Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 1147 - 48: With My Blood, I Forge Xuan Yuan

Chapter 1147: Chapter 48: With My Blood, I Forge Xuan Yuan
Without the lifetime of sinking into the Sword Burial Ancestor Star, he would definitely not be able to bear the pain of being betrayed by everyone in this life.
But now, Zhou Yan truly doesn’t care about such pain.
What is meant to go will eventually go under the destiny of the Heavenly Mechanism. If changing fate were easy, then the Five Immortals would not need to almost all team up to exert all their capabilities.
From this point, Zhou Yan deeply understands that the way of fate is sometimes just that straightforward.
Therefore, Zhou Yan’s words are calm, yet as if he has seen through fate.
This attitude makes Uncle Gu Yan very reassured.
"Indeed—you have embarked on the right path. It’s a rugged yet flat but very complex road, more difficult to describe than a wrong one. Yan’er, no matter what, you must learn to cherish yourself."
Uncle Gu Yan said, his shadow seemingly about to disappear.
The blazing flames nearly destroy the dried corpse, and mottled runes appear on the statue, with unstable energy.
Zhou Yan’s mind stirred, ready to spit another mouthful of essence blood, but Zhuge Guyan suddenly reached out to stop him.
"The fate has run its course, do not act against the heavens, it is unnecessary for you. Besides, I can rest assured and leave. The Clock and Cauldron Dao, will someday derive the Heavenly Mechanism again."
"Xi’er, you must listen to your brother Zhou Yan, whatever he asks you to do, you must obey. If you don’t listen, it means you don’t acknowledge me as your father."
Uncle Gu Yan said, his gaze deeply looking at Zhou Yan and Gu Xi, and finally, his eyes fell on Feng Lingqing.
"Uncle Gu."
Feng Lingqing respectfully greeted.
Uncle Gu Yan nodded and said, "According to the Heavenly Dao, while everything is stable now, quickly give Yan’er a child."
"Predecessor you—"
Feng Lingqing immediately blushed, not expecting that even the elder’s ’last words’ would be so direct, making her somewhat confused and flustered.
"Some of what must exist will inevitably exist, and some of what shouldn’t exist must not exist. On the path of the Heavenly Mechanism Dao, you and Yan’er should have a daughter, but it is doomed to be short-lived. Of course, the Heavenly Mechanism is complex, the Tao shifts, I’m just offering a suggestion."
Uncle Gu Yan sighed lightly, then amidst the blazing flames, his entire figure turned into a Yellow Bell, disappearing little by little.
"Father!"
Gu Xi exclaimed, breaking free from Feng Lingqing’s hands, and ran over.
But there, it was already empty.
Gu Yan was gone.
Or rather, Gu Yan had never appeared here at all.
Because all of this was based on backtracking and presenting through carving and a dried corpse, only a clone.
But now, who can say the clone isn’t the real body?
Who can say the Mechanical Puppet must be an enemy?
Zhou Yan watched Gu Yan disappear, seeing deeper into the conflicts outside the Domain World.
Perhaps, many things are not as simple as they seem now.
The path of contention in the Domain World may not necessarily be merely a new hope.
Gu Yan was carved by Zhou Yan, invested with simple emotions, using Gu Yan’s body as a blueprint, yet exhibiting a real body’s will.
Furthermore, Gu Yan spoke, his will summoned the projection, and if this was misleading, it wouldn’t be necessary at all.
And if not misleading, this small fragment alone explains many things.
For example, if there is a dried corpse corresponding to someone on the warship, aided by a unique statue and unique blood, would it form a true self?
Perhaps even replace the true self?
This is hard to say.
Because even after staying on the warship for so long, Zhou Yan’s understanding of everything on the warship is very limited.
And would there be unique changes in the carving skill?
The carving skill, Zhou Yan completely replicates his father’s carving technique, or rather, subconsciously this carving technique actually exists, just neglected.
Where do those Silent Annihilation Cold Iron carvings come from? They come from among the cultivation resources provided by the Mechanical Clan’s Natural Wisdom Goddess.
Here, if someone intentionally leaves a hidden trace for Zhou Yan to discover, what could it mean?
Zhou Yan speculated many possibilities.
But regardless of which possibility, Zhou Yan doesn’t mind.
The soldier comes to block, the water arrives to cover with earth.
Now, Zhou Yan is definitely not the weak ant he once was. He has the ability to crush this piece of heaven and earth, what more of the cultivators between heaven and earth?
Apart from deciphering the truth, excavating the fragments of Xuanyuan Sword and other issues, everything else, to Zhou Yan, is completely not a problem.
Zhou Yan pondered while Feng Lingqing approached Gu Xi, comforting her as Gu Xi cried softly in Feng Lingqing’s embrace, but instead felt more enlightened.
The development of heaven and earth seems to begin to change from this scene.
"Young Master, could that uncle have also awakened the Bloodline Power?"
Feng Lingqing gently patted Gu Xi’s back but then turned to inquire Zhou Yan.
Because of the father’s words from Gu Xi, it gave her an inexplicable impact, making her feel an urge to sacrifice her innocence for Zhou Yan.
"It’s not Bloodline Power, but the understanding of the ancestor’s inheritance. Actually, it should be said, our Ancestor Star isn’t the real Ancestor Star, but a combination of desolate lands in the Great Domain above various planes. The purpose should be to let the cultivators of our Ancestor Star adapt to such desolate land environments—you know, if we can live well in such desolate environments, our survival ability will greatly improve when entering similar environments in the future."
"The Sword Burial Ancestor Star is a breeding ground existing to cultivate the adaptation ability of cultivators to desolate lands, and once the soul of the cultivator matures, it is harvested."
"Such harvesting isn’t simple either, rather it is a kind of ’reincarnation unity’, essentially opening one’s unique ability. The ability is exiled into this world, nurtured, matured, and then reclaimed."
Zhou Yan calmly explained.
This explanation is very clear, almost approaching the truth of the breeding ground.
Only by saying it this way can Feng Lingqing and Gu Xi understand.
Of course, whether they understand or not, it actually doesn’t matter much, but Zhou Yan felt there was no need to hide it.
The changes in heaven and earth, the evolution of the Tao, have nothing to do with him. If he wants to speak, he will speak.
If he doesn’t want to speak, he won’t speak.
Everything is just so spontaneous, just so wanton.
"This... so complex!"
Feng Lingqing was also slightly taken aback.
But Feng Lingqing did not doubt Zhou Yan’s words.
Because of Zhou Yan’s status, and more because of Zhou Yan’s effortless abilities.
Feng Lingqing could see through Zhou Yan’s realm, which was the Sword Heart Realm.
However, Zhou Yan’s abilities, easily breaking the sky, annihilating heaven and earth, suppressing the heavenly vault, are simply invincible.
Such a person has absolutely no need to tell any lies to deceive.
Moreover, Zhou Yan had previously said that he does not lie.
"Hmm, I hope there’s enough time."
Zhou Yan nodded and said.
Because at that moment, his eyelids inexplicably twitched.
"Brother Zhou Yan, wh-what’s wrong?"
Gu Xi was a bit at a loss because she noticed the sudden change in Zhou Yan’s tone.
"Uncle Gu Yan had some changes, so, what about Uncle Xiao Zhan?"
Zhou Yan said softly.
The place where the Gu family was located, this part of the city, was called ’Tianji City’.
The Xiao family was also in this part of the city.
Outside Tianji City lies the Heavenly Mechanism Wilderness, and beyond the wilderness is Tianji Mountain.
The place where Zhou Yan met Gu Xi was precisely the Heavenly Mechanism Wilderness. Due to changes in circumstances, Zhou Yan did not set foot on that Tianji Mountain.
Now, as Zhou Yan’s eyelid twitched, he immediately sensed an unknown energy reappearing, and he immediately locked onto the location of the Xiao family.
"Let’s go."
Zhou Yan took Gu Xi and Feng Lingqing’s hands, his gaze concentrated, and the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly became incomparably gigantic, instantly soaring into the void.
"Sizzle—"
As if traversing space, Zhou Yan appeared almost instantly at the location of the Xiao family.
The Xiao family was not silent in the dead of the night; instead, it was brightly lit.
A beautiful woman in a purple robe guarded two young girls in white gauze dresses, and a middle-aged man was coldly staring at a blood-colored figure.
It was at this moment that Zhou Yan suddenly appeared.
The Blood Shadow had no features; its entire face seemed as if it had been sliced flat by a sword, extremely terrifying.
Gu Xi and Feng Lingqing shuddered at the sight, their legs turning weak with fear.
With a gentle movement of Zhou Yan’s energy, the intense fear energy was immediately dispelled from them.
"Damn it!"
The Blood Shadow let out a low growl, but suddenly transformed into a terrifying blood mist, rushing towards Zhou Yan like immortal soul poison.
This was an incredibly terrifying attack, comparable to divine power, and in today’s world, it’s feared that very few could resist it.
But Zhou Yan’s gaze remained calm and stern, his eyes faintly focused on the unparalleled strike, with no emotional fluctuation.
"Flying sword as my heart, slashing blood to prove Emperor."
"With my blood, I transform into Xuanyuan!"
Zhou Yan murmured to himself.
The ancient language, transcending the Tai Chu Runes, caused the blood-faced phantom to emit an extremely fearful intent—even though the blood face actually couldn’t exhibit any emotion.
But everyone present genuinely felt this sense of fear.
The blood mist soul poison shattered and dispersed the moment it approached.
A short sword as flawless as jade in Zhou Yan’s hand emitted a terrifying light, absorbing the power of immortal divinity from the Xuanyuan Sword, suddenly unleashing a stream of brilliance.
"Pfft—"
The blood mist shattered, and the Blood Shadow let out an extremely miserable sound, and finally, its body began to solidify bit by bit.
The figure solidified, with blood-red hair all over its body over a foot long.
And this figure collapsed on the ground, the blood had dried up, like a blood-furred monkey, motionless.
Its glabella had already been pierced through by the short sword as flawless as jade, with its divine soul destroyed, already completely perished.
Yet, the red hair on the corpse lying on the ground remained incredibly eerie, and its blood face gradually returned to its original appearance.
"Ji Family, Ji Taiyuan? Interesting."
Zhou Yan instantly recognized the identity of this Blood Shadow; it was a prodigious genius of the Ji family, from Ji TaiXu’s generation. In the past, Zhou Yan had come into contact with this person, but didn’t know much.
Zhou Yan murmured to himself, then his eyes shot out a terrifying flame, completely eradicating the blood-furred monster.
At this moment, Zhou Yan turned around, glanced at the middle-aged man with a face full of exhaustion, and said, "Uncle Xiao Zhan, Yan’er was slightly delayed, please do not take offense."
Zhou Yan spoke, then glanced at the beautiful woman, saying, "Aunt Xiao Lan, Xiao Linlin, Xiao Chan’er."
Xiao Lan looked at Zhou Yan repeatedly, her eyes filled with astonished and extraordinary colors, her eyes showing immense admiration and appreciation.
Apparently, Zhou Yan’s supreme strength had completely won her over.