Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 634 - 070: I, Zhou Yan, am a Petty Man!

Chapter 634: Chapter 070: I, Zhou Yan, am a Petty Man!

The Evil King, seeing that he had suppressed the dissatisfaction of the many Cultivators, then turned to Zhou Yan and said, "Since you have the ability, then let this matter be settled as such. But in the future, do not continue to do this. Nine Origin Heavenly City, after all, is the ’Fighting Divine Domain’ built with the painstaking efforts of all the Saints. If you keep doing this every three days, you will only dishearten countless junior genius Cultivators."

The tone of the Evil King’s speech changed from sharp and sinister to somewhat gentle, as if he was earnestly instructing.

This performance, Cultivators who didn’t understand clicked their tongues in wonder, while the clever ones felt a chill in their hearts. For they finally realized that Zhou Yan’s capabilities were far more formidable than they had imagined.

"Evil King, since you’ve said as much, then there are some things that I must still explain, so that no one misunderstands anything or thinks that I, Zhou Yan, don’t know how to conduct myself.

Firstly, the rules you have established, I truly did not know about. Of course, even if I had, I had no intention of following them. This is not to say that I disregard the dignity of the Saints, but rather that I never said I wanted to enter domains like the Fighting Divine Domain of Nine Origin Heavenly City.

Since I am not yet a part of this power, there’s no talk of following the rules here.

Secondly, as to who Duan Xinghun is, others may not know, but I believe that most of the Saints present have a vague idea. And what kind of person I, Zhou Yan, am, everyone should see clearly. I, Zhou Yan, will never kill the innocent but I will also never let my enemies live happily!

’A gentleman’s revenge is not too late even after ten years,’ that’s the gentleman’s capability, not mine. I, Zhou Yan, am not a gentleman, but a villain! Seeing my enemy jumping around in front of me, I can’t hold back even for a minute. Ten years too late? Ten years is too long, I can’t wait! If I see them now, I want to take them down now! If I see them later, I’ll take them down later! Such hatred will not be left till tomorrow, let alone ten years!

Therefore, I also make it clear here that for all Cultivators of Nine Origin Heavenly City, I don’t care how big of a background you have or how strong and incredible you were before, the prerequisite is not to provoke my people.

Of course, by provoke, I mean murderous and venomous actions, not normal or slightly targeted competition.

You may not believe it, but Duan Xinghun serves as an example for you!

Perhaps, you think that I am boasting, or you might even doubt the truthfulness of Saints like the Evil King rating my combat power comparable to the Fourth Sword Tribulation Refinement Realm.

None of these matter, you may try to offend me, anger me, or my people, and see if the outcome is miserable! I’m always welcoming everyone to try and test this.

Perhaps, you think that with Saints like the Evil King backing me, I am arrogantly wielding power by proxy, putting on a façade of strength. This also doesn’t matter, because you may also ask around about the path I, Zhou Yan, have taken. To be disrespectful to the Saints, I don’t even give a damn about the Saints, let alone you, heh, best not to look for trouble for no good reason!"

Zhou Yan’s words were spoken with unparalleled arrogance and brazenness, and it was a blatant act of suppressing other genius’s arrogance in public.

But this time, really no one stepped out to say anything.

Because many Cultivators recalled something, something that had been much talked about—a legend that once, the avatar of the Evil King had been slain by the Emperor Qi Sword Body Zhou Yan!

Without discussing the truth of the matter, now the Evil King was protecting Zhou Yan, what did this imply? It meant, even the Evil King, had subtly conceded!

Many Cultivators began to watch the reactions of the Saints, but although the Saints remained calm, none of them stood up to object to Zhou Yan’s words! Seeing this scene, the hearts of many Cultivators sank suddenly, realizing something.

The scene was silent.

"I, Zhou Yan, normally do not need to explain myself when I kill. This time, consider it giving extra words in respect to the Saints. Duan Xinghun killed Li Yan Yun, a woman dear to my father, and this woman also graced me with her mentorship. For such enmity, it was already merciful of me not to exterminate Duan Xinghun’s entire clan. As for Saints like Duan Tianjie, I didn’t even consider him, he better not come looking for trouble—if he even harbors such thoughts and wishes, I’ll make him regret it so much he’ll turn green!

Perhaps, you still think I’m just running my mouth, but—soon, you’ll know whether the reality reflects my words."

Zhou Yan said calmly.

His words elicited many silent sneers from the Cultivators, but openly, there really were no Cultivators who confronted him, no sarcasm or mockery either.

Maybe some genius had always looked down on Zhou Yan from the very beginning. Perhaps some Cultivators had seen Zhou Yan’s imposing momentum and chose to temporarily avoid direct conflict. Or maybe, some genius Cultivators understood the situation and knew that Zhou Yan’s threats weren’t exaggerated but based on real ability, and he was simply establishing his authority through this situation.

Regardless of the reason, the scene was relatively harmonious.

After Zhou Yan finished speaking, he heard Saint Yao ponder, "Zhou Yan, do you really have no intention of joining Nine Origin Heavenly City?"

"Indeed, I won’t join,"

Zhou Yan nodded affirmatively.

"This Nine Origin Heavenly City is a congregation of worldly talents, encompassing the insights and epiphanies from countless Saints’ Cultivation, amalgamated and integrated. The strengths that all Saints specialize in will also undergo derivation here, to be presented to many junior talented Cultivators—it is an opportunity, even for my disciple Qian Xi. I have told her to seize this once-in-a-lifetime chance—an excellent opportunity, a rare chance for rapid empowerment."

Saint Yao said with a weighty expression.

Nine Origin Heavenly City was truly a gathering point for the essence of the Nine Origin Universe, where resources condensed to the utmost, and all the benefits of Cultivation were collected.

It can be said, Nine Origin Heavenly City, daring to claim the title of ’Fighting Divine Domain,’ revealed its grand ambition.

For a common genius in cultivation, what’s called a serendipity is just an occasional benefit—such as the rare enlightenment of a holy land’s law or the understanding of a strand of a Saint’s insights.

But in the Nine Origin Heavenly City, as long as a cultivator has the ability, they can encounter serendipities every day, entering the Nirvana Land ’Fighting Divine Domain’ of saintly enlightenment, embarking on the journey of comprehending the Saint Dao.

Zhou Yan didn’t enter the Nine Origin Heavenly City, and it was uncertain whether Zhou Yan’s talent could still be maintained.

And even if it could be maintained, it was really hard to say whether Zhou Yan could keep up with the cultivation pace of others—despite his performance being exceptionally monstrous and stunning before this.

Faced with the resources of nearly the entire universe, even Saint Yao wavered in his confidence in Zhou Yan.

Not just Yao, but the Evil King, Moon Immortal, and others showed signs of concern.

The Saints didn’t establish the Nine Origin Heavenly City and create the massive ’Fighting Divine Domain’ on a whim, but rather they exhausted their heart power and countless resources, and even relocated the benefits of some holy lands, desolates, and secret realms here. If Zhou Yan missed out on such benefits and the opportunity for this trial, his future path wouldn’t go far.

This decision was undoubtedly very foolish!

Moon Immortal couldn’t hold back her desire to persuade Zhou Yan, but Fairy Die spoke first.

"Zhou Yan, you must not be impulsive in this matter. Since you have already explained about Duan Xinghun, just let this matter pass without incident. If the other Saints are not satisfied, I’ll take full responsibility for you, I can even apologize to the Saints and the junior cultivators on your behalf, but you mustn’t impulsively refuse to train in the Fighting Divine Domain, you... you still carry greater hopes!"

Fairy Die said anxiously.

Moon Immortal felt a chill in her heart, thinking how Fairy Die had preempted her, leaving a good impression in Zhou Yan’s heart.

A surge of jealousy rose inexplicably in Moon Immortal’s heart, she did not think twice, and immediately became agitated, speaking gently, "Zhou Yan, Fairy Die is right. Your killing of Duan Xinghun is a minor matter. The Nine Origin Heavenly City now can be said to have exhausted the heart power of most Saints. If you train and refine yourself there, you will surely soar to new heights, crossing the endless combat power and realms, and shine even brighter! You must not be impulsive!"

Hearing Fairy Die and Moon Immortal’s words, and seeing their anxious expressions, the Evil King’s lips moved, but he did not speak.

Even without understanding Zhou Yan, the Evil King was very familiar with the character of Lei Yan King. Moreover, the Evil King knew Zhou Yan, so he was aware that saying anything would be in vain.

He did not try to persuade, nor did he speak, just silently watching the changes unfolding before him.

The Evil King also sensed that many cultivators present hoped Zhou Yan would not enter the Nine Origin Heavenly City, and sensed the coldness and disdain in the hearts of some of them.

But the Evil King knew that Zhou Yan must have a reason for acting this way.

From the moment Zhou Yan used that spinning Purple Flame technique, the Evil King felt his confidence in the current Zhou Yan was almost overflowing.

It was an indescribable feeling, but the Evil King firmly believed that Zhou Yan would not act this way without purpose.

Indeed, at that moment, as the Evil King pondered, Zhou Yan’s voice spread to all directions.

"Fairy Die, Moon Immortal, my esteemed fellows, there is no need for concern. Although I will not enter the Nine Origin Heavenly City, I will relinquish my spot and recommend it to others with remarkable talents. These people may not have strong realms, some only at the Sword Void First Transformation or even Sword Void Three Changes, but their combat power reaches nearly grade nine. Entering the Nine Origin Heavenly City should be more than enough."

Zhou Yan said.

"This—although this might be considered pulling strings, we still trust the people you recommend, after all, strength can’t be faked. But, what about yourself?"

Moon Immortal asked worriedly.

"Me? I will head to Tianji Mountain, to embark on the path of Lei Yan King’s inheritance. I have a premonition that the day is fast approaching—ever since the signs of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man appeared, I have already sensed it, and that is also the reason I won’t enter the Nine Origin Heavenly City. Besides, before embarking on Lei Yan King’s inheritance, there are still some personal wishes of mine unresolved, and now is the time to settle them."

Zhou Yan’s eyes became distant, as if in that moment, he aged significantly.

A mysterious sense of time and age spread to the hearts of all those present, and even the Saints could not resist the influence of this emotion.

This time, even those cultivators who had looked down on Zhou Yan finally became moved, realizing that Zhou Yan was no ordinary man!

The sheer shift in his emotions alone caused others’ mentalities to change, such a person was truly formidable.

Even those who had previously viewed Zhou Yan as a clown, those proud geniuses, were also shaken at this moment, finally shedding their arrogance, no longer believing that Zhou Yan was just lucky.

Moon Immortal and other Saints, however, did not resent being forcibly affected by this surge of emotions, and having thought through some things, they stopped trying to prevent Zhou Yan, and instead, fell silent.