Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 210 - 103 I Will Let You See!

Chapter 210: Chapter 103 I Will Let You See!

This woman seemed unwilling to let Zhou Yan see even a slight anomaly.

"Do you want to kill me?"

The figure in white suddenly spoke.

Zhou Yan glanced at her indifferently and said, "What use would killing you have? Can Ling Yi be revived?"

"No. But, it was I who killed Zhou Lingyi, and ten years later, I will also kill your disciple and even all the members of your Great Zhou Family, as well as all the members of the Li Family, even the common people under the heavens. Still, will you not kill me?"

The woman in the Ni Chang Feather Robe softly spoke.

Her words, like a bolt of thunder, awakened Zhou Yan, who was still in pain.

Zhou Yan recovered, looked deeply at the woman in the white feather robe, and said, "Thank you."

"My name is Hou Ling’er."

Zhou Lingyi regained her spiritual body and that mysterious luster, and once again, she was as beautiful as a fairy, too dazzling to face directly.

She lightly opened her lips and uttered five words.

"Hou... Ling’er."

Zhou Yan muttered to himself and then showed a bitter smile.

Hou Ling’er just gazed at him calmly, her eyes tranquil, devoid of any emotion.

But Zhou Yan still sensed something different.

"I know that Ling Yi is still within you, but perhaps she is about to be devoured by you, right? To save her, what do I need to do? Just say it!"

Zhou Yan suddenly took a deep breath, regained his usual composure, and spoke earnestly.

Hou Ling’er neither denied nor confirmed, merely saying, "Would you really do anything?"

"You tell me!"

Zhou Yan’s tone was resolute.

"I want you to kill the Holy Daughter Jiang Yuning, would you do it?" Hou Ling’er suddenly spoke.

Zhou Yan’s heart skipped a beat, his gaze suddenly turning sharp as he locked onto Hou Ling’er’s beautiful, star-like eyes.

Hou Ling’er did not dodge but met Zhou Yan’s gaze squarely.

Her look was unfathomable, but within it was a chilling indifference that deeply unsettled Zhou Yan.

"I love Ning’er, and I love Ling Yi. Even though I am hesitant to admit it, you have seen my instinctual reactions, undeniable.

If because of Ling Yi, I were to kill Jiang Yuning, then... do you think I deserve the love of these women? I’m sorry, I can’t do it!

"Then what if I wanted you to kill Young Master Hou Chen of the Emperor Sword Wuji lineage, would you?"

"Sorry, I don’t wish to!"

"And if I wanted you to kill yourself, would you?"

"Sorry, I don’t wish to!"

"So you say you would do anything? You are too hypocritical! There’s nothing you can do!"

Hou Ling’er suddenly scoffed, her tone clearly angry.

"To kill my wife, I cannot; to kill my disciple, I am unwilling; to kill myself, I am unable. This is because the path I cultivate is the Affectionate Sword Dao, which is the Supreme Dao. To kill my wife or disciple would cause me pain, which is also the way of the Heartless Sword Dao, contradicting my Dao.

To kill myself would cause my loved ones pain, the way of the Lifeless Sword Dao. But I cultivate the Path of Invincibility, I cannot kill myself, for I cannot be killed!"

Zhou Yan answered coldly, then continued, "If you were sincere, you wouldn’t ask such questions. Are you trying to make me vanish from this Dao for Ling Yi’s sake? If so, I am relieved and can rest assured leaving her to you!"

"You are too arrogant! If this is your Dao, what would you do one day when you find out your Holy Daughter is your predestined foe, your disciple is your predestined obstacle, and you yourself are your greatest enemy?

Heavenly Dao is unpredictable, anything can happen. You are far from capable of enduring the cruelty of this world!

Not to mention other things, just the Path of Invincibility is a mistaken Dao. Cultivators aim to transcend themselves, defeating themselves continuously!

Your invincibility within your heart is your own invincibility! If you are invincible to yourself, you will never be defeated by yourself! While you may be invincible in minor realms and make rapid progress, on the path of the Sword Soul, you are destined to fall!"

Hou Ling’er’s words were logical and struck like a revelation.

It seemed she spoke quite reasonably, Zhou Yan’s path was the wrong path.

Such words, coming from her deep and unfathomable realm, posed an immense challenge to Zhou Yan’s own realm.

But Zhou Yan’s heart was already extremely resolute, impossible to be shaken! Nevertheless, under such forceful impact, he also almost began to doubt his own path, one that could not be defeated by himself, thus he was momentarily confused.

However, he instantly recovered, afterwards, his gaze suddenly turned sharp, staring at Hou Ling’er, his tone now turned ice-cold: "What do you mean?"

"Alas, actually, I still hold the same intentions as Ling Yi; just be an ordinary person, that in itself might be a blessing! Today, I personally destroyed your cultivation and shattered your mistaken Dao, so you won’t have to live in pain in the future."

Hou Ling’er spoke sentence by sentence, her words gradually becoming cold and merciless.

"Hah, if you want to make your move, I can only choose to self-destruct and die here. While your strength is indeed unfathomable and beyond my comprehension, at least you are at the realm of Sword Soul, killing me is indeed as easy as crushing an ant.

But you must believe, if I choose to self-destruct, no one can stop me.

I have my choices, I have my path, an ordinary person? Haha."

Zhou Yan laughed, his tone had also calmed down.

At this point, he had also come to understand, Hou Ling’er was Hou Ling’er, she was no longer Zhou Lingyi.

Therefore, the affection between them might just have to end here.

"If that’s the case, then you may leave."

Hou Ling’er sighed, said nothing more, and did not make a move.

Zhou Yan was right, if the opponent used the Purple Flame Breath to break the shackles of the Tao of Heaven and Earth and trigger the explosion of a mutated Sword Spirit, indeed no one could stop it.

With Zhou Yan’s personality, what he said, he could definitely do.

Thus, after Hou Ling sighed, she had already turned around.

"Wait, let me look at Zhou Lingyi one more time, perhaps, this really is my last glance at her."

Zhou Yan suddenly spoke, his voice filled with immense desolation.

"By looking, it’s not as good as not looking. You will eventually die at the juncture of condensing Sword Soul; she will eventually transform and merge with me, reaching the Realm of Nine Changes Sword Void and unlocking the heritage of Nine Origin Reincarnation!

Moreover... let me tell you, this world, the existence of Sword Burial Ancestor Star, exists only for her, for me. Everyone else, must die. It’s just a matter of time."

Hou Ling turned around then and dropped a bombshell of news.

The veracity of this news was unknown.

But this message, extremely terrifying, made one’s heart go cold.

"Everyone must die?"

Zhou Yan muttered to himself.

He took a deep look at Hou Ling. At this moment, Hou Ling had still not transformed into the likeness of Zhou Lingyi.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan felt regret and disappointment, yet did not show it. Then, he turned around and resolutely walked away.

He didn’t look back anymore; however, he didn’t know that at the moment he turned, the glow from Hou Ling’s feather robe had disappeared, and she now looked exactly like a living Zhou Lingyi.

"Do not try to break the chains of the Sword Soul, you cannot break them, just give up, being an ordinary person would indeed be a lifetime of happiness, I will pick a good wife for you."

Hou Ling’s voice remained indifferent, but carried a hint of reluctance, this seemed to be her final utterance.

"Being an ordinary person, once the Nine Origin Reincarnation opens, won’t they die?"

"The Nine Origin Reincarnation won’t open so soon, and as an ordinary person, you can live happily for fifty years, then die of old age, isn’t that happiness?"

Hou Ling’s voice came from afar, ethereal to the extreme.

Zhou Yan resisted the urge to turn and look back, he smirked mockingly and said, "Always must die, then die without regrets. Sword Soul Realm, I said I can reach; I said I can condense the Sword Soul, you all do not believe.

But that day, I will make you see!"

Zhou Yan said with unyielding determination.

No more sounds came from behind him.

...

The mountain breeze was gentle, the endless spring wind was utterly soothing.

Here, the mountain flowers bloomed magnificently, the scenery was beautiful, touching one’s heartstrings.

Yet, Zhou Yan had no mood for it.

Meeting Hou Ling again would result in a battle of blood.

Although Hou Ling’s cultivation was unfathomably profound by now, Zhou Yan knew this was a creation of genetic mutation and an extraordinary opportunity; subsequent progress would definitely not be so easy!

And he was different; his soul had grasped the Supreme Natural Dao, stretched to a supreme height by the ancient and current Daos, realizing that level’s realm. Therefore, his path, in fact, could be smooth for a long time.

But the prerequisite is, he does not encounter peril on this path and fall!

Zhou Yan thought, and suddenly, he felt a fierce and vicious Spiritual Sense directly targeting him. Following that, a sinister voice, fiercely menacing, came through.

"You little beast, if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have been punished by the Young Master! Putting aside this grudge, you even bewitched the Young Master’s mind with your words, giving that despicable insect a chance to revive, simply unforgivable!

Today, I will make you yearn for death but unable to die, to relieve my heart of this hate!"

That woman suddenly appeared, followed by a ray of rosy light shooting out, fast as lightning.

At such a speed, coming so swiftly, Zhou Yan could not possibly react in time and was directly hit.

However, Zhou Yan did not feel any injury, and moreover, he did not sense the threat of death, so he was somewhat puzzled.

But just as he felt this, Zhou Yan sensed his body suddenly becoming extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a massive mountain!

This... this was perhaps more than a million times the suppression of the Gravity Domain!

With such gravitation enveloping him, if he wanted to escape, it was absolutely impossible!

As Zhou Yan was still pondering, the old lady sent another ray of rosy light his way, this time, Zhou Yan could only watch helplessly as it hit him.

Then, Zhou Yan discovered in utmost horror that his life energy was draining away at a terrifying speed, his jet black hair turning snow white first.

"What... what is this technique?"

Zhou Yan was finally moved, although he had some trump cards to escape, briefly, he didn’t want to show it yet, so he could remain calm when the first attack hit him.

But when this second negative condition struck, Zhou Yan no longer dared to underestimate the situation.

"Hmph, scared now? You little beast, I am an Elder of the Qiankun Lineage specializing in the Magic Sword Skill, with various negative conditions, even if you are a top genius of the Sword Spirit Realm, today you will turn into an ordinary person here and die in resentment!

Not to mention, you are just a small creature in the Sword Spirit Second Layer Heaven!"

This elder of the Magic Sword Cultivator, skilled in Sword Skill, was truly heaven-reaching!

Zhou Yan, who had never paid much attention to the magical aspect of Sword Cultivators, could not believe such a cultivator could be so powerful!

A Magic Sword Cultivator actually specialized in two areas, one in magic and the other in sword; those specializing in magic nearly possess divine skills. Whereas, those who dedicatedly cultivate sword possess penetrating Heavenly Sword Intent.

To cultivate the former, it required high comprehension and creation, and very few practitioners cultivated it. Zhou Yan never expected to encounter one here, especially one of such a monstrous level!

"Hmph, just some tricks, with your abilities, you still need to trap me before you act; it seems, you ugly disgusting old hag are just garbage!"

Zhou Yan directly sneered.

He moved his mind slightly, a thread of a very weak flame breath appeared, and immediately he felt this negative condition slightly lessen. Instantly, he had a method to contend in his mind.