Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 244 - 124 Born with a Lowly Bone_2

Chapter 244: Chapter 124 Born with a Lowly Bone_2

A person had slaughtered an entire main city. This was simply...

"Good news? Currently, the Heavenly Dao no longer favors me. To me, wherever I go, there will be no good news. So, good news is bad news. Perhaps, it will even be a dead end."

Zhou Yan said coldly.

His gaze, somewhat recklessly swept over the woman before him, not bothering to disguise it. But he wasn’t interested in the woman herself, instead, he was sensing for the aura of ancient scrolls like fragments of a heaven-sacrificing ceremony.

Once detected, even if this person had once been an acquaintance, or even shared some connections, they must die.

Zhou Yan’s invasive gaze made the woman in the white gauzy dress slightly furrow her brows. "Zhou Yan, you know, Heavenly Mountain Prefecture, along with two other strong powers, are currently unstable. And we, as Domain Masters, can intervene in the affairs of the Snow Domain.

In two months, the martial contest for Jiang Yuning, the Snow Domain Saintess, will determine your opportunity based on your current performance."

"Feng Yunyan, you really think highly of yourselves. Do you think it’s up to you what I, Zhou Yan, do?

I respect Jiang Yuning, and that’s why I would participate in the contest. But all who stand against me must die. Or perhaps, you want to use this opportunity to have me kill some geniuses for you? I truly couldn’t care less."

Zhou Yan fixed his stare on Feng Yunyan, and in an instant, he appeared right in front of her.

"Think whatever you want, but I will let you know of some benefits first—the heaven-sacrificing fragments, ancient texts! I believe these should be enough. As for the rest, you ought to know—"

Feng Yunyan hadn’t finished speaking when Zhou Yan suddenly made his move.

With Feng Yunyan’s ability, she was completely unable to resist at the moment. It seemed as though her essence, qi, and soul were suppressed by a terrifying will, akin to the void pressure faced when confronting a practitioner from the Void Realm!

In that instant, her heart was filled with shock. Was Zhou Yan, currently at the Sword Spirit Three Heavens, already touching upon the power of space because he had fought with a practitioner from the Void Realm?

If that was the case... then...

Feng Yunyan’s heart sank. She didn’t have time to think further as she almost instinctively mobilized the blood qi in her body to resist Zhou Yan’s attack.

But Zhou Yan didn’t unsheathe his sword, nor did a killing intent appear. Instead, his hand moved like lightning, instantly grabbing her pale neck and lifting her off the ground.

This action showed no intention of cherishing the flower or sparing the jade, only an endless and brutal aura.

"You know what I need, and yet you purposely use this to lure me, knowing I would certainly go to Heavenly Mountain Prefecture! Fine, as you wish, I will go to your Heavenly Mountain Prefecture!

However, a woman, especially a beautiful woman, acting high and mighty in front of me, guess, what will I do now?"

Zhou Yan’s hand exerted a slight force, pinching Feng Yunyan’s neck so hard that it made a soft ’crack’ sound.

By this time, Feng Yunyan no longer doubted that the madman, Zhou Yan, would crush her neck with one hand.

She had reached this realm so her neck being broken wouldn’t kill her. But once broken, her strength would be greatly reduced. Then, facing Zhou Yan, she would have no chance to escape, and might even suffer a fate worse than death...

"What, what do you want to do?"

Feng Yunyan’s expression grew cold too, yet her voice took on a hue of worry, and the confidence from her earlier strategizing diminished noticeably.

"Tell me about Chen Tianjian’s background and detailed information on the Emperor Sword Lineage. Also, this time, how many old acquaintances are waiting for me in Heavenly Mountain Prefecture?!"

Zhou Yan’s eyes were fierce, looking at Feng Yunyan as if she were already dead.

An esteemed practitioner at the True Spirit Level, currently at the Perfect Realm of the Sword Spirit First Layer Heaven, yet completely suppressed by one hand of Zhou Yan, unable to move.

Feng Yunyan, shocked by Zhou Yan’s strength, grew even more wary of him.

"What do you think, with my status, how much can I know?"

Feng Yunyan closed her eyes, awaiting death.

If it were a typical male cultivator, they would hardly bear to see such a refined woman suffer, let alone inflict suffering.

But Zhou Yan was different.

He clearly understood that many talented cultivators had gradually come to know their unpredictable fates, just like Zhou Lingyi knowing her destiny as a furnace, choosing to merge with Hou Ling.

Just like Ji TaiXu, knowing his identity and helplessly being in step with Ji Tianxu.

Just like Zhou Yuntian, upon learning he was a furnace for Ji Tianxu, did everything he could to turn his fate around.

Under the pressure of fate, existence as mere pawns, unwilling to continue as mere pieces, all desperately trying to escape the chess game.

Zhou Yan sneered, "I know far more than you all imagine! And I also know that you know my body is near the condensation of the Sword Spirit and near rotten death. But so what? I’m still alive, not yet dead, and I have enough cards up my sleeve to slaughter those at the Void Three and even Void Five Realm.

Unless you find a stronger expert to kill me with one strike! If you can’t kill me, the me who has now embarked on the Heartless Sword Dao will become your nightmare!"

"And do you think your reserved tricks and sudden assassination attacks can severely injure me? You’re too naive. From the moment I grabbed your neck, I knew all your cards.

Now, by humiliating you like this, I want you to understand, being pretentious and smart, you are also just an ant in my eyes, just like how you didn’t even think of sparing me a glance at the beginning."

The words of Zhou Yan finally caused Feng Yunyan to change her expression slightly.

She endured the strange feeling spreading through her body, her pretty face pale yet flush with shame.

For her, it was a humiliation, but she could not stop her body from reacting.

Under the suppression of Zhou Yan, she couldn’t exert any power, as helpless as a normal woman.

"Still not speaking? I’ll tear off your Spirit Armor, shatter your innocence in public, call upon endless Cultivators. I want all the cultivators under the heavens to watch how you, the Saintess, are publicly... humiliated by me, Zhou Yan!"

Zhou Yan sneered, and as he spoke, his hand already ripped through Feng Yunyan’s Spirit Armor, grabbing towards...

That moment, when Zhou Yan’s hand reached her... Suddenly, Feng Yunyan’s eyes filled with tears of humiliation, and she finally bowed her proud head.

"Let me down, I’ll speak."

In just a moment, Feng Yunyan’s tears had dried, and she regained her composure.

At that time, Zhou Yan also released his grip on Feng Yunyan.

"I’ll show you something. It makes no sense to say more, because whatever I say, you really won’t believe it."

Without seeking Zhou Yan’s consent, Feng Yunyan directly activated a Sword Illusion Realm.

Shortly after, a clear scene emerged inside.

...

Within the Sword Illusion Realm, there were two figures, both dressed in colorful clothes, a man and a woman. Both faces were shown from the side, both very vague, but Zhou Yan found them somewhat familiar.

The man smiled and said, "Aren’t you afraid he will swallow the Ancestor Blood? Aren’t you afraid he will activate his trump card and destroy everything?"

The woman in colorful clothes coldly replied, "Even if I gave him the Ancestor Blood for free, protected his condensation realm, he would not act like that.

The man nodded and said, "Oh? It seems you know him well."

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, "I’ve always said, such people, like dogs with natural servility, the more you beat and scold them, the more you torment them, the more attached they actually become. Zhou Wangchen is not that simple? Zhou Yan, this dog, will naturally protect him, giving him the Ancestor Blood!"

"You say this is not a dog? Beat it, scold it, torment it, yet it still wants to follow behind wagging its tail."

The man replied, "It’s also true, having such a dog wagging its tail behind you is not bad. At least, dogs are loyal."

The woman shook her head and said, "I don’t like dogs because a dog is always a dog. I only like you, don’t you want to stay a little longer?"

The man said, "Not staying anymore. That dog is now very fierce, and when it goes crazy, it’s even scarier. If I stay, I’m afraid it will bite me."

Hearing this, the woman in colorful clothes laughed lightly, "Then I’ll pull its teeth out, wouldn’t that solve the problem?"

"You can’t do that." The man’s voice was certain.

"Maybe not. He needs the Heavenly Sacrifice Page, he will definitely come, and I’ll wait for him," the woman in colorful clothes coldly smiled, her voice harsh.

"And in what manner will you meet him?" the man asked in astonishment.

"Whoever he wants to see, I’ll appear as. What do you say?" the woman said enticingly.

"In that case, wouldn’t I be at a disadvantage?"

The man smiled and got up, giving the direction where Zhou Yan was watching the Sword Illusion Realm an intentional or unintentional glance.

As if he meant to meet Zhou Yan’s eyes intentionally.

At that moment, Zhou Yan saw a familiar figure that he couldn’t have imagined.

He stood frozen in place, his mind buzzing, blanking out.