Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 421 - 070 Holy Soul Pill

Chapter 421: Chapter 070 Holy Soul Pill

The so-called sense of unknown crisis is a deep understanding of the Tao.

The Tao is endless and formless, allowing for certain signs of crisis.

Zhou Yan’s understanding of this surpassed everyone in this world, because he had the memories of his master, Lee Ran from Earth, knowing these signs, which for the Huaxia people of Earth, had always instinctively existed.

This was most vividly manifested in the experience of dreams.

Many people dream of encountering unfavorable outcomes, which then come true the next day. This is not a normal situation but a manifestation of approaching the Void Realm after the Three Souls and Seven Spirits.

Dreams are the Void Realm. It’s just that the people of Earth are completely bound and sealed, all experiencing suppression, so they cannot further manifest in this aspect.

Those who can foresee fortunes and misfortunes are mostly the exceptional ones, who have somehow experienced some easing of this sealing. As a result, they have experiences such as sleepwalking, out-of-body experiences, spirit travel, or even flying in dreams; this is the soul’s struggle under suppression.

As Zhou Yan gradually understood this sense of crisis, his previous experiences of ’Death Sense’ when outside gave him a deeper realization.

While speaking with Ning’er, he suddenly had a Sudden Enlightenment in the midst of their conversation, grasping the essence of this crisis sensing. Thus, it felt as though his soul had undergone a purification, Zhou Yan felt his fragmented soul had become cleaner and purer.

It was like a soul that had been tainted with dust suddenly getting washed by Clear Spring. Perhaps the intensity hadn’t changed, but a fundamental transformation had occurred.

Caught off guard, Zhou Yan then came back to his senses. He saw Ning’er’s intoxicated gaze, and suddenly felt an immense sense of pride.

Did he not also have the charm to turn Ning’er into a ’Flower Fanatic’? Wasn’t this also a kind of ability?

Zhou Yan was very pleased with himself and felt proud, but he also enjoyed Ning’er’s gaze filled with shock and intoxication.

He stepped closer to Ning’er, gently running his hand through her still speckled white hair, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

"Ning’er..."

Zhou Yan called softly.

"Mmm."

Ning’er hummed softly, responding gently, then her pretty face blushed beautifully.

Even though she was usually as cold as ice, and always kept her emotions frozen, the more it was like this, the more uncontrollable the burst of emotions once released.

"Ning’er, let’s perform Dual Cultivation. If not for the poor condition I am in now, I really wish to ’battle’ with you for three hundred thousand rounds."

Zhou Yan said, unable to hold back.

His gaze was filled with wild desire and affection. There was no hiding or pretending, because his feelings for Ning’er surpassed everything, even the body’s natural intense response was an Ascension of love.

"Husband... whatever you desire, Ning’er will satisfy you."

Ning’er showed no resistance, because this was in regard to the man she loved the most. In the face of her most beloved man, all reservations, all shyness are cast aside because she knew she was entirely his.

Thus, her words were incredibly tender and melodiously delightful, filled with deep emotion.

Zhou Yan felt an urge to merge his body with Ning’er’s, making them one, but he restrained himself, slightly bowing his head and kissing her delicate lips again.

...

This kiss lasted almost an eternally long time, both of them slightly intoxicated, unable to extricate themselves.

After a long time, when their lips parted again, Zhou Yan took Ning’er’s delicate, jade-like hands and sat down facing her.

This manner of sitting face-to-face was a ’Double Lotus’ position, their knees touching against each other, while their hands touched like transferring energy, palms connecting.

"Ning’er, I like a compliant Ning’er, so don’t think of yourself as a Ding Furnace anymore. Just cooperate well. This time let’s start from the Taiyin Talisman Scripture. Once you have the Undying Rebirth Technique, I can truly be at peace."

Zhou Yan said smilingly.

His tone was filled with affection, as if doting on a child.

But Ning’er also liked this tone very much. Upon hearing his words, her beautiful eyes brightened, carrying endless tenderness and said, "Husband, Ning’er understands. Go ahead and use the Soul Technique at will."

Ning’er was very sensible, knowing that any so-called sacrifice now would be harmful to them both, so she wouldn’t do it now.

She had realized, to live together, die together, for a lifetime.

With this thought, all her thoughts flowed smoothly, and her mental knots were untied. She let Zhou Yan act as he wished, even if it was for her to do something very shameful, she would not refuse but would do it with immense happiness.

This was her devotion.

Thinking this, Ning’er didn’t know that under such circumstances, feeling a connection with Zhou Yan’s heart, Zhou Yan naturally sensed this. Given that Zhou Yan’s sensing power was already incomparable, sensing this scene made his heart feel incredibly sweet.

However, Zhou Yan was not lost in these distractions, happiness lay in cherishing every moment. He cherished every second, and it was in such a condition that he strived to heal his soul injuries, ensuring no accidents would befall him.

With a thought, Zhou Yan’s soul flew out from his body, manifesting a soul void body.

Because he had reached the Sword Void Realm, forming a void body with his soul had become a feasible technique.

However, after the soul left the body, the external pressure was still intense—clearly a spatial oppressiveness, imperceptible before reaching the Sword Void Realm.

Having attained the Sword Void Realm and formed a soul void body, his soul was truly disembodied, thus bearing external forces like gravity, making his every move rather cumbersome.

Upon manifesting, Zhou Yan’s soul void body also felt the immense pressure, but his soul’s essence was incredibly strong, so he managed to adapt after merely stumbling.

However, due to the immense pressure affecting his injuries, Zhou Yan coughed again, each cough bringing up a mouthful of white soul blood.

This time, Zhou Yan coughed eight times, and although he suppressed each desire to expel the soul blood, his soul’s condition evidently worsened significantly.

"Husband, you, what is this..." Jiang Yuning sensed Zhou Yan’s condition, her pretty face paling instantly, realizing in that moment that Zhou Yan seemed effortless in his earlier actions but at unknown costs of essence qi and soul power.

All to save her.

Ning’er was profoundly stricken, her voice trembling.

Zhou Yan’s physical body remained unmoved, but his soul gave Ning’er a tender smile, unconcernedly saying, "Ning’er, don’t worry, I always leave a way out for myself, and this time is no exception.

Although my soul’s condition is indeed very bad now, it has also allowed me to deepen my understanding of the Nirvana Scripture. Soul Nirvana requires a shattered soul.

Originally, my soul was immensely strong, and shattering it would surely mean no chance of survival. Now, however, such severe injuries to my soul provide a perfect opportunity to break and then rebuild."

Zhou Yan’s soul conveyed these exceedingly gentle messages, also carrying boundless conviction.

His tone, confidence, and courage gave his currently frail soul an extraordinary aura.

Ning’er stood rooted to the spot, then she stared deeply at Zhou Yan’s soul, her spirit somewhat trembling.

In past lives and the present, Ning’er had met countless geniuses, especially when her memories had not yet awakened—sometimes harboring comparative thoughts—what did she see in Zhou Yan after all? After all, Zhou Yan, despite being desirable and dearly loved in her heart, had a major flaw—he was somewhat fickle.

Such a man couldn’t love her wholeheartedly. She had been confused about this at times.

This confusion is typical in young girls and not unusual.

But as memories gradually awakened, deep poignant love impacted her spirit, and Ning’er began to recognize this man as the only one in her life.

Now, profoundly feeling such abyssal love, Ning’er felt that this love, vast and generous enough to encompass everything, including all trivial flaws, left her resolved even unto death.

Her heart, previously undemanding and regretless due to awakened memories, now grew more fervently and hysterically loving Zhou Yan, regardless of everything.

She just looked at Zhou Yan, her eyes even swirling with tears.

This wasn’t emotion or sadness, but the manifestation of true profound love.

Unable to control herself, unable to restrain her feelings.

Resisting her urge to wildly throw herself into Zhou Yan’s arms, Ning’er tried to calm her mental state, making it serener, actively cooperating with Zhou Yan’s forthcoming cultivation.

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Zhou Yan, feeling Ning’er’s changes in her mental state, carried a silent reproach in his heart, yet this didn’t change his true desires as he followed his heart, loving Ning’er more than anything but also unable not to forsake others like Gu Xi.

Thus, except for further deepening his compensatory love, he had no better way.

Because of this, he was deeply touched by Ning’er’s broad-mindedness.

Indeed, not only Ning’er but Feng Lingqing, Gu Xi, and even Guan Qiushui knew of Zhou Yan’s true nature as a flirt, yet none minded.

Meanwhile, the general context where many geniuses even have thousands of outstanding Daoist couples is to pass down more talented descendants.

After all, the bloodline of true talent undoubtedly breeds superior progeny, these talented females willing to share a husband, sometimes even hundreds of them, also aim to produce superior offspring.

As for love, it often takes a backseat, unlike Zhou Yan’s case.

However, Zhou Yan was also influenced by memories from his master Lee Ran, making his values not as liberal.

But he was at peace with it, always allowing things to develop naturally, never forcing nor avoiding deliberately.

These thoughts briefly flashed through Zhou Yan’s mind, and then he gathered his focus, consolidating his soul even more. After readying himself, Zhou Yan didn’t require Ning’er to manifest her soul but first retrieved an elixir from Qian Saint’s Qiankun Ring.

This was a blue elixir shimmering with a chilly brilliance, called "Holy Soul Pill," intended for saints whose souls had been wounded.