Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 375 - 026: Destruction Dao Injury

Chapter 375: Chapter 026: Destruction Dao Injury

A layer of thunderclouds concealed the waves of blood qi.

This was the essence blood of the Undying Fire Phoenix. If such blood were to leak into the outside world, it would undoubtedly lead to countless conflicts and bring an endless storm of blood and carnage.

But this was merely an Ancient Thunder Array derived by Zhou Yan, so everything here remained tranquil.

Blood flowed across the ground, trickling from beneath Feng Jiu Xian, her slender and pale thighs marked with shocking, bloody streaks, like the aftermath of a miscarriage.

Yet Feng Jiu Xian felt no discomfort, but rather an intense sense of relief.

Zhou Yan’s expression didn’t waver in the least; he was utterly calm, as cold as emotionless steel.

Perhaps it was only such a frigid, unfeeling demeanor that could allow Feng Jiu Xian’s blood to flow freely without a hint of worry.

Healing the wounds of the Tao and innate deficiencies was certainly a painful process, but the integration that followed the healing was even more agonizing.

Sometimes, making a decision was not difficult; the true challenge was facing the hardships that came after the decision was made.

Feng Jiu Xian was fully concentrating on controlling the Fire Phoenix Nirvana Technique within her body, advancing the operation of the Nirvana Scripture to cope with the difficulty of merging.

Zhou Yan waited silently beside her, saying nothing. He knew that at this time, any word could disturb Feng Jiu Xian. In such a state, he couldn’t afford to let her be stimulated even in the slightest, as it could cause even the most meticulously planned layout to collapse.

In truth, Feng Jiu Xian’s injury was far more complex than Zhou Yan had imagined. It was evident that the Fire Phoenix Clan had sent Feng Jiu Xian to the Sword Burial Ancestor Star with a resignation akin to ’throwing a broken jar away.’

This supreme genius had been abandoned by the Fire Phoenix Clan.

This was the answer Zhou Yan arrived at, but from Feng Jiu Xian’s bloodline, he gleaned not just that but also her past determination and willpower.

Within her tender and immature spirit, there was a burden far heavier than what ordinary people could ever fathom.

The Thunderflame continued to flicker, suppressing the blood qi.

Under the light of the purple thunder, Feng Jiu Xian’s face gained an extra touch of enchanting charm and allure.

She continuously formed ancient marks, using old runes similar to those in the Nirvana Scripture to refine and heal her wounds.

As the sky gradually changed, the short day passed.

"Sigh—"

Feng Jiu Xian breathed out a gust of blood qi, appearing extremely weak in spirit.

Yet, the look in her eyes became noticeably sharper.

Her eyes were beautiful, and if one were to earnestly gaze into them, even for a lifetime, one would never grow tired of them.

These were eyes that possessed an extraordinary spiritual nature.

Zhou Yan caught sight of these beautiful eyes too, but he only paused his breath briefly before regaining his composure, his gaze becoming very calm.

"Thank you."

Feng Jiu Xian looked intently at Zhou Yan, suddenly speaking in a gentle voice.

Her voice was incredibly soft.

She had never spoken in such a tender tone before, but this time, she was extremely serious and sincere.

She was concerned about Zhou Yan.

Because in healing her injury, Zhou Yan had given far more than he had promised before.

"It’s nothing; although it exceeded expectations, your injury is now healed," Zhou Yan said with a slight smile, his face remaining very calm.

Previously, he had planned to use Feng Jiu Xian in his strategy, using her as bait to attract endless dangers and eliminate countless geniuses to serve as his cultivation’s origin energy.

But during the healing process with his own origin power, Zhou Yan absorbed and refined the excess essence blood into the Thunder Seal. Unintentionally, he witnessed the memories of the woman’s suffering.

It could be said that now, Zhou Yan understood Feng Jiu Xian better than she understood herself, which led to him abandoning the more ruthless parts of his plan and treating the woman with sincerity.

"Like fellow travelers who meet far from home, there’s no need to have known each other before."

Had he not seen that scene, he would have used Feng Jiu Xian as a pawn to advance his own purpose.

But having seen it, he could no longer do that and instead made appropriate changes to his plan—though he still calculated and made use of Feng Jiu Xian.

As a result, Zhou Yan sincerely healed Feng Jiu Xian so that not a trace of her injury remained.

Even the essence blood she had lost was refined by Zhou Yan and preserved, planning to return it to her once she had recovered from her injuries.

In the process of the Thunder Seal’s refinement, Zhou Yan had mastered a part of the Nirvana Scripture, a legacy hidden within the bloodline, perhaps a power only possessed by this abnormal treasure born from the Purple Flame Void.

"Zhou Lingzhe, I was presumptuous before, I apologize."

Feng Jiu Xian looked deeply at Zhou Yan and suddenly bowed deeply in a gesture of respect.

He treated her with the utmost respect, as one would a true benefactor.

During the treatment, when Zhou Yan was refining his bloodline, and when he felt Zhou Yan had expended a great deal of his Origin Energy to help her, Feng Jiu Xian’s heart was profoundly shaken.

She had never imagined that in her life, there would be a man who would give up so much for her.

Although this man had a certain goal in mind, her heart was still deeply moved.

"You need not apologize. Perhaps it’s fate. This is the Essence Blood you lost before; I collected it and purified the impurities. Absorb it back into your system, and you will recover quickly."

Without hesitation, Zhou Yan took out the Blood Crystal that Feng Jiu Xian had condensed.

Feng Jiu Xian’s heart trembled slightly. She hesitated but, after pondering for a long time, she still reached out and took the Blood Crystal.

Then, she condensed the Blood Crystal and gradually restored her own Blood Qi, climbing back to the peak state of the Sword Soul Third Layer Heaven.

At this point, Zhou Yan sat down and immersed himself in his own recovery and cultivation.

Despite losing some Origin Power again, the ability of the Purple Flame Void to create Origin Energy had not disappeared; it had merely transformed.

The Origin Energy now took the form of the Thunder Origin Energy, stored within the Thunder Seal.

What Zhou Yan consumed was merely the Origin Energy within the Thunder Seal.

Yet even so, the treatment process was indeed very difficult.

A full day and night of treatment left Zhou Yan extremely fatigued.

Now that Feng Jiu Xian was well, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief and began his own cultivation.

However, just as he began to cultivate the Nirvana Scripture and ponder the Thunder Seal’s insights into the scripture, Zhou Yan suddenly felt an indescribable pain.

This pain seemed completely inexplicable, as if his internal organs were suddenly twisted together and then instantly destroyed.

Zhou Yan’s body shook, and he immediately realized, as he had anticipated, that there might be something within the Bloodline impurities of Feng Jiu Xian that was not refined by the Thunder and had been extracted and now entered his body.

Chilled to the core, Zhou Yan realized the situation was more troublesome than he had anticipated.

But as soon as the thought occurred to him, an even more intense pain spread throughout his body.

At this moment, Feng Jiu Xian, as if sensing something, suddenly opened her eyes.

She saw Zhou Yan’s expression of extreme agony and stood up in a state of shock, instantly coming to his side.

Her gaze was filled with disbelief and complex emotions, her face awash with distress as she gently said, "You, how did you bear my ’Destruction Dao Injury’ for me?"

Zhou Yan suppressed the pain wracking his body but couldn’t control the coughing that started up.

He suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, and as he coughed, blood splattered all over his hand.

The bright red blood, against the backdrop of the purple Thunder Light, looked like dazzling fireworks, glaringly vivid, shocking and frightening.

Feng Jiu Xian was anxious and saddened. For some reason, she felt as if she had established an inexplicable soul connection with Zhou Yan, unable to bear it and deeply pained.

"It’s nothing. It seems you were really schemed against. Your Dao Injury can clearly only be saved by Origin Power, and someone thought of a malicious method. They added an extra Sealing to the injury to devastate you, but fortunately, I helped you unravel it. Otherwise, you would be dead by now...

I unraveled the Dao Injury and broke the Sealing, but I suffered the backlash of the hidden trap within it.

The person who wanted... to put you to death seems to have sensed something. And this outbreak of ’Destruction Dao Injury’ obviously means they’ve sent someone."

"I will slaughter them!"

Feng Jiu Xian roared.

"Listen, they don’t know that you have fully recovered and even think you’re badly hurt. I’ll pass on to you a Concealing Technique called ’Dao Sheng Yi Transformation Technique.’ You’ll disguise yourself as me in this state, and then we will stage a play and counterattack these people."

Zhou Yan said gently, his voice cold and fierce.

His body was almost collapsing, his bloodline seeming dry, and his condition appeared grave.

"Alright... I’ll listen to everything you say."

Feng Jiu Xian felt as if she had gone through a life-and-death ordeal with Zhou Yan. She no longer harbored the slightest doubt about him, even involuntarily trusting him completely.

This feeling was quite magical.

And the feeling of having someone to trust was wonderful, truly captivating her.

"Listen," Zhou Yan murmured, detailing the Concealing Technique within Dao Sheng Yi, and after finishing, he continued, "This place can’t be sensed by the outside world for the time being, not even by a Saint. They can’t see through or derive anything, so you don’t need to worry. Now, contemplate well, and after half an hour, we will..."

Zhou Yan finished speaking, his body seemingly collapsing further, his condition growing more severe.

Feng Jiu Xian agreed but did not sit down to comprehend immediately. Instead, she suddenly condensed a drop of Original Blood into a crystal-like Blood Pearl and took out a damaged Ancient Scripture, handing it to Zhou Yan, "Zhou Lingzhe, take this. You must return the scripture after reading and imprinting it. This is the upper volume of the ’Fire Phoenix Nirvana Scripture,’ a Supreme Treasure of the Fire Phoenix Clan. I can’t give it to you, but I can provide you with an imprint of a copy."

Without hesitation, Feng Jiu Xian took out the two items that Zhou Yan had targeted before.

Startled, Zhou Yan looked at Feng Jiu Xian with a hint of surprise in his eyes.