Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao

Chapter 1500 - 24: Land of the Heavenly Dao

Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao

Chapter 1500 - 24: Land of the Heavenly Dao

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Chapter 1500: Chapter 24: Land of the Heavenly Dao

Because, looking at the situation, Fu Wanling wouldn’t care about such matters at all. After all, the projection sent over is ultimately just an avatar that can be discarded at any time, not something so important.

Just like the avatars of the four women from Hong Yuqiao, even if they died on the Heavenly Road of the Town Domain Demon Origin, they didn’t regret much, feeling that it was only natural.

If they don’t care about death, why should they care about the chastity of a deceased avatar?

After all, as long as the true self remains chaste, the rest doesn’t really matter.

Under normal circumstances, Zhou Yan derived this result concerning the changes in Word Spirit Heavenly Girl Fu Wanling.

This was also the result that most conformed to the rules and derivation patterns.

This outcome left Zhou Yan’s heart feeling somewhat regretful and lost.

"I know I’ve been here before, but I can’t remember it anymore because all the memories of heartless times have been erased. Or perhaps, I simply never qualified to gain those corresponding memories."

Zhou Yan smiled bitterly and said.

Then, his appearance transformed into that of Zhou Yan, no longer existing as An Rufeng.

Now, the existence of An Rufeng seems to have lost its function; in front of Fu Wanling, it’s of no use anymore.

Seeing Zhou Yan’s appearance change slightly, Word Spirit Heavenly Girl indeed showed no sign of surprise, not even an inkling of change.

She glanced at Zhou Yan indifferently and said: "Indeed, you should not remember the past, because in the past, you were injured after being stranded on the Heavenly Road of the Town Domain Demon Origin and forcibly departing, then suppressed and nearly destroyed by the Lord of Sin, almost beyond redemption."

Fu Wanling revealed a matter that made Zhou Yan sigh with a bitter smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan couldn’t help but smile bitterly and said: "The past is already the past. After all, our existence now isn’t as casual as it once was. Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl, I came this time because I wanted to ask for your help with something."

"There’s no need to say more, I won’t help you with anything. Thunder Flame Monarch Lee Yi, some things, without you saying, you should know already, are hopeless!"

Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl almost completely refused before Zhou Yan could finish speaking.

Even though Zhou Yan knew it would inevitably be like this, when it really happened, he couldn’t help but feel a bit disheartened.

Perhaps the most powerless feeling in life is the once lovers, now becoming strangers.

This desolate mental state surprisingly left Zhou Yan somewhat wistful for a moment.

"I know it’s a bit demanding, but this matter is really important... very important. Of course, it actually doesn’t involve too much regarding the Word Spirit Race, since the prominence of the Word Spirit Race has already emerged, whether it’s the Elf Domain side or the Lord of Ice and Snow side, both are—"

"What you’re saying is meaningless. Thunder Flame Monarch, you are no longer purely the Thunder Flame Monarch. In my eyes, you’re so weak that I could easily kill you with a single Word Spirit utterance right here!

Even if you have comprehended the essence of Word Spirit, and even possess the same power as the creator of Word Spirit, you still are not a King. Even if you can instantly kill a life form of the Eternal Nine Rules Great Perfection, before a half-step Monarch, you are still so weak."

"In this world, the weak have no right to make demands. What do you have to offer? So, go back to where you came from!"

Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl waved her hand and said.

Then, her figure was about to disappear.

And Zhou Yan, listening to Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl’s words, couldn’t help but think about what White Tiger Saint Spirit had entrusted him—find her, have her use the Gift of Word Spirit to initiate the King’s path, and open the channel to the Heavenly Dao Altar of the Moral King, but be aware, this will be quite a loss for Fu Wanling.

This sentence echoed in Zhou Yan’s heart.

Zhou Yan watched as Fu Wanling walked away, ultimately not stopping her. In fact, if he would mention one matter, Zhou Yan knew he could persuade Fu Wanling.

However, the loss mentioned by White Tiger Saint Spirit—is it really just significant?

Perhaps, Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl would have to pay a great price for this.

And a man who once humiliated a woman shamelessly asking that woman to make a great sacrifice for his purposes—is that still a man?

Zhou Yan is a King, a former King, and he wouldn’t do such a thing.

Fulfilling the request was urged by White Tiger Saint Spirit, which was also his responsibility, and not letting Fu Wanling suffer was Zhou Yan’s heartfelt wish.

You cannot simply sacrifice your former woman for a purpose—even if Fu Wanling doesn’t feel that way, Zhou Yan does.

Zhou Yan watched Fu Wanling leave without any regret.

Instead, he felt some inexplicable relief.

However, the leaving Fu Wanling suddenly turned back to a place not far from Zhou Yan.

"I am curious how you mastered the ability of the creator of our Word Spirit Race? And as the once highly proud Thunder Flame Monarch, how could you now be so humiliated without a sign of rebellion?"

"Could it be that because of weakness, you have even lost your own dignity?"

Fu Wanling asked, her tone still cold and indifferent.

There was even a commanding tone in her voice, demanding Zhou Yan to answer her.

Despite her strong demeanor, Zhou Yan didn’t seem to mind.

After thinking it over, Zhou Yan looked seriously at Fu Wanling and said, "Because the Thunder Flame Monarch is already the past, and I am no longer Lee Yi but Zhou Yan."

Zhou Yan provided such an answer.

This answer made Fu Wanling inexplicably glance at Zhou Yan.

The glance was rather strange.

However, Zhou Yan didn’t delve deeply into thinking about this hint of an odd gaze.

Fu Wanling pondered for a moment and said, "Did you come this time to seek traces of the Moral King? To find the place where the Moral King imparted his teachings?"

"That’s right."

Zhou Yan nodded, though he didn’t want Fu Wanling to really take action, his mood was complex.

There were some contradictions between righteousness and self-interest.

He was never truly a person with the world in his heart. One part was a sacrifice of his own woman, and the other was a glimmer of hope for the future of the Eternal Species. The choice between the two was indeed a dilemma.

But since the Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl asked, Zhou Yan did not want to hide the truth.

"I’m curious, you are now so humble, not even a half-step monarch thinks you’re worth dealing with, saying you’re not qualified enough. Then on what grounds do you undertake things even half-step monarchs are unwilling to bear? Could it be that the Thunder Flame Monarch has truly lived a life with emotions?"

Fu Wanling’s inquiry carried a special emotion.

This emotion was faint, but Zhou Yan already sensed it.

He thoughtfully glanced at the Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl.

This kind of gaze made the temperament of the Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl Fu Wanling even colder, shutting people out from thousands of miles away.

"Hmph!"

The Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl snorted coldly, as a warning to Zhou Yan.

"If every life thought this way, there would be no future for them. In fact, do you know how I mastered the Word Spirit King Dao? It was because, before the Word Spirit King Realm, there was a prophecy of a great catastrophe. In the prophecy, a grand disaster appeared, with unknown life toxins pouring down like Tianhe waters from the dark curtain sky. Life was devastated."

"Whether I am unfeeling or loving, I just hope to give the future of lives a hope. I am neither great nor noble, nor do I have a sense of righteousness, but I have family, children, and my children have a future. My righteousness is merely to give the lives around me without future hope, a beautiful future, allowing the children to have some yearning for the future."

"Furthermore, I also think that the Eternal Spirit has completely lost its corresponding meaning. This parasitic Eternal Spirit, which corrodes the Origins, really shouldn’t exist, because eternal life is perpetual undying, but also an eternal self-destruction."

"The King’s Rules are not perfect, making the Eternal Spirit continuously diminish, making it difficult to breed new lives, breaking the rules of space-time, etc.... so I want to change all of this.

Perhaps I can’t achieve it for now, but in eternal years, as long as I work towards it, there will eventually be a glimmer of hope. And not doing it means there’s absolutely no hope."

Zhou Yan spoke out his thoughts. Perhaps, this was the true reason why Zhou Yan persisted.

Upon hearing this, Fu Wanling nodded slightly and said, "This explanation of yours, indeed shows that you are no longer the same as the Thunder Flame Monarch. This time, I will believe you for once, but if you deceive me, I will definitely take action against all lives in the Elf Domain, invoking a spell with Word Spirit to let their Eternal Spirits be perpetually disturbed by Evil Spirit elements, causing them excruciating pain."

Fu Wanling said with extreme coldness.

However, these words carried a sense of bluff.

Nevertheless, Zhou Yan didn’t mind, because he already sensed that Fu Wanling wasn’t as heartless as she appeared.

In this situation, Zhou Yan has gained extreme experience, whether it was the initial Fu Wanling, Long Xianyin, or the subsequent Qian Luoshui and Fei Ya, the situations were quite similar.

Perhaps, Fu Wanling, too, did not forget the past of the Soul Burying Starfield.

And the reason for her cold and distant demeanor might be similar to how Hong Yuqiao and others dealt with these matters?

After all, if faced with similar scenarios, most life’s instincts would handle things similarly.

Zhou Yan somewhat hoped his judgment was wrong because he truly hoped Fu Wanling would be more heartless. A little more heartless, Fu Wanling would consider for herself.

And if Fu Wanling was affectionate, the cost might be far more tragic.

In the moment of Zhou Yan’s contemplation, Fu Wanling said again, "In fact, regarding the Moral King, I am aware of many circumstances, but presently, to find his place at the Heavenly Dao Altar, it requires some means. Locking onto the corresponding location."

The location, I’ve gained firsthand experience and enlightenment, locked onto a place—a place you are familiar with."

The Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl said with certainty.

Zhou Yan’s heart trembled, and he said, "You mean the Ancestor Dragon Warship?"

Zhou Yan was already quite moved.

"No, the place of transmission, the Heavenly Dao Altar, is in the Soul Burying Starfield, at the place of the incomplete Heavenly Dao Prison."

The Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl gave an extremely shocking conclusion to Zhou Yan!

"It’s actually... there!"

Zhou Yan was also taken aback, but he believed it clearly.

Only in this way does it conform to the key factor of the Soul Burying Starfield being a layout place.

"As for the related life and specific location, it requires locking onto a life, a life you are also familiar with—Qi Fortune King Jia Yongheng."

The Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl said.

"Using the Gift of Word Spirit to lock onto life? This consumption is way too enormous, you mustn’t do this!"

Zhou Yan’s expression stiffened, knowing the answer, and then attempting to lock onto the now-destroyed Jia Yongheng in the Soul Burying Starfield, this consumption would be unimaginably terrifying!

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