Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 269 - 147: That Lonely Sword Intent

Chapter 269: Chapter 147: That Lonely Sword Intent

Chapter 147: That Lonely Sword Intent

"This shows that, after all, I was never destined to be with Zhou Lingzhe.

If I were fated, to give up this shackle-like body and have a brief spring breeze moment with such a man like Zhou Lingzhe would be a blessing earned over several lifetimes for Jiayue. Unfortunately, Jiayue’s aspirations ultimately surpassed her lowly station."

Zhuge Jiayue laughed at herself with a bit of self-mockery, her eyes clearly revealing a brief moment of self-disgust.

It seemed that having heard these words from Zhou Yan, she was utterly satisfied.

Zhou Yan developed a strange feeling in his heart for Zhuge Jiayue, a feeling peculiarly different.

But before this feeling could grow, Zhuge Jiayue suddenly interrupted Zhou Yan’s thoughts, softly saying, "Zhou Lingzhe, the Ancient Array is ready. Let me activate it, and you may enter."

"Is Tianji Mountain closing off for good?" Zhou Yan didn’t rush in but instead gazed into Zhuge Jiayue’s beautiful, moon-like eyes, inquiring.

"Indeed, it is closing. I hope we’ll have the chance to meet again."

Zhuge Jiayue returned the gaze with a slight smile, her crescent-like eyes seemingly brimming with endless tenderness, but everything was as elusive as flowers seen through fog, not so clear.

Zhou Yan struggled to see clearly but, frustratingly, the disparity in strength was too great to discern anything.

He knew it was because she did not want him to see, so he refrained from looking further and turned to walk into the Ancient Array.

"Zhou Lingzhe, take good care of yourself."

Zhuge Jiayue murmured softly, following which her wings fluttered swiftly. Then, a mysteriously lonely Sword Intent appeared. This Sword Intent was immensely strong and fiery, like the miserable life of a lonesome woman.

An Ancient Flute appeared.

The desolate phoenix-tree-colored Ancient Flute began to wheeze, and its sound gradually emerged, transforming into waves of the Cloud Sea in all directions. The desolate and mournful tune manifested terrifying cracks in the space, naturally opening the Ancient Array.

Zhou Yan’s body involuntarily began to tremble violently, that momentary familiar, beckoning sensation was overwhelmingly intense.

He had turned around a thousand times in the past, only to see such a figure. Now, it seemed that figure had reappeared.

But when Zhou Yan turned back, he saw nothing. There, there was only a Sword Peak, a lonely Sword Peak.

Inside the Sword Peak, there were two mountain springs, wherein flowed the scent of blood.

The Ancient Array reversed, and all the scenes disappeared like a fantasy.

Zhou Yan stood stunned in the Ancient Array he recognized before entering Tianji Mountain; his heart began to tremble.

Why did countless inexplicable calls and lonely figures appear at that moment?

Why was she afraid to come close to him?

Why did she eventually use Lonely Sword Intent?

Could it be that she was also a person from the Emperor Sword Lineage?

...

Zhou Yan knew that all these answers could be found if he just returned immediately.

But when he took out the Heavenly Mechanism Order, it had turned into a lifeless gray, as if it had lost its spirituality.

Not just that, the ’three’ character on it had lost a stroke, turning into ’two.’

"I can’t go back to Tianji Mountain anymore."

Zhou Yan muttered to himself, and after a long while, he sighed, took out a bottle of liquor, and began to drink inexplicably.

The fierce liquor seemed to become more potent with the strengthening of his Realm, burning the soul intensely, yet unable to suppress the quivering of his spirit after sensing the familiar Lonely Sword Intent.

Zhou Yan’s heart was still trembling, uncontrollably and involuntarily.

His hand was also shaking, trembling.

For a swordsman, if his hand trembles, his Sword Dao is as good as ruined.

Zhou Yan’s Sword Dao had not been ruined, but his hands trembled severely.

He felt as though he had lost something, unable to recall certain matters.

He began to doubt, doubting whether those initial words from Li Cangsheng were true.

He, Zhou Yan, might have died long ago! As for why he was still alive now... that was something he wanted to know too.

Zhou Yan fell into an inexplicably chaotic state of mind, to the extent that he became somewhat bewildered.

From the moment he entered Carefree Main City, the strange, lonely figure of a flute-playing woman had already imprinted a deep mark in the depths of his heart.

Now suddenly appearing and just as suddenly leaving, like a briefly blooming flower, had rudely excavated that ’expectation’ deep within Zhou Yan’s heart, leaving him unable to comprehend what was real and what was false.

During his bewilderment, suddenly, his brow felt a burning sensation, and the Purple Flame Breath began to fluctuate anomalously at this moment.

Zhou Yan was startled and quickly cleared himself from the chaotic emotions.

"How terrifying the Lonely Sword Intent is! Is this the essence of ’Loneliness’? If the Purple Flame Breath didn’t rush through my soul, I might have self-destructed, annihilated myself!"

"With the strength of my soul, to be still impacted by this Lonely Sword Intent, what exactly does Zhuge Jiayue want? Does she want to kill me? Or help me?"

Zhou Yan frowned.

But he didn’t dwell on it, and instead immediately sensed toward the Purple Flame Void in his brow, for the Purple Flame was behaving abnormally.

In the Purple Flame Void, Yanyan’s figure emerged bit by bit, seemed bewildered as she glanced around, seemingly not seeing familiar faces, then she faded away into confusion within the Purple Flame Void.

Purple Flame, Lotus, at this moment there were some inexplicable fluctuations.

Within the fluctuations, one could see a thumb-sized gap in the inner world, seemingly possible to enter.

Yet, just as the thought arose, a great terror descended, and Zhou Yan dared not think further, only able to watch helplessly as Yanyan walked in, confused.

She still wore her old cotton-padded jacket, which now looked even more tattered, and her body was covered in dirty mud...

Zhou Yan watched Yanyan walk in, thought of Feng Lingqing, and thought of the child in Feng Lingqing’s stomach. But he was no longer saddened; instead, he suddenly felt an indescribable anger.

He withdrew his Spiritual Sense and retracted the thoughts that originated from the Purple Flame Void.

He looked up at the sky, his heart filled with stern anger, "If one day, I am qualified to set up a game, I will play all of you to disability! You all deserve to die! Die! Die!"

He clenched his fist tightly, then released it, and eventually, his mood returned to calm.

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City of No Tears.

Jixue Ancient Array.

"To pass through here, we can enter the Eighth Layer of the Ancient Array, but the conditions ahead are tough, it will require our continuous cooperation to break through," a beautiful woman in green clothes said while stroking her black hair, a contemplative look on her face.

"Immortal Qian Xi, this time, an Ancient Evil Spirit from the Void Seventh has already appeared; we barely escaped with heavy losses. Facing further danger, we might not even survive," a man in white clothes frowned and said.

"There is no other option available. I wonder, Spiritualist He Yu, do you have any better ideas?" the woman named ’Qian Xi’ in the green silk dress said somewhat displeased.

"There are indeed options," the man in white casually glanced at the nearly hundred male and female geniuses gathered, his eyes filled with a mocking tone, "Some trash should stop following us. It’s better to use them to attract danger so that we can pass safely."

"Spiritualist He Yu, what do you mean by that?" a female cultivator in red clothes immediately shouted angrily.

"That’s right, don’t think just because you exerted some effort earlier, we all deserve to die? If that’s the case, Immortal Qian Xi can also throw you into danger as a burden!" a man in green clothes also stood up, speaking in a very displeased tone.

"I recognized your strength earlier because you had some capabilities, but here, that amount is clearly insufficient. So, blame only that your strength is inferior!" the young cultivator named ’He Yu,’ his eyes flashing with disdain, spoke coldly.

"Alright, let’s stop arguing. Without teamwork, individual strength ultimately cannot sustain. It’s just a matter of dying sooner or later; what difference does it make? The Ancient Array is already open; let’s quickly prepare to avoid encountering danger again—Eh, there are still cultivators coming here?" The woman named ’Qian Xi’ spoke as she further unlocked the seal of the Ancient Array, leading into a snowy land.

Snowflakes like goose feathers fluttered between Heaven and Earth, the ground was clad in a wintry white, like a world inside a silver cauldron.

However, this place was not quiet. In the distance, a large group of cultivators sat together, silently cultivating, without a hint of embarrassment.

When Qian Xi saw this group of cultivators, they also saw her.

Afterward, the large group of cultivators all stood up one after the other.

"Are there cultivators? Good, just over a hundred people! Perfect, we have some puppets to send to death."

Seeing this scene, He Yu was initially stunned but soon a cold and ruthless smile appeared on his face.

However, before his smile fully emerged, his eyes bulged out, for among these hundred-plus people, there were quite a few exceptionally beautiful women.

Among them was a ’young girl’ about six or seven years old. She only appeared to be six or seven, yet she possessed a mature charm, standing about 1.6 meters tall. She seemed petite but was somewhat peculiar.

This peculiarity, however, made her stand out, very eye-catching, very captivating.

"Puppets? What big talk!"

At this moment, a man in black battle armor suddenly stood out, positioning himself in front of the childlike young girl, his gaze staring coldly at He Yu.

"Hmm? Interesting, not a native but also a foreigner from the same realm."

He Yu was taken aback, then gave the black-clad man a glance, his eyes flashing a hint of surprise, and then he took a few more careful looks.

"You are the descendant of the Ancient Hidden Land, Immortal Qian Xi, right? I am Gongcheng Diewu from the Gongcheng Family! Now that we meet here, let’s decide who is superior!"

Just then, the usually low-profile Gongcheng Diewu suddenly stepped forward, her voice coldly addressing Qian Xi.

Qian Xi was taken aback, then her beautiful eyes displayed an uncontrollable hatred. She coldly said, "So, you are the remnants of the Gongcheng Family, in that case, it would be good to settle things with you here!"

"Disciples of the Ancient Hidden Land, all must die! Count me in!"

Fairy Cai Xuan at that moment, also stepped forward.

"Countering the people from the Ancient Hidden Land, how can I, Hu Yidao, stand idly by!"

"I, Yang Liufeng of the Yang Family, will certainly not stand by!"

"Ouyang Yiyu, please instruct me, Immortal Qian Xi!"

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