Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 1370 - 112: The Answer

An incredibly cruel, yet utterly real answer.

Yes.

Qian Luoshui is a proud person, a top-tier genius, an extraordinary woman who attracts global attention.

It’s perfectly normal for her to think this way.

And Zhou Yan also knows how terrifying the gap is between Eternal Life One and Eternal Eight Rules.

Therefore, Zhou Yan doesn’t hate, doesn’t resent, nor gets angry.

He just quietly looks at Qian Luoshui and says, "Are you finished?"

"Finished. Now, give me your choice."

"Can’t we still stay together for a few days? I’m not angry at any of your choices, nor do I have the right to be angry. I’m just very regretful, regretful for the Human King."

Zhou Yan said.

Qian Luoshui remained indifferent.

Or rather, Zhou Yan finally saw clearly that this woman has no emotions, utterly heartless.

Yes, only a heartless woman would be so cold, talking about her father as if speaking about a dead person.

Zhou Yan’s heart was chilled, truly chilled.

"Regret? He is ultimately just a failure, so it’s right to regret,"

Qian Luoshui had indeed already uttered insulting words.

This already counted as blasphemous.

However, Zhou Yan sighed slightly and said, "Wait a few days, after a few days I’ll give you the answer."

Zhou Yan said.

Then, Zhou Yan no longer paid attention to Qian Luoshui.

And Qian Luoshui just quietly looked at Zhou Yan, her gaze indifferent and cold.

A quarter of an hour later, Qian Luoshui retracted her gaze and turned to leave.

Another quarter of an hour later, a charming and adorable young girl reluctantly came to the courtyard. She seemed eager to vent her anger on Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan’s equally cold attitude made her finally remain silent.

She too stared at Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan didn’t even ask her name, just sat there calmly.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Three days passed quickly, and Zhou Yan still hadn’t made a move.

During this time, Fairy Jin Xiu didn’t come, as if something unusual had happened.

Finally, after three days had entirely passed, Zhou Yan’s gaze turned to the distant peaks amidst a forest of thousands, thoughtful.

Upon the peaks amidst the forest of thousands, stands an ancient Emperor’s Ancestral Hall, where the Spiritual Tablets of the Ancient Fu Xi Clan are placed, serving as a form of inheritance and remembrance, not involving incense offerings or the like.

After his gaze fell upon it, Zhou Yan quickly withdrew his gaze.

These three days, Zhou Yan pondered over the thoughts of the Human King, contemplating the cause and effect of the matter entrusted by the Human King.

But Zhou Yan couldn’t find the answer, so even if Qian Luoshui refused, Zhou Yan had to persist.

For three days, the purple-clad young girl initially felt resentment but gradually developed sympathy for Zhou Yan. Later, she even seemed to pity Zhou Yan’s predicament, feeling quite bitter inside.

Zhou Yan took notice of this and realized that this young girl is actually a decent being, a nice little girl.

Alas, she is following a cruel and heartless master.

Of course, even as a young girl, her Realm is enough to make Zhou Yan look up to her.

At least it is the Realm of Eternal Life Six Rules, making Zhou Yan not even entertain the idea of leaving this place.

Three days passed, and the young girl sighed and left silently.

She already knew the answer, so she had to report it truthfully.

After the report, the result was actually predictable. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Sure enough, half a moment later, Qian Luoshui arrived.

Upon arrival, her gaze was icy cold, carrying an undeniable pressure.

Under such pressure, Zhou Yan stood no chance of resisting.

The gap was vast enough to obliterate millions of times over.

"Time is up; now give me the result."

Qian Luoshui spoke coldly.

"I choose to persist. You have your reasons for not persisting, but regardless of any reason, I respect the Emperor, so I stick to my original thought."

Zhou Yan affirmed.

His gaze was steadfast, not avoiding the invasive gaze of Qian Luoshui.

"Then, you can only die."

Qian Luoshui’s words were even colder, even arising disgust.

"Death, the Emperor’s inheritance will not be given to you. I have the ability to preserve the inheritance before dying."

Zhou Yan affirmed.

"You can’t preserve it. What will you preserve it with? Your talent for twenty layers of Soul Power, or your Seventh Layer Realm of Eternal Life One? Or perhaps the ancient soul of the Fu Xi Ancient Clan behind you that doesn’t even dare to appear? I, Qian Luoshui, will never be threatened or coerced by any being, rest assured!"

Qian Luoshui said, an exceptionally strong power crushing towards Zhou Yan.

"Stop."

Zhou Yan suddenly called out to Qian Luoshui.

Because once Qian Luoshui acts, it would be certain death, with no chance of resistance.

"Have any last words?"

Qian Luoshui’s killing intent intensified.

Zhou Yan looked towards the distant Emperor Temple and said, "Before I die, I want to pay my respects to the Emperor. I have disappointed him, so I don’t want to die with regrets."

"I do not agree."

Qian Luoshui said this, and with a stronger force, directly suppressed Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan immediately spurted blood from his seven orifices, and even without the force approaching, he was on the brink of shattering.

It was a difference like that between an ant and an elephant, there was simply no ability to resist.

Zhou Yan spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "After it’s over, I will consider handing over the inheritance."

Qian Luoshui’s offensive withdrew, a cold glint flashing in her eyes as she said, "In the end, you are still afraid of death."

"This is the inherent flaw of the Eternal Spirit, until the moment of destruction, no one knows how ugly the essence of the Eternal Spirit really is."

Qian Luoshui said coldly.

Zhou Yan did not explain.

Death?

What Zhou Yan feared the least was death.

If he could, he would have died countless times already.

But he could not, because he carried too much; death was the last thing he could do.

As for Qian Luoshui’s views, Zhou Yan simply did not care, nor did he want to care.

Zhou Yan had experienced countless disdain and betrayals, how could he let that affect his emotions or cause self-pity?

Zhou Yan did not look at Qian Luoshui, but quietly stepped out of this courtyard and silently walked towards the Emperor Temple among the towering peaks.

However, Qian Luoshui did not seem willing to wait another moment. With a wave of her sleeve, Zhou Yan suddenly entered the Emperor Temple as if riding on clouds.

Inside the Emperor Temple, a plump woman in a white gauze dress was kneeling, her head touching the ground.

Before her was a Spiritual Tablet, which belonged to Emperor Fu Xi.

But the name on it was Qian Kun, Lord of the Ancient Fu Xi Clan.

Qian Kun, a name replacing the Eight Diagrams, was indeed the name of an Avatar.

Therefore, Fairy Jinxiu was called ’Mrs. Qian’, and her daughter was named ’Qian Luoshui’.

Zhou Yan saw Fairy Jinxiu there, but merely sighed lightly without speaking.

Then, Zhou Yan knelt before the Token and kowtowed three times.

After that, Zhou Yan quietly stood up, calmly looking at the Spiritual Tablet.

At this moment, Qian Luoshui frowned and said, "Now, what do you intend to do?"

Zhou Yan looked at Qian Luoshui and said calmly, "Eight Diagrams Throne, show yourself."

In Zhou Yan’s will, that unknown throne appeared.

Zhou Yan sat quietly on the throne, and at that moment, Fu Xi’s power manifested as if some prohibition had been lifted.

Zhou Yan shuddered, a complex meaning flashing in his eyes.

But he said nothing, because with an incomprehensible profundity, Zhou Yan suddenly understood.

Prior to this, Fu Xi had left behind many words of inheritance.

And afterwards, Fu Xi left a message, which was to use any means necessary to enter the Broken Heaven Secret Realm, to control the Sky Breaking Power, and to take Qian Luoshui’s chastity.

But this message, after being given to Zhou Yan, was erased by Fu Xi with Great Divine Power.

It was not until now, when the throne was opened, that Zhou Yan once again awakened this lost memory.

Zhou Yan knew that the Emperor must have had calculations like this.

So, Zhou Yan took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Inheritance, I will not hand it over. I still adhere to the will of the Human King."

After Zhou Yan spoke, his will suddenly moved, and the throne burst through the sky, instantly attempting to traverse the void and leave.

This kind of method, how heaven-defying it was.

But Qian Luoshui was not just for show, the power of the Eighth Principle Realm’s Eight Rules was unimaginably mighty.

Qian Luoshui’s sleeve waved, space distorted, and Zhou Yan’s advancement was immediately interrupted.

The throne suddenly detached from Zhou Yan’s body, and Zhou Yan was instantly immobilized, with web-like cracks appearing all over his body.

Zhou Yan’s powerful Combat Armor shattered into powder instantly, revealing his crystalline, jade-like yet immensely burly body.

This situation exposed Zhou Yan’s nakedness, not to mention his disproportionately large appendage, which was quite evident even in a peaceful state.

Qian Luoshui glanced indifferently at Zhou Yan’s body, seemingly momentarily shocked by the awe-inspiring, muscular physique and that enormous appendage, but she quickly regained her composure, acting as if she hadn’t seen anything, and continued to unleash her intent to destroy.

However, this intent to kill suddenly vanished once more.

As had the prior intent, it disappeared without explanation.

At this moment, Zhou Yan noticed that Fairy Jinxiu’s face was slightly flushed, but she still resolutely gazed at Qian Luoshui, blocking her attack.

"Luoshui, my daughter, if you don’t let go, your mother will directly undergo Transformation, leaving you with a knot in your heart, preventing you from ever attaining the Throne of Kings."

Fairy Jinxiu’s fiery temper and mournful voice were evident.

She looked into Qian Luoshui’s eyes with utter despair.

For this daughter who was no longer under her control, it seemed she had lost any reason to continue living.

Witnessing this, Qian Luoshui’s hands trembled as the destructive Secret Technique continued to surge and wane.

"Go, hurry and leave here, leave forever. Jinxiu is powerless, sorry to my husband and sorry to you, Yan’er."

Fairy Jinxiu chided Zhou Yan, but tears filled her eyes.

Zhou Yan stared blankly at this scene yet said nothing, taking out the Fragmented Map.

Unless Zhou Yan himself wished it, the map would not exhibit the Eight Diagrams Power.

Unless Zhou Yan himself wished it, the Eight Diagrams Throne would not activate the Void Power.

And at this moment, Zhou Yan wished it.

"Yan’er, no, don’t do this—"

Fairy Jinxiu exclaimed, endless pain showing in her eyes.