Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 220 - 111 I Kill You Because You Deserve to Die!

Chapter 220: Chapter 111 I Kill You Because You Deserve to Die!

Zhou Yan felt it as he spoke; Xiao Zhan’s daughters, Xiao Linlin and Xiao Chan’er, kept glancing his way, seemingly having confirmed his identity.

On his return, Zhou Yan hadn’t altered his appearance or physique much, for in his heart, he harbored no more fear, nor did he concern himself with danger or peril.

After comprehending the Sword Spirit Imprint of the Twelve Sword Spirits, Zhou Yan had come to view danger with indifference.

Beneath the Heavenly Dao, there was death but also life.

One could be cautious and still meet with misfortune; one could be careless and yet live a long and peaceful life.

Having penetrated the essence of matters and with his soul undergoing ascension to a certain degree, Zhou Yan no longer needed to worry much.

"I do hope I’ve overestimated you, so that my sister won’t consider you my rival. You know, a powerhouse without challengers is truly a sad sight, and this ancient planet, apart from a few dead souls trapped in the City of No Tears, currently holds little interest for me."

Huang FuZhan took another drink casually, transmitting his message telepathically.

With his abilities, he actually disdained such covert communication.

However, he did have high hopes for Zhou Yan and did not wish to trouble him for the time being. If he were to speak openly now, Zhou Yan might not even be able to leave this place.

"In that case, it appears I am indeed fortunate."

Zhou Yan smiled and clinked cups with Huang FuZhan.

"Whether it’s your fortune or not, that depends on whether you survive or not after this. I’m offering you a drink now only because my sister has taken an interest in you. It seems your legend has piqued her curiosity, but I do hope you won’t get too close to her."

Huang FuZhan’s tone cooled a fraction, with a hint of haughtiness.

"I see. But why don’t you make a move? I believe there’s something about me that could tempt Ji Tianxu. Doesn’t it tempt you?"

Zhou Yan pondered, unfazed by Huang FuZhan’s tone.

This was a cruel world where unequal realms warranted little respect. Even with similar combat power, the treatment was the same.

And those geniuses from the outer star domains looked upon the geniuses from the Sword Ancestor Star as if they were natives, mere ants who hadn’t seen the world. Apart from the true scions of the major families like Ji Tianxu, Chen Tianjian, Feng Yunyan, Holy Daughter Jiang Yuning, and the like, the rest were regarded as nobodies with no standing.

While Huang FuZhan did not intend to belittle Zhou Yan, that inherent sense of superiority of those above was a natural presence.

Standing before such a person, even without any overt display, one could feel inferior.

Zhou Yan did not resist this feeling, as it was the sort of pride every genius from an outer star domain inevitably possessed.

"I cultivate on my own; I’ve never relied on external forces! No matter how powerful the external forces are, they are not one’s own and may fail in danger or be unable to perform, leaving one to face death. Therefore, unless you possess a Soul Device, I will not lay a hand on you."

Huang FuZhan was blunt and pragmatic.

Zhou Yan nodded, managing a wry smile: "I see. In the end, it’s just that I lack sufficient status to prompt you to act. I’m not sure whether to call that lucky or sad."

"In any case, I haven’t found it necessary to act against you, have I? If I were you, I would leave now without looking back, doing everything in my power to grow stronger, and then—everything would be secure."

Huang FuZhan suddenly looked intently at Zhou Yan and spoke enigmatically.

His words sent a shiver through Zhou Yan’s heart.

"I only hope my father can emerge from the shadows of his past and no longer—"

"Enough, I don’t wish to know more about your affairs. Since there’s no need to act against you right now, I should also take my leave. Hopefully, we will have a chance to meet again."

Huang FuZhan interrupted Zhou Yan, a bit presumptuous. He toasted Zhou Yan, not waiting for a return toast, drank his cup in one gulp, and stood up, striding out of the tavern.

The environment, which had become somewhat lively again, suddenly quieted down as many eyes turned toward Huang FuZhan and Zhou Yan, and some cultivators whispered amongst themselves, discussing something.

Huang FuZhan left, becoming a stream of light, riding a Flying Crane born from the Sword Spirit’s derivation, shooting away like a rainbow.

It was some time before the scene became lively once again.

Zhou Yan finished his drink alone, undisturbed. Xiao Linlin and Xiao Chan’er, not far from him, quietly took their leave.

While the drinking cultivators continued their merriment, Zhou Yan had lost all mood for it.

The sudden disappearance of the Zhou Family must have been due to an array. Zhou Yuntian had been resurrected, perhaps by Li Cangsheng’s intervention. Zhou Yan did not know what Li Cangsheng intended, but he remembered the man’s murderous intent from the past.

Everyone knew Zhou Yuntian was Ji Tianxu’s Ding Furnace; to resurrect such a Ding Furnace, was the intent to doom the Zhou Family? Or perhaps, were the killings and suppressions in the Ancient Tomb Mountain not enough, that people had forgotten his existence?

It had been just over three months, even with the journey to the Ancient Tomb Mountain not even a year in total. Could it be that, knowing he was unable to congeal a Sword Soul, he had been forsaken by everyone?

Zhou Yan was not foolish; on the contrary, his soul’s strength lent him a sharpness to analyze many matters.