Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao

Chapter 1467 - 204: Promise of a Lifetime Together

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment, nodded, and said nothing more.

Afterward, Mu Youming took Zhou Yan and left the Land of Blood Prison, leading him to the Ancestral Blood Land in the Netherworld Ancient City.

That Ancestral Blood Land was a place of blood sacrifice.

It was similarly a place of King’s Inheritance of the Netherworld.

However, Zhou Yan had no intention to cultivate others’ inheritance, and Mu Youming understood this in his heart.

After Zhou Yan suggested it, he did not have any intention to refuse.

Leading Zhou Yan to the Land of Blood Sacrifice, this journey was remarkably similar to the previous journey to the Jade Fox Clan’s Ancestral Land.

However, whether the previous scene would replay, and whether Mu Youming would die upon returning, was something Zhou Yan didn’t consider because now, Jiang Tianling was dead.

With this point in existence, everything else could no longer overlap.

Moreover, the spatial channel from the Land of Blood Sacrifice to the Jade Fox Clan’s Ancestral Land had long been closed.

Zhou Yan came here to cultivate, mainly to comprehend the changes in the Blood Qi of the Land of Blood Sacrifice, the most fundamental changes.

These fundamental things were the most important to Zhou Yan.

...

The Land of Blood Sacrifice was as cold as ever, sending chills through one’s heart.

This was even more evident within the Great Domain.

However, Zhou Yan seemed completely unaware of these, his gaze fixated on the blood-colored region of the Heaven and Earth Gate, analyzing bit by bit in his mind.

Zhou Yan was neither hurried nor impatient, undisturbed by any changes in fortune or adversity.

Afterward, Zhou Yan abandoned all understanding of the King Dao and the creation of any Law.

He simply allowed his bloodline to begin changing, revealing its essence entirely.

What differences lay in the essence of the Eternal Spirit, the Souls of the Bitter Sea, and the Supreme Monarchs?

Was it the structure of the bloodline, the form of the Emperor Pattern within the bloodline, or something else entirely?

Among the soul, the Eternal Spirit, and the King Holy Spirit, wherein lay the discrepancies?

Zhou Yan abandoned time and forsook the battle against the Source of Evil, quietly comprehending this aspect.

And so, time passed by quietly.

After a long time, Zhou Yan regained consciousness, his bloodline having changed intricately, even transcending the level of a King, transcending Eternal Life and the Bitter Sea to an unknown transformation that Zhou Yan himself had created.

Within this rule, Zhou Yan ignored his own injuries, disregarded his Realm, focusing solely on interpreting his true self and the most fundamental understanding of the Emperor Pattern.

Yet afterward, Zhou Yan still felt a sense of ease and freedom.

Still sensing a more complete state arising.

However, Zhou Yan still felt that the wounds of the Eternal Spirit had not healed, and these destructive scars could not be easily restored.

The Realm seemed fixed at the First Layer of the Eternal Life Six Rules, with no further progress.

Zhou Yan left the Land of Blood Sacrifice alone and returned to Mu Youming’s inner hall in the Netherworld Ancient City once more.

Upon his appearance, without any surprise, Mu Youming sensed it immediately.

However, upon seeing Zhou Yan, he was slightly taken aback and then sighed lightly, saying, "You’ve been in Enlightenment for nearly forty days, but the Eternal Spirit has not only not improved, it has become even older. I’m sorry."

"It’s fine. The Eternal Spirit is still only Immortal, not Unbreakable, so its fall doesn’t matter. This life, in truth, has been worthwhile."

Zhou Yan smiled faintly and replied calmly.

Mu Youming felt deeply troubled in his heart.

"Are you leaving? Is it... to the Heavenly Court?"

"Hmm, that may very well be the last stop of my life, the clash with Hua Qiudao being my most uncertain attempt, yet I will still strive with all my might."

Zhou Yan spoke calmly.

"Ah, then you... when you leave, go see Qingluan. Her situation is not good."

"Is she still unable to let it go? Or is she unable to let go of Jiang Tianling?"

Zhou Yan asked.

"Go and see, and you’ll understand."

"Alright."

...

Under Mu Youming’s guidance, Zhou Yan arrived at Mu Qingluan’s room.

Mu Qingluan’s room was quite cold and lonely.

Despite being decorated exquisitely and beautifully, it still could not conceal the aura of solitude and loneliness.

When Zhou Yan arrived, Mu Qingluan had her back to Zhou Yan, her enchanting figure was displayed vividly.

However, having experienced life, death, and red dust during this journey to the Netherworld Ancient City, Zhou Yan had gradually become detached, no longer swayed.

Moreover, with Mu Qingluan, he had never harbored any untoward thoughts - even though Mu Qingluan bore an extreme resemblance to Mu Qingyan, it mattered not.

Mu Qingluan’s body trembled, the Ni Chang’s dress on her body threatened to be lifted bit by bit.

But Zhou Yan’s gaze emitted a unique strength that froze the motion altogether.

Mu Qingluan struggled twice, but she could not break free to undress completely.

"Why, isn’t everything you’ve done, all your plotting, just to ****? Wasn’t it just to play with some sister flower? Now that my sister isn’t here, are you not interested?"

"Or do you find me so cheap that when I take the initiative, you’re not interested?"

Mu Qingluan turned around, staring fixedly at Zhou Yan, her eyes filled with despair, pain, and madness.

Such eyes indeed were moving.

Yet Zhou Yan’s heart, it seemed, could no longer be moved.

So he continued to look at Mu Qingluan with that calm, indifferent gaze.

Until, all the extreme and frantic expressions in Mu Qingluan’s eyes faded away, turning into a dim, desolate despair, Zhou Yan’s gaze remained unchanged.

"I know everything you did was with a heavy heart. You have your own pride, yet you live in your sister’s shadow. Everyone in the world knows your sister but not you. Even the man you love only loves your sister and not you."

"You are unwilling to accept this."

"Actually, you should think about it. Isn’t having such a good sister, who cherishes and protects you, a kind of happiness?"

"You should think, it’s because your sister covered up your talent and intelligence that she lost so much freedom, so much of herself, and endured unimaginable hardships and pains.

It’s not that she’s smarter than you, but she felt she had to be smart so her sister could live a happy, carefree life. As for those complex, heavy burdens, she’d bear them alone."

"She thought this way, and so did I."

"So, there were once some things, I erased your unhappy memories."

"Which led to you and your sister being used by Jiang Tianling."

"This time, I intended to erase your memories again, because even if you hate me, it would allow you to live more freely and happily than now."

"But your father said you could actually bear it. And I agreed with that view."

"You are my sister. Even though there are many areas where I’m truly incompetent and useless, I am an ant that climbed up from the Sea of Suffering Realm, not a being born into eternal life. I have a humble past, and once, Red Face made me want to be an ordinary person, but I am unwilling."

"I now realize, if there is a chance, I’d rather be an ordinary person, not befoul any Red Face, and die alone, actually, that’s the greatest kind of liberation."

"And what you are doing now is causing you, me, your sister, and your father more harm. You actually know this in your heart, it’s just that the pain can’t be explained."

"With this, thinking that I will die in a few days, you won’t collapse like this. The loss and sorrow will dissipate your extremity and restless heart."

Zhou Yan said softly.

His tone softened a lot, yet the calm temperament still showed.

It seemed unable to be restrained.

Zhou Yan did not restrain it.

Because this was his true intention.

"Zhou Yan..."

Mu Qingluan, gradually regaining a hint of spirit, tears once more fell inexplicably from her eyes.

This time, the tears were particularly deeply etched.

"Qingluan, you’ve grown up."

Zhou Yan sighed and said.

"Zhou Yan, you know, you know I like you, so why would you prefer any other woman, willing to act recklessly, yet refuse to have the slightest connection with me? Am I that bad, that unseen by you? Or, is it just because I always had a good impression of Jiang Tianling that you find me dirty?"

I stand before you wanting to strip myself bare, not just my twisted and crazed heart, but abandoning my pride to prove my purity!"

Mu Qingluan cried and said.

Zhou Yan sighed and said: "In my eyes, you are like a sister, and even very long ago, because of Qingyan, when I decided to wholeheartedly accept one woman, I considered you a sister. It’s not that you’re not excellent, but I had already decided on this in my heart at that time.

If I had met you first, it would have been the same."

"No matter how many women I have, Qingyan and your place in my heart wouldn’t change."

"So, whether it was what was said in the past or before, it’s all true."

"The Netherworld Ancient City is safe now, but unknown risks remain, and you need to assist your father to gain complete control of the Netherworld Ancient City."

"And I must leave."

"Perhaps, we will not see each other again. Or maybe, the next time we meet, it will be under different circumstances."

"If one day, I reach a transcendent King Realm, I will ensure my bloodline lives many lifetimes, one of whom will treat you sincerely, pledging a lifetime together."

"By then, we may only have a hundred years of life."

"Can you accept this answer?"

Zhou Yan looked calmly at Mu Qingluan.

"Zhou Yan... then... what about them?"

"They will be the same."

"Mmm...I am willing, I will wait for you."

Mu Qingluan finally stopped crying, yet longed for Zhou Yan’s embrace.

But Zhou Yan did not, instead turned around, transformed into Netherworld Particles, and left the Netherworld Ancient City.

Mu Qingluan chased after him, but only saw the resolute departing black silhouette of Zhou Yan.

The black silhouette faded away, and Mu Qingluan pursued after it.

But in the end, there was only a void.

The Netherworld Heavenly Road opened, and Mu Qingluan did not continue forward but called out loudly: "Brother Zhou Yan, I will wait for you, to give me a lifetime together... waiting for you... to grant a lifetime together..."

...

On the Heavenly Road, Zhou Yan gazed into the distance at the girl in a green dress with flying sash, waving her hands continuously, and at that moment, it was eternally engraved in the depths of his heart.

"Are you planning to create your own world, and transform the Tao within yourself?"

Hong Jun Ancestor suddenly sighed and said.

"If possible, I will establish a Lei Yan Continent from within Thunder Flame Breaking Path Mountain, seal the abilities of all Eternal Spirits, drain the Eternal Spirits, turning them into mummies. Then have their soul bodies live as Three Souls and Seven Spirits through ordinary cycles of life and death."

"In doing so, it’s equivalent to establishing the Tao, and the result may be like mine, ultimately transforming into Tao, becoming a rule and order, no longer existing."

Hong Jun Ancestor sighed lightly.

"But for that, it would be necessary to defeat the Lord of Sin, yet you seem to lack initiative now."

Hong Jun Ancestor said worriedly.

"No, Ancestor, my initiative is now the strongest. For it’s now that in the Heavenly Court, I can truly do whatever it takes."

"Before, there may have been some means I wouldn’t resort to, but now, with the mind to establish Tao, I already have my path."

Zhou Yan’s gaze was incredibly bright, as dazzling as a blazing sun.

Such a gaze, for the first time, made Hong Jun Ancestor feel, very blinding.