Chapter 967: Chapter 135: Little Loach, Stop Showing Off!
The sun sets in the west, the willows sway gently.
Zhou Yan traversed a desolate land, transforming into ethereal energy and disappearing with the wind, only to revert to himself after a long while.
In such a state, Zhou Yan’s realm had stabilized, the endless blood qi and furious combat power gradually settled down, and his divine body felt no discomfort.
Moreover, the dormant energy was gradually refined by the naturally ford ice crystals within his soul sea, resulting in cold, clear ice crystal soul crystals.
The soul sea transford into sothing akin to an ice palace.
Zhou Yan silently recited the Ruoshui Scripture, his entire divine soul was clear and pristine, unmarred by impurities.
"The divine soul of a Soul Woman only has an invincible effect on cultivators like , who uniquely possess the Nine Orifice Exquisite Heart and the Great Perfection of the Nine Great Physiques.
Moreover, my divine soul possesses immortal divinity, aning for her, I am also the perfect ’furnace’; if both people truly engage in dual cultivation without any hindrance, the effects are indeed astonishing.
Her divine soul possesses unique immortal divinity, as does mine; I lean towards a strong constitution while she leans towards the soul body... She has perfected yin to the extre, while I embody yang; this combination indeed produces extrely remarkable results."
Zhou Yan analyzed quietly in his heart, discreetly and cautiously moving along.
Now, Zhou Yan had transford into the appearance of a black-faced, stout Taoist; this black-faced Taoist was none other than his disciple Liu Haoxin.
Because the transformation art was so flawless, Zhou Yan’s personality seed to have been assimilated with the shaless Liu Haoxin, becoming sowhat unrestrained yet a bit indecent.
Liu Haoxin’s appearance was sowhat unattractive, with dark skin and a short stature, remarkably ordinary and very commonplace.
Yet precisely such an ordinary deanor with slight traits attracted no attention or suspicion.
Though the Sword Emperor Sect is currently overwheld with their own affairs, and the Sword Mad Venerable Tu Wanxiao has gone missing, his death may not be quickly revealed; others may assu he fled carrying enormous resources.
However, upon deeper investigation, traces can still be found, deducing Tu Wanxiao’s demise.
Though by then, no one will suspect that it was Zhou Yan.
This matter was initiated by the Sword Emperor Sect, and with its collapse, no cultivator will rember the small role of Zhou Yan, who might have died or might not have.
This scene could truly be described as settling the matter.
However, Zhou Yan temporarily refrained from using his real identity to avoid attracting any enmity or causing further killing.
Killed many cultivators, devoured much essence qi soul, refined it within the soul sea, enhanced the domain; Zhou Yan also required ti to consolidate his realm, exploring more thods within the Demon Heart Domain.
Zhou Yan gradually arrived outside the Ten-One main city, where the main city now buzzed with news of the Sword Emperor Sect.
Various ssages had already spread, unable to be concealed; moreover, each piece of information had a truthfulness of seventy to eighty percent, devoid of any falsehood.
This is where the strength of cultivators lies; what they witness can be engraved into the Sword Illusion Realm, revealing vague scenes, hence unable to exaggerate.
Zhou Yan traversed peacefully, and suddenly his body moved slightly, the soul order in the soul sea seed to sense sothing.
This was a soul order fluctuation that only disciples of the Sky Sword Sect would have, and it carried a unique resonance.
Zhou Yan took out the soul order, deducing the sensing carefully, and imdiately caught certain aura—the aura originated from a desolate mountain outside the Ten-One main city.
"This aura, seems like Mo Yuyao Junior Sister’s... Could she be in danger? Or is she alive in the Burial Immortal Land?"
Zhou Yan pondered inwardly and suddenly headed towards that mountain peak.
...
"Hmph, who would have thought, a small Quicksand Town Mo family could produce soone like you; however, it’s good, most disciples of the Sky Sword Sect died in the Burial Immortal Land, although you are lucky, no one knows you still live!"
A cold blue-clothed female cultivator said.
"This woman has so spirit, look at her pouting lips, really asking for trouble! But who knows if her mouth is tight or not."
A gray-sword-uniford young man, with a sinister look in his eyes, licked his lips and grinned.
"Such a lowly maid, is she worth it? Careful she doesn’t bite you off."
"Ha, she wouldn’t dare, if she dared, I would kill her entire Mo family, humiliate them entirely, then expose their bodies in Quicksand Town to let everyone see the tragic end of her family’s won."
The young man laughed grimly.
"Hmph, if you manage her, stop managing . I definitely do not enjoy the bloodline breath of such non-blue tribe lowly maid."
The blue-clothed female cultivator spoke colder, yet her eyes filling with obscure intentions.
"Hahaha, be assured, I shall manage her thoroughly, then use soul power to clean the body, does it satisfy you? Soul energy is so wasteful, but for you, I am willing to give anything."
The young man smiled wickedly.
"Hmph, then hurry, don’t be like usual and take too long, a quarter of an hour should be enough."
"Naturally, usually it takes at least half an hour, this ti I plan to try a little.
The young man laughed aloud.
Then, with a casual tear, he tore off his combat armor.
"She is still unconscious, what do you plan?"
The female cultivator asked.
"No, of course, she must be awakened first, otherwise how boring, I want her to awaken, then when she struggles and resists, isn’t it even more satisfying?"
The young man smiled sinisterly, and suddenly struck, unleashing a terrible soul energy, directly awakening Mo Yuyao.
She awakened and imdiately saw the ugly... instantly scread loudly in terror, her pretty face showing strong disgust.
"Scream? Screaming so loudly, no one can hear you, I advise you cooperate well, behave, or I shall kill all the female mbers of your Mo family, and let everyone..."
The young man threatened.
As expected, once this sentence was uttered, Mo Yuyao imdiately dared not speak.
"You—you are of the blue tribe? What exactly are you planning? I am a disciple of Gui Die Mountain of the Sky Sword Sect, my master is the Fengyun Yan Fairy..."
Mo Yuyao was both frightened and angry, her fear even surpassing her disgust and sha.
"Yes, knew it was her, so you definitely can’t go back alive! Anyway, no matter what you do, you’re dead, whether you’re humiliated after death and hung in Quicksand Town or you please
well, and I give you a chance to live, offering your Mo family a chance to live?"
The man laughed coldly again and again.
It seed that he was indifferent to the consequences, he seed to believe Mo Yuyao had no choice.
"The Mo family, should not rise, nor should they suppress our blue tribe. Furthermore, our blue tribe’s Lan Ji is confird to have been slain by your Mo family, this vengeance, naturally must be accounted to you!"
"Indeed, only when you are ruined, the Mo family has no day to rise again, your other brothers and sisters are rely a bunch of wastes."
Their voices were filled with ridicule, making Mo Yuyao’s heart sink to the bottom.
Worse yet, due to being hunted by other cultivators at the Burial Immortal Land and severely injured, Mo Yuyao was currently almost powerless to retaliate.
Mo Yuyao’s eyes showed sorrow and despair, tears filling her eyes, she said: "Would your words be true?"
"Hmph, our blue tribe, although deed evil cultivation, speak with commitnt, how could I lie to a bloodline so vulgar and humble like you!?"
The blue-clothed woman mocked.
"Then... I will agree to your demands, I am anyways... dood."
Mo Yuyao pondered slightly but chose to agree.
However, deep in her eyes, the despair was not one of easy compliance, she hoped at a certain mont, she’d suddenly fight to the death, annihilating these two villains.
No matter even the sliver of hope, she would do it, never—disgracing her master!
"Hehe, excellent, excellent, an obedient woman is what Lan Qing likes! Rest assured, I will cherish you!"
Lan Qing remarked proudly.
"Hehe, a small eel like you, stop making a fool of yourself, how dare you?!"
Just then, Zhou Yan, disguised as Liu Haoxin, strolled out with his hands behind his back, grinning.
This was the vivid character of Liu Haoxin.
Then, Zhou Yan looked at Mo Yuyao, chuckling: "Imasurable Venerable. This Little Junior Sister, if you agree to this little eel, you might as well agree to this humble Taoist; this Taoist’s skills are indeed excellent."
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