Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 231 - 116: Are You Lucky or Unlucky to Be Alive_2

Chapter 231: Chapter 116: Are You Lucky or Unlucky to Be Alive_2

The world is cruel, even a Master as powerful as his had fallen, had bowed his head.

The Path of Invincibility, can one continue to walk it?

Zhou Yan’s heart ached, yet he had no doubts about himself, the more hysterical, the more desperate the situation, the less he would give up.

He had been dead, and with that should have come an end to all troubles, Zhou Yan had few attachments, nor could he find a definite reason to continue living.

Of course, his daughter Yanyan was an exception.

But now, his Master’s sacrifices had made him realize that his life carried more than just his own burdens, it bore the legacy of his Master too!

At this moment, he was even less likely to give up, solely because of that person’s words—his Master had been tortured by this person a trillion times!

"However, it’s rare for her to have merged a trace of my essence, and she is indeed someone with destiny, I could save her, but the difficulty is immense. You probably know, with her capabilities, activating that kind of power just once would mean suffering through calamities beyond recovery, and this was already the limit, yet she still recklessly used that special power twice, even if she comes back to life, it won’t be much different from being dead.

Living might be even more painful, are you sure you want to save her?

If so, I will try my best. If you give up, my offer still stands. Two requests, make them now."

The voice spoke softly.

"First, revive her. Second, help her condense the Sword Soul. I have just a sliver of Origin left, if you are not sincere about lending a hand, I will take this secret with me and disappear completely, making your thousands of years of anticipation entirely in vain!"

That sliver of purple Soul conveyed an unwaveringly cold and determined message.

"The first one, though difficult, is not a big issue. The second, aside from being extremely difficult, will also cause abnormalities. If the Nine Origin Reincarnation were to open, even someone like you and I would have to act cautiously.

Helping him condense the Sword Soul now will definitely draw the attention of the Heavenly Dao of the Sword Burial Ancestor Star. This Ancestor Star has produced many astonishing individuals, and Heavenly Dao also represents their will. Thus, I am powerless in this matter. Please, choose another."

The indifferent voice seemed somewhat troubled.

"If you are unwilling, then you will gain nothing from me. After the opening of the Nine Origin Reincarnation, even you may not benefit, whereas my secret is something you have a great chance of obtaining, but the price for it is much less than what you’d offer otherwise!"

The purple Soul relayed the message, its stance unbudging and stern.

"In that case, I genuinely cannot help with the second matter, for I have my own concerns. But for the first, I will sacrifice a portion of my Origin to revive her and give her a Sealing to suppress her. This way, some of what Fate has corroded away can be temporarily preserved."

"You... fine. Although you are one of my many enemies, after fighting for so many years, I know you to be a man of your word. I now tell you the secret... in fact, three years ago, you already obtained that secret."

"You—of course, I should have realized, once again I’ve been outmaneuvered by you. Still, you are the only person I, Yao, truly admire. If it weren’t for the injury from Thunderflame, I would never have been able to imprison your Soul and torture you a trillion times..."

The indifferent voice carried a mix of complex emotions, as if ’looking’ at the gradual dissolution of the purple Soul, its gaze harboring an indeterminate meaning.

His greatest enemy was dead, yet he didn’t feel the joy he had imagined, nor did his heart’s knots untangle as he had envisioned, but instead, he was filled with a sense of inexplicable emptiness.

Even if it was just for a moment, that fleeting emotion was nevertheless perceived by Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan’s heart caught in his chest, realizing that even such a powerful being could feel lost!

But these were merely thoughts, for as he came upon this realization, he felt as though he was losing something, and suddenly, his heart was hollow.

It seemed as if something of utmost importance had left him, never to return.

He tried hard to grasp it but couldn’t hold onto it; that existence was moving further away.

"You are alive, whether it is fortunate or tragic."

The impassive voice suddenly spoke in Zhou Yan’s heart.

Zhou Yan’s thoughts were overwhelmed by the incomprehensible void of his Master’s complete dissipation, at that moment leaving no room for anything else. Hearing this voice, even though this person was an extremely fearsome being, he no longer cared.

Therefore, Zhou Yan, without a second thought, bellowed, "Get lost!"

The voice paused as if it had been many years since anyone had spoken to him that way, leaving him somewhat stunned.

"Master... Master, don’t go, why did you deceive me by saying I would die and you would live, but now that I am alive, you are already gone!"

"Master, I am but a waste; what ability do I have to live? I have nothing—"

"Stop this nonsense, it’s pointless. If you want to be weak, who are you showing your weakness to? To me? I won’t pity you. I will only laugh at you, thinking my Master was blind to take on someone who is even lesser than an ant as his True Disciple, because even ants still cling to life! Is your weakness just for you to see? Then I will just take that little girl away, so that at least she can preserve a bit of your Master’s inheritance!"

The voice once more emerged in Zhou Yan’s heart.

"Yanyan..."

Zhou Yan was startled, awakened from the extreme pain of loss and hysterical madness, and then calmly said in his heart, "Senior, I am nothing in your eyes, please save Yanyan."

"I will. But not because you asked. You have no right to request anything from me! Even though you are his Direct Disciple, the only Disciple, you still have no right to demand anything from me. Moreover, if my Disciple enters the Sword Burial Ancestor Star in the future, we will continue the previous generation’s feud, and I will have him kill you first."