Indeed, Zhou Yan’s words nearly touched the old woman’s raw nerve. Her neck, still relatively fair, flushed with anger. If it weren’t for the Qiankun Young Master’s meeting with Zhou Yan, she would have strangled him on the spot.

She trembled with rage, biting her silver teeth, her still perky chest heaving, spitting venomously, "Good! Good, you little beast, with your sharp tongue! I’ll see if you can still talk so tough after you leave this place!"

She glared at Zhou Yan with deathly eyes for a few moments, then suddenly hastened away.

"Putting on airs. So old, yet still trying to keep her chest so high—what did she stuff in there, air? She’s not afraid to burst!"

Zhou Yan mumbled as if to himself, but his comment reached the old woman, who was fleeing into the distance. She staggered, almost falling from the sky, and then actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

This was a sign of being driven mad by anger!

"You little mongrel, you’re seeking death! Die!"

The old woman completely lost her composure, whirling around and striking with a finger that emitted a Sword Intent capable of destroying Heaven and Earth!

But at that moment, a snowy white figure suddenly appeared. This figure reached out with a slap, and at once, darkness descended upon Heaven and Earth. A beautiful, pale jade-white hand, tender as lotus root, suddenly pressed down from the Heavenly Vault.