Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 590 - 027: Xuanyuan Sword Fragment

With the voice came a cute adolescent girl clad in a pink princess dress, who looked at Zhou Yan with uneasiness, her eyes betraying an undisguised sense of fear from being startled.

But the fear in her large eyes didn’t last half a second before being immediately overtaken by an immense sense of surprise.

She was clearly a mischievous and cleverly eccentric, rebellious girl.

"You... you are Zhou Yan? The genius Zhou Yan from the Great Zhou Family?"

Suddenly, the girl’s eyes widened, and she stared at Zhou Yan incredulously.

Zhou Yan frowned upon hearing this and said, "Yes, I am. Who are you?"

"I, I am Lee Shuru of the Da Li Family. Lee Yan Yun is my cousin, you know, so you should even call me ’aunt’—although... my cousin is actually also from your Zhou Family."

The girl spoke, her voice suddenly becoming softer.

Then, seeming to remember something, she hastily and guiltily explained, "But I’m not with Lu Yun and the others, I just followed them because their antics seemed fun. I haven’t killed or robbed anyone!"

She was lying in front of Zhou Yan, so she felt somewhat guilty.

"Lee Shuru? The treasured little princess of the Da Li Family who was spoiled by Old Man Lee?"

Zhou Yan scrutinized the girl, who seemed very afraid of him, but in reality, he sensed an inexplicable danger coming from her.

The ’fear’ she exhibited was probably more about worrying that Zhou Yan would go to the Da Li Family to report her deeds.

The Da Li, Da Xia, and Yang Families were the four ancient families of Carefree Main City.

Following the Heavenly Destiny Project, people from the Da Li Family gradually disappeared, and the Da Xia Family had vanished even before the Heavenly Destiny Project, with no one knowing where they had gone.

As for the Yang Family, they perished during the Heavenly Destiny Project. The person Yang Qingtan continued to puzzle Zhou Yan.

Because the true nature of the so-called ’inheritance candidate’ was in fact aimed at him, Zhou Yan; and the master was also his own brother, then who was Yang Qingtan? And was Yang Qingtan truly dead?

If Yang Qingtan was not the heir chosen by his brother, then who exactly was he?

These questions, perhaps, could only be answered when he once again faced the last wisp of his master’s will.

Zhou Yan’s mind was flooded with many memories of the past due to Lee Shuru, and many experiences in Carefree Main City seemed to reappear before his eyes.

Zhou Yan also knew that the Da Li Family had a deep foundation, otherwise Ni Chang wouldn’t have chosen someone from the Li bloodline to reincarnate.

However, the information he sensed from the depths of the woman’s heart who had been killed along with Lu Yun and the others revealed that if he were to kill Lee Shuru, there would surely be a great disaster.

Zhou Yan pondered and immediately his mind stirred, subconsciously gathering his Qi Observation Technique, and glanced at Lee Shuru.

With that look, Zhou Yan’s soul trembled fiercely, almost shattered by the backlash of the Qi Observation Technique.

Zhou Yan was alarmed and greatly startled, but he showed no sign of it, and instead said indifferently, "Hand over the golden short sword fragment you have on you, and I will spare your life."

Zhou Yan’s cryptic words puzzled Lee Shuru, and after a long moment, she exclaimed, "You, how did you know I acquired a Divine Sword Fragment?"

"Will you give it or not? If not, you die! If you die, I’ll take it from your corpse either way!" Zhou Yan threatened grimly.

"Fine, fine, why so fierce?! Humph! To think you’d dare treat me like this knowing I’m a princess of the Li Family! Despicable!"

She huffed, slightly displeased, but she didn’t throw a tantrum and obediently took out her Qiankun Ring, then extracted a golden fragment and tossed it to Zhou Yan, saying, "Humph, take it!"

Zhou Yan, without changing his expression, took the golden short sword fragment while concentrating and holding his breath.

But the moment the fragment touched his hand, it suddenly burrowed into his palm.

Zhou Yan felt the movement within his soul, and the golden short sword fragment dove into his soul’s Dantian, coming to a sudden rest beneath the parasol tree seedling there.

Originally, there had already been a short sword there, and as the fragment entered, the sword suddenly ’buzzed’ and resonated, swiftly melding together with the fragment.

"Pfft—"

On Zhou Yan’s body, the Broken Worry Sword he had cultivated to the Top-grade Soul Device Level suddenly fractured.

Not only him but the swords on Hou Chen and Hou Ling’er beside him were also shaken in an instant.

The top-level Soul Sword in Hou Chen’s hands showed cracks like a dense spider-web, while the Radiant Holy Sword on Hou Ling’er merely trembled and did not shatter.

The Frost Snow Saint Sword on Zhou Yan also shivered.

Following the tremors, the Frost Snow Saint Sword suddenly flew out, manifesting the silhouette of Sword Spirit Xiao Shuang.

She conveyed a message to Zhou Yan, "Brother Zhou Yan, what’s going on? I felt the suppression of the Emperor Sword Dao! That... that seems like the aura of a fragment of the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword..."

"That must be it."

Zhou Yan nodded, transmitted a message to Xiao Shuang, and added, "Just obtained a fragment of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, quite remarkable."

"No wonder, just now Xiao Xue and I were in seclusion, yet abruptly we were overwhelmed by the aura of a Sword Dao Venerable which caused our cultivation to be interrupted. I hadn’t expected that it was indeed this sword that appeared."

Xiao Shuang sighed.

"How was your seclusion?"

Zhou Yan nodded, asking.

"Almost recovered to about fifty percent of a Saint’s strength. Eh, I sense my master’s presence, but it’s very weak, no, master is in grave danger, I must go find master."

Xiao Shuang had only spoken half of it when suddenly, her voice turned into Xiao Xue’s; then, the sword transformed into a streak of light, swiftly shooting away with a ’whiz.’

Zhou Yan’s expression immediately turned grave; he knew this behavior of the Frost Snow Saint Sword indicated that Feng Lingqing’s situation was extremely grim, likely a matter of life and death.

Without another word, Zhou Yan decisively said, "Let’s go!"

Saying this, he executed his Netherworld Heaven Bridge Technique, immediately sweeping up Hou Chen and Hou Ling’er, about to follow the Frost Snow Saint Sword.

"What the hell, just going to leave after taking something? Who dares treat me this way? I’m the Little Princess of the Lee Family!"

Lee Shuru complained angrily.

She stomped her foot, quite annoyed, and even manifested a powerful force with a trace of Holy Light, blocking Zhou Yan’s path.

"Scram!"

With a powerful punch, Zhou Yan sent Lee Shuru flying along with a strand of Holy Light, nearly killing her on the spot!

Zhou Yan vanished swiftly like a ghostly light.

"Damn it, just as domineering as before, with eyes only for Zhou Lingyi, and still the same now. No, I must have Grandpa Saint teach him a lesson!"

Lee Shuru kept rubbing her chest where Zhou Yan had hit her, fracturing the bones there. Her delicate bosom caved in from the blow, and the bones nearly pierced her heart, a pain that brought tears to her eyes.

She struggled to consume a few golden elixirs, and moments later, her nearly fatal injuries had fully recovered.

"Grandpa Saint said that within the Heavenly Heart Secret Realm, there’s the ’Baiyue Immortal Spirit Grass’ which has a tremendous effect on both the soul and the body. He said that if I could obtain it, he would fulfill three of my wishes..."

"No, I can’t just go back like this, it’s too embarrassing! Those three were so useless; fierce when robbing others but so pathetic against Zhou Yan! I must recruit some more lackeys in the name of the ’Dragon Vein Holy Land, Lee Family.’ Robbery isn’t a fun game, need to find a different game and let them deal with Zhou Yan! When Zhou Yan offends me, he’ll have to kneel and apologize, then, should I forgive him?"

Lee Shuru muttered to herself.

Thinking of Zhou Yan kneeling and begging her favorably, her mood immediately lifted.

...

Baiyue Canyon.

"This Baiyue Immortal Spirit Grass is about to mature. Mother will definitely protect this herb, then pick it for you to eat, so you can compensate for your innate deficiencies."

Feng Lingqing caressed the cheeks of the little girl in her arms, her voice full of tenderness and warmth.

The little girl in her arms was her world, everything to her.

She would give up everything she had for this little girl, as long as the child could grow up healthy and happy.

"Mother, there are so many little bugs."

The child in her arms babbled, her chubby little fingers constantly moving, trying to catch the dead skin on her mother’s face.

"And another little bug."

The small girl laughed with delight, what she called ’little bugs’ were actually the curled strips of dead skin peeling off Feng Lingqing’s face as she aged and her skin dried and withered.

The little girl treated this as catching bugs, thoroughly enjoying it.

It seemed the only amusement for the child in this treacherous environment.

"Mmm, mmm, Si Si is so smart, so amazing, caught another little bug."

Feng Lingqing encouraged her.

As she spoke, her heart was somewhat conflicted.

She hoped for Zhou Yan’s arrival but feared him seeing her present grotesque appearance.