Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 232 - 116 Are You Lucky or Unlucky to Be Alive_3

Chapter 232: Chapter 116 Are You Lucky or Unlucky to Be Alive_3

A detached voice echoed in Zhou Yan’s heart.

Zhou Yan nodded, "As long as Yanyan can be saved, that’s good. The rest doesn’t matter."

The voice fell silent for a moment, and then Zhou Yan felt the energy of the Void become somewhat eerie, as if time had rewound itself.

But it was just an illusion; when time reversed and the flames of Purple Flame appeared, all illusions vanished. The Purple Flame Void remained a Void, but the flames of the Purple Flame had already appeared.

"Returning to the Origin, Undying Rebirth, it’s not really unending, but rather just a restoration of energy. This girl and the space-time you inhabit are actually different... She fell here, her space-time will definitely become a land of the walking dead.

She will likely have no more memories, no more emotions, like a blank slate, naively drifting through the universe.

If that space-time of hers has a good living environment, she will be fine. But if... her living environment is not good, without the power to protect herself, she can only fall."

After a long time, that detached voice, carrying a very weak breath, conveyed such information.

Zhou Yan’s heart pounded violently; he had long known that Yanyan’s origins were special, but he had not thought that she came from another space-time.

Just, if Yanyan really fell, her becoming an idiot in another space-time... Zhou Yan dared not even think about such a consequence.

How could Zhou Yan not know about Yanyan’s living environment? When he first met Yanyan, she was dressed in rags, like a little beggar, her dirty face covered in mud.

Thinking of these things, Zhou Yan’s heart shattered, but he truly was powerless.

That feeling of powerlessness ruthlessly tore at his heart, causing him such pain that he was about to collapse.

At this moment, the Master had already completely fallen, as if part of his own soul had been gouged out, unbearable pain. The most important person in his life had left him.

If Yanyan continued like this, Zhou Yan dared not think whether he would fall into endless madness.

His voice trembled as he said in his heart, "Senior, didn’t you say, to take her away..."

"Originally, considering the many years of friendship I fought alongside your Master, taking her away was no problem, but when I resurrected her, I encountered a terrifying Void Thunder Tribulation that nearly wiped out my soul.

This girl has some tremendous terror behind her... Your Master was really formidable, calculating against me even in death, nearly having me killed indirectly! Alas, probably, he still didn’t trust me, fearing I would harm you."

"My Master would not manipulate you over this!"

Zhou Yan struggled to clear his Master’s name.

"You don’t understand his ruthlessness."

That detached voice simply returned such a cryptic message before falling into silence again.

"I understand, because I have inherited almost all of my Master’s memories, except none of his enemies were as powerful as you, Senior. Moreover, by now my Master would definitely not manipulate you."

Zhou Yan said assertively.

He was actually more worried about Yanyan, but at this moment, this voice had grown more murderous. If he did not quench this person’s wrath, a moment of impulsivity might destroy everything.

Thus, even if Zhou Yan knew his Master was ruthless enough to do something like that, he would not admit it.

"Is that so? You can be assured, I, Yao, once I promise something, even in death, I will achieve it. This little girl will not be able to grow further or change her fate, and she will continue to live in her current state.

Because of my Origin, she may be lucid for an hour each day; the rest of the time, she will be like an idiot, knowing nothing.

If she has no obsessions, she should be fine. If she has obsessions, then... when she becomes lucid, due to her obsessions, she might be in immense pain, her body as if slashed by a thousand knives."

Hearing all this, Zhou Yan’s soul once again experienced immense pain.

But at that moment, the voice continued, "I had intended... to do everything I could to help her, to completely seal her, but now even that I can’t accomplish. So, the promise I made to your Master, I have only fulfilled ninety percent. You can make an additional request."

The voice was extremely weak, yet it still held his determination.

Words spoken must be acted upon, and actions must bear results.

This was an enemy, but one worthy of respect.

Zhou Yan’s soul trembled, and tears of blood streamed from the eyes of the figure formed by the gathering of souls.

"Take her away, help me take good care of her."

"I’m sorry, her soul is inseparable from this soul space. Once her soul leaves you, she will gradually weaken until she perishes. Please make another request, anything feasible, I will try my best to fulfill it. This time, I’ve really lost a great deal. Ah, in actuality, I’ve never truly won against your master."

The voice was filled with helplessness and some lamentation.

"Then there is no other."

Zhou Yan felt listless. At this moment, he had no mood whatsoever.

He did not want to be in despair, but this was beyond despair, for it was too heavy. He had experienced his master’s memories, but still couldn’t bear such unbearable pain.

He wondered how to solve Yanyan’s predicament instead of using this condition to achieve status and glory.

"This condition can make you superior to others, can bring you endless wealth and capabilities, are you really going to give it up?"

The voice sounded somewhat surprised, seemingly unable to comprehend why Zhou Yan would turn down such a tremendous opportunity.

"Fine, I want it," Zhou Yan thought for a moment and said.

"Speak."

The voice carried a touch of indifference. It seemed that Zhou Yan’s agreement had made him even more disappointed.

"I hope you can answer five simple questions from your perspective," Zhou Yan calmly said.

"Hmm?"

The voice sounded a bit astonished, "You’re sure, only five simple questions?"

"Sure."

"Then ask, I will do my best to answer you in detail, lest you feel shortchanged." In that indifferent voice, the hint of disappointment had lessened considerably.

"First, what realm are you currently in?"

Zhou Yan inquired.

"I am the ’Nine Origin Sword Saint’. A realm that is on the verge of becoming divine, this realm corresponds..."

"Good. Second question, if one day I surpass the realm of Nine Origin Sword Saint, could I solve Yanyan’s current problems?"

"If you reach my realm, there’s a certain probability of resolving this issue because you are her bloodline and the source of her soul. If you reach the divine realm, it is definitely possible. Then, slaughtering a plane in the Heavenly Emperor Universe and capturing a Power of Destiny would allow you to rewrite her destiny."

"Third, fourth, and fifth questions, with your capabilities, you should know Yanyan’s origins, what’s up with the space-time she’s in? Who exactly is her mother? And when did I have this daughter?"

Zhou Yan, filled with anticipation, asked these nearly omnipotent ’Nine Origin Sword Saint’ questions, hoping to receive the most detailed answers to resolve the greatest doubts in the depths of his heart.

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