Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 1548 - 72: Feng Zishuang and Zhou Sisi
"Do you know that my love for you will only deepen, without the slightest bit of diminishing!"
"If you are sober, then the pain you bear will be greater, and I will only hate myself more for being powerless! How could I blame you?"
"If I, Zhou Yan, did not even understand this, how could I be worthy of the deep affection you and Qingyan have for me?"
Zhou Yan said with utmost firmness.
Mu Qingyan was silent for a moment, then suddenly, blood-red tears rolled down from her eyes.
Then, she reached out her now exceptionally dark hand, took the chip from Zhou Wangchen’s hand, and gradually transformed into a figure with a human head and snake body, once again disappearing.
This transformation happened so quickly that Zhou Yan could not even lock onto Mu Qingyan, nor have even the slightest intimacy with her anymore.
In fact, Zhou Yan really wanted to hold Mu Qingyan in his arms, to shower her with tender affection, because besides this, he didn’t know how else to comfort Mu Qingyan’s wounded spirit.
Unfortunately, Mu Qingyan suddenly left, without the slightest warning.
"Yan’er, don’t worry, everything will get better, at least now you know that Qingyan is not controlled by an Evil Spirit, and the important member of the Ancient Life Clan, Feng Zishuang, has also been fully restored, hasn’t she?"
"Everything is starting to move in a positive direction."
Zhou Wangchen advised.
"Father, what about you? Since your chip is your King Dao, then you—"
"Since the King Dao has the rule of duplication, in this regard, it’s nothing more than a consumption of some energy, as long as the energy is sufficient, the process of duplicating the chip won’t be too difficult."
"So Yan’er, don’t worry too much."
Zhou Wangchen comforted Zhou Yan.
"Father, I don’t want to worry either, but father, do you worry about me? Do you not worry about Yanyan either? I, Zhou Yan, actually want to worry for you, to share a bit of your burden."
Zhou Yan sighed lightly, expressing some heartfelt words.
This was what he thought in his heart.
Because many times, changes in things gave him a suffocating feeling of helplessness.
He did not want to continue living this way, but ever since the Soul Burying Starfield began, he had been living like this.
It’s said to follow one’s heart, but did it really follow the heart?
This seemed like a kind of irony.
Zhou Yan’s words seemed to strike a chord with Zhou Wangchen, who gazed deeply at Zhou Yan and said: "Yan’er, I can understand your thoughts, but your growing environment is different, and because of your existence, it is more a product of an attempt, so there are many unstable factors. We cannot hold too much hope, we hope things get better, but as long as things don’t get worse, it is already the best result."
Zhou Wangchen’s words made Zhou Yan’s heart sink slightly.
He immediately gave a bitter smile and said: "I knew it, many things indeed must be related to myself, but before, it was just a thought, and now, I’m almost certain of it.
But father, thank you for telling me these things, because if you didn’t, I would have guessed and doubted these matters for a long time, but now, I don’t need to."
"Yan’er, as long as you know that we are all working hard, that’s enough. As for how the future changes, if we can change it, then we will do our best to change it and prevent any disaster from happening. And if we cannot change it, we have done our utmost, and there are no regrets, then everything will be as it is."
Zhou Wangchen’s sigh appeared particularly sorrowful, as if all the sorrows of his years were not as intense as this moment.
Zhou Yan nodded, without speaking, but his gaze at the fluctuating void held an invisible thread of confusion.
The cultivation has nearly reached its end, seemingly having unraveled the two most critical shackles in the heart, it should become easy, leveraging the potential of Jiang Tianling and Jiang Tianxin’s Original Holy Spirit for the final breakthrough, but Zhou Yan couldn’t sense any movement, nor did he have the heart for further advancement.
Suddenly, he was somewhat afraid, afraid of unfavorable changes in reality, experiencing some kind of collapse-like change.
"Let’s go back to the Elf Domain and take a look, now, perhaps everything will be somewhat different."
Zhou Wangchen said.
Then he reached out and patted Zhou Yan’s shoulder, his attitude appeared even more bleak and desolate.
Zhou Yan didn’t know what to say.
This kind of scene has actually been encountered many times, but each time, Zhou Yan felt a trembling of the spirit, a kind of involuntary sadness.
At the end of cultivation, there is often an indescribable loneliness and desolation, a feeling of heaviness and sorrow, which is an emotional impact and an unbearable pain in the "Seven Emotions and Six Desires" of life.
Zhou Yan opened his mouth, with many words, but only a simple sigh came out.
Zhou Yan remained silent for a long time, then said: "Father, if I become a King, what then? How should I proceed, can you guide me?"
Zhou Wangchen was taken aback, and after a while, said calmly: "After becoming a King, there will be a different change in the world, at that time, without needing my guidance, you will know how to proceed on your own path."
Zhou Wangchen’s words seemed to gather some confidence in Zhou Yan in an instant.
"So, after becoming a King, am I no longer so passive?"
Zhou Yan inquired.
"Whether passive or active, it depends on how you approach it. If your heart believes you are always in command, then you are active. If the opposite, then it is likewise. However, after the King Realm, there will certainly be some differences."
"At that time, if you want to change, perhaps..."
Zhou Wangchen seemed to have thought of something, said part of what he wanted to say but didn’t finish, and instead fell silent again.
Then, he waved his hand and said, "Yan’er, there are still some things I need to deal with. We shall meet again. Don’t worry about me, and don’t worry about your mother; everything will get better."
Zhou Wangchen still spoke the same words, as if comforting, yet also seemingly telling himself this feeble reason.
But perhaps this was the only reason he could continue to persist.
Life is often filled with too much helplessness.
And even beings of Eternal Life, Holy Spirits, are just the same.
Because in the human world, there are emotions, the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, which are truly unavoidable.
What can be avoided is the person, the being, the Holy Spirit who is ruthless and loveless.
That is already no different from an Evil Spirit.
Zhou Yan watched as Zhou Wangchen left, his heart filled with Kong Ji, loss, and confusion.
One would think that having achieved a realm close to Supreme King, reaching the pinnacle of cultivation, should be unrivaled and invincible, commanding awe across the world, and should be very confident and proud.
Yet Zhou Yan still felt like a humble ant, equally pathetic and lonely.
His heart was always watching the people around him bearing a series of hardships and misfortunes, while he himself was utterly powerless.
Unable to change anything, he didn’t even know how to start changing.
Strong?
Zhou Yan had always been strong, but it was as if he was locked in an endless cycle of reincarnation, always confining him ahead, preventing him from transcending, unable to detach himself.
At this moment, Zhou Yan suddenly understood the endless sorrow and heaviness of his father, and where the endless loneliness and sadness originated.
Could it be that choosing the path of emotion results in such pain?
Zhou Yan silently gazed at the vastness of the world, walking step by step through the endless singularities, heading toward the Elf Domain.
There, was his home, the only, relatively peaceful home Zhou Yan currently had.
...
A stream of pale golden energy flowed over her body, and after the lost arms gradually regenerated, Feng Zishuang began to recover memories at various levels.
Long after, tears filled with emotions such as touched and sadness overflowed in her eyes.
And long after that, all these tears disappeared.
Finally, Feng Zishuang gradually quieted down, and she looked at Zhou Sisi, who was still silently cultivating, always silently accompanying her, with extremely gentle eyes in an instant.
At that moment, she truly recovered.
She regained the greatest talent of the ancient clan’s people, the talent of life.
She also regained the greatest ability of the ancient clan’s people, the life ability.
Bits of golden energy gathered within her body, forming a golden leaf, which flew from her hand and quietly floated toward Zhou Sisi.
Zhou Sisi’s original realm was not particularly strong and was far from reaching the King Realm, but the moment the golden leaf entered her body, Zhou Sisi’s realm began to undergo earth-shaking changes.
Soon, Zhou Sisi’s realm had already become comparable to a Half-step Monarch, nearly reaching the strength of Zhou Yan’s realm.
However, after reaching this threshold, Zhou Sisi’s realm did not continue to progress. Instead, it suddenly regressed several steps, stabilizing at the peak of the Nine Great Perfection of the Eternal Nine Rules.
Feng Zishuang, seeing this scene, was slightly disappointed and somewhat regretful.
But she ultimately said nothing, and instead, the guilt in the depths of her eyes became more apparent.
"Sisi, mother is sorry for you."
Feng Zishuang whispered softly.
At this moment, Zhou Sisi obviously had a sensing, her delicate body suddenly trembled violently, and then inexplicably began to shake.
Seeing this, Feng Zishuang knew Zhou Sisi had already come out of her meditative state and was awake.
She couldn’t control herself and started to shed tears again.
And Zhou Sisi suddenly burst into tears, then threw herself into Feng Zishuang’s embrace, no longer controlling her emotions, crying out loud.
Feng Zishuang gently held Zhou Sisi, silently comforting her emotions, and at the same time couldn’t control herself, crying continuously.
...
Long after, both mother and daughter stopped crying, then looked at each other’s slightly swollen eyes and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"Mother, finally, you have finally regained your memory, finally recovered from your injuries."
Zhou Sisi said chokingly.