Zhou Yan faced the elder who resembled a zombie, his expression softened, so his inquiry no longer seed as intimidating as before.
This behavior also made many cultivators’ expressions relax considerably.
At this mont, the elder who resembled a zombie only sighed and said, "I am a humble elder of the Li Clan, nad ’Li Yuchuan’."
The elder spoke with a noticeable trace of respect.
If it wasn’t so obvious before, now it was clearly noticeable.
Such circumstances did not arouse suspicion among other cultivators; many even considered it to be extrely normal.
"So it’s Elder ’Li Yuchuan’. Elder Li Yuchuan, there wasn’t a proper reception during this visit to the Heavenly chanism Sect."
Zhou Yan smiled slightly and said.
"Heavenly chanism Saint Son, no need to be polite. Once the matters at Heavenly chanism Sect are resolved, there will be many opportunities."
Li Yuchuan imdiately said respectfully.
Zhou Yan nodded and said, "Alright, since it’s so, there’s no issue on your side."
Zhou Yan said, then looked at the black-robed youth beside him.
The black-robed youth remained as arrogant as ever, seemingly dissatisfied with Li Yuchuan’s behavior.
Yet, in front of Zhou Yan, in front of many cultivators, he ultimately said nothing and did not criticize Li Yuchuan.
Clearly, he also understood the importance of harmony among one’s own people in front of outsiders.
So even if Li Yuchuan’s actions seed very ’disgraceful’, he endured this sense of dissatisfaction.
"Heavenly chanism Saint Son, the Li Clan people aren’t afraid of death! Elder Li Yuchuan rely values your talent. After all, his reputation for valuing talent is known worldwide!"
"But don’t think for a mont that our Li Clan people are a group of obsequious individuals!"
At this mont, the black-robed youth suddenly spoke.
His tone was extrely straightforward and firm.
It seed that even in death, he would never submit.
Zhou Yan seed to see the initial spark of Li Cangsheng in this person, as if he was taken back to the Great Zhou Family at that ti, back to the Li Family at that mont.
Unfortunately, now is a completely new era, when a group of Red Faces were captured by the Emperor Soul Clan to beco puppets, when witnessing the final terrifying scenes, Zhou Yan could no longer prevent it all from happening.
Indeed, the final scene aboard the Ancestor Dragon Warship was the true core of the Emperor Soul Clan.
With a sigh in his heart, Zhou Yan’s gaze suddenly focused, as tangible as reality, locking onto the black-robed youth.
Zhou Yan’s gaze was calm, without any intent to kill, yet it was this very gaze that caused the black-robed youth’s soul to tremble, as if it was about to shatter, clearly enduring an extrely terrifying pressure.
At this mont, the black-robed youth truly felt trepidation in his heart.
He never imagined that just with a faint gaze, the Heavenly chanism Saint Son could release an unknown pressure that almost sent his soul flying.
With doubt and uncertainty in his heart, he originally thought Zhou Yan was only so arrogant relying on the Yellow Bell, but now, he realized the Heavenly chanism Saint Son’s ability far exceeded his imagination.
He was already sowhat unable to bear it, but beside him, Li Yuchuan seed utterly unconcerned, showing no intention to intervene, nor any thought of pleading.
It seed as if the two were like strangers.
But it’s not the heartlessness of the elder resembling a zombie; rather, he seed to trust that Zhou Yan absolutely wouldn’t kill the black-robed youth.
This situation also attracted the attention of everyone.
"Sotis, one should submit for survival; death is not worthwhile, especially when there are imnse regrets. Death is rely the worst outco."
Zhou Yan said casually.
It didn’t matter whether the black-robed youth understood or not; after all, that was the point he needed to express.
If the black-robed youth could take it to heart and live with endurance despite humiliation, then the world would have a place for him.
But if he continued to be stubborn like this in the future, he wouldn’t go far.
This ti Zhou Yan doesn’t kill him, afterward he would surely be slain by other cultivators.
"Really? In my view, I’d rather die than submit!"
The black-robed youth sneered, seemingly mocking Zhou Yan for being afraid of death.
His personality was extrely resolute, his attitude exceptionally decisive, clearly reflecting a cold and determined character with unwavering will.
However, as long as one is human, there’s no true ’rather die than submit’.
To rather die than submit is because one’s abilities haven’t reached an extre limit.
If even a tiny fraction of the Evil Spirit Soul Devouring process is manifested, then this black-robed youth would reveal everything, losing any steadfast will.
In one’s life, the most important thing isn’t to rather die than submit, nor unwavering will, but rather to survive.
Only by staying alive do all other matters beco possible.
If one cannot survive, no matter how steadfast one’s will, no matter how cold and determined their nature, it is useless.
This point, though seemingly simple, like an ordinary truth, took Zhou Yan three lifetis to understand, to experience, to comprehend.
Now, he simply said it out, but no one truly listened.
Perhaps only Li Yuchuan could have that bit of realization, but even that realization probably stems from his own profound experiences.
"I say, you will submit, do you believe?"
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