novelraw Chapter 1464: 201: Regret
Chapter 1464: 201: Regret
Capítulo 1464: Chapter 201: Regret
“Because, deep down in her heart, she ultimately hoped that I could kill her, to set her free.
That feeling of being at odds with your own family, you wouldn’t understand, nor would you know what someone’s heart feels like after bearing some burdens. Because you haven’t borne them, you lack a sense of responsibility, and all you have is selfishness centered around yourself, along with recklessness.
Perhaps you think that within your heart, you too can discern right from wrong, can understand great righteousness, and wonder why you can’t achieve what Zhou Yan did, right?”
“But I’d like to say, you truly can’t. It’s simple, the combination of the Netherworld Rune and Tai Chu Rune forms the Emperor Pattern, and the foundation of the Emperor Pattern is the transformation form of rules, can you understand this?
You do not understand.”
“You don’t understand, even if a top king taught you these things, you still wouldn’t understand. And with you not understanding these, you further don’t understand what merit, creation, and a vast vow is. Without these, even if you grow to the pinnacle of the King Realm, it would all be useless.”
“Thus, some beings are born kings; no matter how humble, as long as they grow, they are kings.”
“And some beings, regardless of how many blessings heaven bestows, if the basic things can’t be mastered, there’s no future for them.”
Zhou Yan’s words were quiet and indifferent, yet each sentence struck deep into Mu Qingluan’s heart.
Mu Qingluan’s face turned pale as she involuntarily let out a muffled groan, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
However, she bit her lips tightly and said nothing.
“You don’t need to look at me like that. I know you actually agree with some of the things I’ve said inside, but the next part, you surely won’t agree with, nor would you like to believe.”
“Let’s make a deal.”
“You listen to what I say, don’t show it outwardly.”
Zhou Yan said, then looked at Mu Qingluan, “I’ll go to die now, and after I die, you can present everything as the truth. Then you will find that you’ve committed a colossal mistake, a mistake that results in the near destruction of the Netherworld Ancient City.”
“Originally, I knew your father would come to see me, but with many unpleasant experiences in the past, this father-in-law seems to be extremely unhappy with me, probably just to make me suffer a bit more before offering a few lukewarm words of comfort.”
“So, I’ve simply decided to give up in advance, that way this father won’t be so troubled.”
Zhou Yan smiled slightly, directly activating the Eternal Spirit at his brow, letting that unique Destructive Soul Poison devour everything within it.
Afterwards, Zhou Yan’s body and Eternal Spirit slowly transformed into endless ghosts, absorbed by the ghost that devoured his Origin Power, then a mark of the Thunder Seal appeared in the Void, and then gradually shattered.
All of this happened very peacefully.
Peaceful enough to exceed Mu Qingluan’s expectations.
Indeed, Mu Qingluan never imagined such a situation.
She stared wide-eyed, fixedly watching Zhou Yan, who had transformed into a void Nether Origin, tears falling uncontrollably from her eyes.
“Ah—why, why, why!”
Mu Qingluan shouted loudly, but tears were already falling like rain.
She hated Zhou Yan, hated Zhou Yan’s fickleness, promiscuity, even the fact that he didn’t really care about her sister, daring to strike a ruthless blow in Shanjian City.
Yet just as Zhou Yan said, her enslaved sister also wished to be killed by Zhou Yan’s own hands, to find release before her husband?
But Zhou Yan was so irresponsible, that he simply died like that?
Then, what about his vast vow?
Didn’t he want to work tirelessly for the Eternal Spirit?
“Alas, if it were me, if I had to fight desperately for the future of the Eternal Spirit but had the Eternal Spirit by my side continually scheming and harming me, perhaps I wouldn’t persevere either.”
Suddenly, a voice sighed.
“Who, who is it?”
Mu Qingluan asked, uncertainly.
“I am Hong Jun, the Sword Soul of the Hong Jun Sword in Zhou Yan’s hand.”
“His Thunderflame Yuan Ci Sword is also shattered, the broken blade rests beneath that dried corpse of the Eternal Spirit turned Origin, you may as well take it.”
“And then, you hold onto this Hong Jun Sword, and fulfill the vast vow he did not complete.”
“After all, most of his abilities actually came from this sword, which is the Sword Soul Hong Jun, myself.”
Hong Jun Ancestor’s voice spoke with a sense of wistfulness.
Mu Qingluan’s slender hand trembled as she took up the Hong Jun Sword.
Subsequently, she felt many things, and realized the ultimate strength of this sword.
But she felt no excitement, no joy, not even the feeling of having mistreated, humiliated, or having achieved final victory, all completely vanished.
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“Hong Jun, has he really, truly fallen? Wasn’t he reputed to be immortal?”
Mu Qingluan was truly confused, asking a question that leaned towards naivety.
Hong Jun Ancestor did not speak but suddenly looked behind Mu Qingluan.
There was nothing there, but Hong Jun Ancestor coldly said, “Netherworld City Lord, and that Jun Yan, since you’re here, you might as well show yourselves. Why bother hiding?”
“Haha, indeed, Hong Jun, it seems your abilities haven’t declined at all.”
A clear and pleasant voice spoke calmly.
Then, a young, handsome youth and a middle-aged man in a dark robe appeared simultaneously before Mu Qingluan.
“Dead?”
The middle-aged man in the dark robe inquired.
“Indeed dead. Although it’s sudden, given this situation, he indeed has no hope left.”
The youth laughed.
“Hmm, this Prison, the most terrifying aspect is the change in the Emperor Pattern. Even if one seeks Enlightenment for a moment, it feels like years have passed.
In his condition, it’s as if he believes he’s been imprisoned here for eight years. And in eight years without any progress, combined with the charming Netherworld Soul Poison Evil Spirits I gave Qingluan, he naturally has given up.”
“Even a King would succumb to such Evil Spirits. What is Zhou Yan in comparison? But to waste such top-notch Evil Spirit Origin on him was indeed a waste. He prefers to die rather than be enslaved.”
The young man spoke casually again.
After these words, the ancestral figure manifested by the Hong Jun Sword, Hong Jun himself, involuntarily changed color.
“You, your Netherworld Ancient City has already sided with the Evil Spirits? No wonder Zhou Yan refuses to communicate with me any longer. Moreover, he inexplicably self-transformed during Enlightenment—I originally thought he was executing some strategy or technique, yet it turns out it was true!”
Hong Jun Ancestor’s face paled a few shades, finally revealing emotional change for the first time.
However, after saying this, Hong Jun Ancestor sighed lightly, his gaze showing a look of despair, “You Evil Spirits have indeed won. This time, we have no hope anymore.
Lee Ran, Fu Xi, Emperor, Nuwa, as well as Hou Yi, Xingtian—they all have fallen into your hands, all under control.
I originally thought Zhou Yan might escape disaster due to special relationships with certain Kings, but unexpectedly…”
Hong Jun Ancestor’s words were rather sorrowful.
As he spoke, he was even about to transform.
But an incredibly shocking energy locked onto the Hong Jun Sword, halting his transformation power.
“How dare you, Jiang Tianling, try to suppress me, Hong Jun? Whatever I wish to do, how can you stop me?”
Hong Jun Ancestor said coldly.
“True, I can’t stop you, but those old creatures like Pangu can, can’t you see the end they face?”
Jiang Tianling laughed.
At this moment, that middle-aged man’s face turned a few shades darker, as he said, “Jiang Tianling, did you not say this Hong Jun Sword was destined for my daughter Qingluan? To replace Zhou Yan, in the position of King Realm City Lord under the guise of Qingyan’s sister? Are you reneging on your word?”
“Reneging? Certainly not, the Hong Jun Sword belongs to Qingluan, but Qingluan must fulfill the marriage contract, mustn’t she? Your sister was bedded by Zhou Yan, naturally, you, in all your purity, have to compensate!”
Jiang Tianling sneered coldly.
That suave, handsome, peerless demeanor revealed its coldest, most wicked side.
At this point, Mu Qingluan realized something and said, “Brother Tianling, have you always been deceiving me? My sister said you deceived her, is it all true?”
“True? What Zhou Yan said is entirely true, wasn’t it? But he was poisoned by you. The mighty Master of Thunder Flame, killed by Holy Spirit Origin Poison — this will be this world’s most amusing joke, bar none.”
“As for deception, aren’t all women like this? Aren’t they willing victims of deception? You two sisters certainly excelled in this matter! At first Mu Qingyan ruined the Master of Thunder Flame, now Mu Qingluan destroys Zhou Yan — truly saving us a great amount of time in our plan to seize the Origin.”
Jiang Tianling laughed, then glanced at the middle-aged man beside him, saying, “Now, you’ve pledged allegiance, the so-called Nether Origin within you is merely the Puppet’s slavery mark, and not a High mark, but one belonging to me, Jiang Tianling! You intend to act against me? You can never harm me, and with a mere thought, you’d disintegrate!”
“Of course, I keep my word — once I refine Mu Qingluan, this naive fool, then erase her instincts, letting the Evil Spirit will replace them, having her enter the Elf Domain as Zhou Yan’s woman to seize everything, all the resources Zhou Yan cultivated will become ours.”
“How about that, such a method yields better results than simply killing Zhou Yan, doesn’t it? After all, certain things are quite troublesome for us to handle directly, but once Zhou Yan achieves them, it becomes much easier for us to seize them.”
Jiang Tianling laughed.
This made the dark-robed middle-aged man beside Jiang Tianling tremble, at last showing deep regret in his expression.
He looked towards Mu Qingluan, becoming filled with guilt and sorrow.
Mu Qingluan was stunned, suddenly erupting with an extremely powerful Power of Destruction, attacking Jiang Tianling.