Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 1285 - 29: A Bit Ruthless

"I would ask you? Haha, do you really think you’re something? Pretty boy, I’ve found you displeasing for a long time. If you’ve got the skills, show them, or let’s have a match! Maybe we’re brothers and friends, partners in a team, but some arrogant people need to be tempered. Otherwise, they’ll never understand the dangers and fate of life and death."

Zhao Ning sneered repeatedly, his words carried a fierce, demonic ruthlessness.

Hua Ru Xi felt a shiver in her heart. She glanced at Zhao Ning thoughtfully and said, "I’ve mentioned some team rules before. It seems you both don’t really listen, huh? Have I, as the leader, become so incompetent that I can’t handle such trivial matters? Regardless of the situation, Zhou Yan’s intention to contribute is always good. Whether he has the capability will be evident after his artifact refining. Zhao Ning, step back first."

"Boss lady."

Zhao Ning was a bit reluctant.

The ruthlessness deep in his eyes flashed momentarily—a vicious thought flickered through, but it was extremely concealed.

Even Hua Ru Xi, who was paying attention to Zhao Ning, couldn’t sense such a scene.

In Hua Ru Xi’s perception, Zhao Ning merely showed some reluctance and anger.

"Arrogant? I really am a bit angry. When I, Zhou Yan, get angry, the consequences can be quite serious. I don’t know what arrogance is. Is spending a long time crafting weapons with a 30% increase a boast? Then what’s worth boasting about a mere 10% increase? Ignorance isn’t a sin, but flaunting ignorance is!"

Zhou Yan’s face also grew cold, clearly and progressively revealing the emotions of a small character.

At the same time, Zhou Yan stepped forward and reached the side of a female Heavenly Heart named ’Han Wenwen.’

This female cultivator had severe wounds; half of her arm was broken. The wound had just healed a little, but the red flesh even spread near her heart, with half already shattered, exposing crimson scars. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Even though it was covered, she was still somewhat weak, silently in secluded recovery.

When Zhou Yan approached her, she suddenly opened her eyes in amazement, looking at him with puzzled eyes.

Zhou Yan’s hand suddenly reached into the void with an overwhelmingly powerful speed, swift as lightning, it was beyond what any of them, including Hua Ru Xi and Yan Ruxin, could clearly see.

Standing beside Zhou Yan, Zhao Ning suddenly felt a chill all over. Having noticed that if Zhou Yan used this move to kill him, he wouldn’t even escape for one breath and would instantly die.

At that moment, Zhao Ning’s entire being turned icy cold, unable to maintain composure.

His scalp tingled, and he suddenly widened his eyes, almost popping out in shock.

Because when Zhou Yan grabbed, the void suddenly shook as if it had cracked, and a Clear Spring appeared.

The Clear Spring was only the size of a fist but presented the scene of an authentic waterfall torrent.

The spring water burst forth, pouring onto Han Wenwen’s body.

At that moment, Han Wenwen reached the ultimate pinnacle of excitement, letting out a high-pitched and sharp moan. The thrill was almost comparable to the utmost joy at the brink of the ninth layer in the Sea of Suffering Realm, an indescribable pleasure fiercely impacting Han Wenwen’s heart.

At that moment, Han Wenwen’s severely broken wounds, which made her a burden, healed entirely in mere breaths.

Furthermore, due to the recovery, Han Wenwen immediately radiated an endless beautiful aura.

Zhou Yan’s spring water power pulsated as a flame flew out, instantly landing on Han Wenwen’s combat armor.

The broken combat armor even instantly covered everyone’s view, hiding the splendid scene.

This scene, except for Hua Ru Xi and Yan Ruxin, the two strongest, none could see the brilliant beauty Han Wenwen showed.

However, Han Wenwen herself clearly felt all the changes.

The powerful life force within her, the dry Soul Sea suddenly boiling with soul power, made her burst into tears of joy.

Without any sign, Han Wenwen stood up, without hesitation, knelt in front of Zhou Yan, and said, "Zhou Yan, thank you for your benevolence in recreating me. Otherwise, if we encounter battle later, I would perish immediately."

"No means to repay your salvation, Wenwen sincerely offers three bows first."

Han Wenwen immediately went to kneel, a kowtow being the most sincere form of gratitude.

After all, cultivators only kneel to their ancestors and parents; even heaven and earth can remain unknelt to! This is the dignity and pride of a cultivator.

And once kneeling to someone else, it must be an immense favor akin to receiving new life.

Zhou Yan, however, stopped Han Wenwen from kneeling. She’s a big-eyed, petite girl, quite cute, not extremely beautiful, but her eyes are big, lively, and spirited. Her temperament is akin to a snow-white rabbit, quite endearing.

Yet in such a world, under grievous and brutal rules, no Heavenly Heart cares whether a woman is beautiful or lovely, whether she needs sympathy or care. To survive, they go to every extreme, leaving no time for love stories.

"No need, Han Wenwen, you’re so adorable. How could I bear to let you suffer such serious trauma? Come on, get up. Your clothes are a bit tattered. Later, I’ll craft a Wind Spirit Dust-proof Armor for you. This way, your body won’t be stained by dust or blood qi and other filth."

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Zhou Yan smiled slightly, casually waved out a force, stopping Han Wenwen from bowing any further.

Han Wenwen felt grateful in her heart, and because of this, she suddenly shot Zhao Ning a cold glance.

That glance, even though she said nothing, made Zhao Ning’s face turn pale instantly.

"In the world before, my Power of Life could revive the dead and regenerate White Bones, but now it can only heal some serious injuries, and its use is severely limited. Otherwise, my team wouldn’t have perished earlier."

Zhou Yan sighed softly, feeling a bit ironic, a bit wistful.

This expression was not feigned.

If his ability had been stronger earlier, he could’ve intervened in advance to prevent Yi Xueyao’s tragedy.

Even Fang Zhongze’s dire fate could’ve been avoided.

But...

Past events, after all, have become history.

This harsh environment is indeed a profound trial.

Those who survive are either extremely cruel, or have a very strong Merit Heart, very humane.

From the perspective of long-term Transformation, this is indeed a good thing. But for those involved, such an experience is likely to be unforgettable, impossible to erase through lifetimes.

The sadness on Zhou Yan’s face wasn’t hidden, but he quickly composed himself.

Then he looked at everyone, smiled again, regaining that carefree attitude, and said, "That’s why I always feel I’m not strong enough, chasing greater Strength, researching more powerful methods. Artifact Refining and healing abilities are ultimately auxiliary skills. Although I haven’t studied them deeply, I do what I can to help others, yet I get doubted as being naive and reckless.

I’ve been saying, how many among us Heavenly Hearts who’ve survived until now are truly reckless? I’m quite easygoing, but it doesn’t mean people with ulterior motives can keep jumping around in front of me trying to step on me."

While speaking, Zhou Yan looked at Zhao Ning with composure, then said, "However, now that I’ve joined this team, let’s let bygones be bygones. We should work together, advance and retreat as one."

Suspicion and sinister motives shouldn’t happen anymore.

Zhou Yan expressed his thoughts, and his words were not said casually, but rather implied.

Zhou Yan didn’t show any superiority in Intelligence, but by saying so, it’s more reasonable, showing he’s unaware.

By saying so, Zhao Ning would be more assured.

But if Zhou Yan hadn’t said this, it could’ve startled the snake, leading to unnecessary changes.

For Zhou Yan, what needs to be done most now is to control the pace himself, and clearly, the team’s rhythm is already in his grasp.

"Hmm, very well. Zhou Yan, I didn’t expect your abilities to be so amazing. In this dangerous realm, many teams have ultimately declined. Zhou Yan, you are impressive!"

Hua Ru Xi seemed thoughtful, then immediately praised Zhou Yan a few times, giving him a unique look.

This was the most enthusiastic gaze from Hua Ru Xi that Zhou Yan had sensed.

Moreover, this time, Zhou Yan felt Hua Ru Xi’s gaze had something different.

Seemingly, due to this performance, Hua Ru Xi genuinely felt a trace of affection—although it’s just a fleeting moment, Zhou Yan’s greatness stands out like a torch in the night.

That’s why, how could Zhou Yan be oblivious to Zhao Ning and the others’ thoughts?

Knowing Zhao Ning and others’ concerns, Zhou Yan nonchalantly brushed the matter aside, allowing them temporary peace of mind.

"I’ve been saying my abilities are just average, but helping everyone enhance their Combat Power shouldn’t be a problem, right? Yet everyone doubts me, I feel discouraged. My Spirit needs healing, big sis, perhaps comfort me a bit."

Zhou Yan said with a playful grin.

"Are you hurt? Do you really need comfort from me?"

Hua Ru Xi’s beautiful face revealed a unique smile as she even stressed the words "comfort."

"This woman seems to be ruthless."

Zhou Yan muttered to himself, genuinely sensing the coldness in those words "comfort."

Of course, he also knew Hua Ru Xi was intentionally teasing, mainly because the pressure had been completely relieved.