Chapter 850: Chapter 21: Qing Wan’s Father
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but only near dusk.
The last ray of the sunset shone on the softly golden Xuanyuan Sword, its sword light reflecting a sacred sheen.
In the midst of this golden glow, Gongcheng Diewu’s already stunning visage took on an added sanctity, making her seem more like an inviolable Fairy than a woman who already had a daughter.
Zhou Yan instinctively memorized this moment, remembered Gongcheng Diewu’s unparalleled beauty at this instant.
Perhaps, even after many years, he would still be unable to forget this scene.
However, in life, there are more things than just this peerless beauty, much like Gongcheng Diewu’s unspoken yet complex emotions.
Life is complicated.
Gongcheng Diewu’s heart is also complicated.
"Qing Wan’s father, who is he after all?"
Zhou Yan pondered for a moment, then asked again.
Gongcheng Diewu’s delicate body trembled slightly, but after a moment of silence, she slowly said, "I don’t know either. But... Qing Wan was conceived during my soul Enlightenment, within the Great Dao. That preacher emerged from a mass of crimson Blood Light... seemed to be you, yet I can’t be certain it’s you. So, I truly don’t know. I wanted you to stay, to carefully observe Qing Wan, see what bloodline she belongs to.
I think with your ability, you should be able to discern some clues.
I really need an answer, though whatever the outcome, it won’t change the fact that Qing Wan is my daughter, but I should have the right to know who her father is."
"Conceived from Enlightenment, it’s perhaps destiny, maybe a strong soul body descended to impart a certain rule, or it might have merely been an accidental drop of Essence Blood inheritance, as Blood Essence in this world can indeed contain ancient meanings. But no matter who it is, it shouldn’t be me."
Zhou Yan nodded his head, giving a response after a slight moment of deep thought.
"I’ve thought about this matter too. After the event of pushing the Star River, I have known that you should have left, later confirmed by the actions of the Jiang family which testified to the truth of this matter. And I conceived after this, during the descent of the plane’s rules. What troubled me always is, if that person isn’t you, then who is it? Why did they assume a form like yours to preach to me during my Enlightenment and cause my conception?"
Gongcheng Diewu questioned.
"Let me see."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan’s expression became a few degrees more grave.
Although Gongcheng Diewu is beautiful, from beginning to end, Zhou Yan has never had any emotions toward this woman, let alone having her conceive.
If Gongcheng Qingwan were Zhou Yan’s child, he believes he could sense it, or even without sensing, he would mysteriously know.
Thus his lack of knowledge can only explain that Gongcheng Qingwan is not Zhou Yan’s child.
Then, who is Qingwan’s father?
Upon hearing Zhou Yan’s words, Gongcheng Diewu gently nodded, slightly drawing closer to Zhou Yan, bringing up a faint fragrance of subtle aroma.
Zhou Yan instinctively breathed in, feeling a nameless fiery sensation surging straight to his heart, his cold and indifferent heart seemingly suddenly alight with flames.
This change caused Zhou Yan to instinctively cast his gaze toward Gongcheng Diewu’s full and soft chest area, noticing the two stark white protruding crevices that were exposed.
However, being so close, this shift in Zhou Yan’s gaze was immediately detected by the intelligent and delicate Gongcheng Diewu.
Two delightful blushing hues suddenly surfaced on Gongcheng Diewu’s charming face, with a touch of inexplicable shyness, although with a blushing face she tried hard to appear indifferent, in reality, her heartbeat had already begun to uncontrollably accelerate.
Zhou Yan felt a subtle awkwardness, at his level of cultivation, to still be stirred just because of a woman’s proximity, taking a breath of that faint milky scent was an indication of an inadequacy of mind and spirit.
Nonetheless, Zhou Yan was only momentarily perturbed. From this, Zhou Yan understood that if even he was swayed in an instant, it wouldn’t be so inconceivable for the Heavenly Dao to be attracted at a particular moment either.
Moreover, Gongcheng Diewu’s naturally gentle constitution, in an unintended reveal, emits such powerful Charming Power.
Zhou Yan gathered his mind, his gaze soon reverting to a cool and calm color, he concentrated and held his breath, probing Gongcheng Diewu’s soul with a robust Soul Power.
Seemingly, with strong and terrifying Soul Power, under this soul aura, Gongcheng Diewu’s soul trembled akin to a rabbit facing a tiger, having a near instinctual fear of Zhou Yan.
Yet despite the fear, Gongcheng Diewu’s soul still stood tremblingly, as if waiting for Zhou Yan’s examination.
Zhou Yan used the Time Origin Tracking Path, combining with the powers of Heavenly Mechanism, Fate, and Qi Fortune that he mastered, within a moment seeing the past.
However, this scene was extremely unclear.
But while pondering, Zhou Yan mobilized that thread of nearly Immortal Power from within his soul, this immortal divinity being strands of power engendered when the soul reached this level, each time he merged with Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Qi would accumulate such a strand of power.
This power was not much, even very rare, but because of this singular thread of power within the soul, Zhou Yan felt almost a possible Condensation of Soul Fetus.
Zhou Yan had profound comprehension of these insights, naturally speculating it as the congealed entity of Immortal Divine Power, the so-called genuine ’soul liquid’.
Therefore, Zhou Yan withdrew a thread of nearly Immortal Divine Soul Liquid power, utilizing a method of Heavenly Mechanism to deeply investigate once again.
This additional soul power rendered that unclear scene instantly clear, as if Zhou Yan returned to the past, descending into a realm swirl.
Within the swirl, the planet erupted, as if dissolving, a vast Ancient Tomb began to infinitely expand, exceeding imagination in size, then fused with that planet.
The shattered planet regrew, while all environments within that vast Ancient Tomb vanished, merging with the planet’s environment.
"Is this the fusion of the Sword Burial Ancestor Star with the plane? Yes, it is. Then, what kind of tomb is this gigantic ancient tomb? Why does its environment resemble the outer battlefield beyond Earth? Like the Silent Annihilation Graveyard of the Ten Thousand Buddhas’ Extinction? All the environments of the Sword Burial Ancestor Star are projected into this gigantic ancient tomb, forming a plane! Whose handiwork is this?"
"What tremendous methods, destroying a planet with endless ancient energy yet not letting life perish, and making all environments of the Sword Burial Ancestor Star manifest in the plane, this is simply astonishing."
Zhou Yan’s shock is imaginable.
The plane, the plane belongs to the Nine Heavens Supreme, a place to explore the path to immortality, can actually be created and annihilated at will!
Zhou Yan’s heart sank heavily.
He continued to look, through the endless mist, he saw Gongcheng Diewu, lying in a pool of blood within a dense star cloud, where infinite Tao Rules manifested, as if some Supreme Tao had descended upon her.
At this moment, a black-robed figure flew from beyond the heavens, also covered in blood with severe injuries.
But at that moment, a purple throne appeared in that piece of heaven and earth, and a red-clothed girl suddenly stood in the void, blocking the black-robed youth.
"My good daughter, do you want to kill your Father King again? You’re so unfilial, does your mother know?"
That black-robed youth spoke.
That voice, Zhou Yan would never forget in his lifetime!
It was definitely his own voice.
And that red-clothed girl, Zhou Yan would never forget in his lifetime either, it was Yanyan!
Only now, Yanyan had become a thirteen or fourteen-year-old loli girl.
Very cute, very cold, yet very beautiful, like a little fairy, so perfect it was heart-stopping.
"Die!"
Yanyan said no more, just the word ’die’, yet it contained boundless killing intent and blazing hatred.
"Hissing——"
The two acted in an instant, and at such speed, Zhou Yan could not see clearly.
But in one exchange, the black-robed youth was pierced by a blood-colored sword, dropping a vivid drop of essence blood.
Yanyan was also hit by an invincible punch, her body flying backward.
It was a battle where both sides suffered!
The black-robed youth retreated tens of thousands of meters, almost instinctively looking at the drop of blood he had shed beneath the void and simultaneously saw Gongcheng Diewu within the dense star clouds.
At that moment, he was slightly stunned, a stream of soul power swept towards that drop of essence blood, directly embedding it into Gongcheng Diewu’s soul.
However, just as he completed this action, as if he sensed something, his gaze suddenly shot into the void, and it met Zhou Yan’s gaze almost instantaneously.
At that moment, time seemed nonexistent, as if frozen, and space seemed to collapse, surpassing the limit.
Zhou Yan saw a pair of eyes that were so familiar, belonging only to himself.
It was as if he saw his own avatar, as if an avatar stood facing him.
At that moment, Zhou Yan saw himself, was Zhou Yan saw Zhou Yan himself!
But that Zhou Yan, his gaze suddenly turned cold, his eyes exploding with terrifying killing intent.
The killing intent, embodying the Supreme Tao, Emperor Qi Dragon Transformation’s Swallowing Heaven Divine Skill, Soul Cutting Skill, and so on, all were suppressed within the soul body with the power of Immortal Divine.
Surpassing space-time!
"Puff——"
Zhou Yan’s body trembled, waking from derivation, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The soul fetus he had condensed was crushed in an instant, its structure completely destroyed, almost all cultivation annihilated in a blink.
However, having survived the Rebellion Bone Heavenly Tribulation and not dying, what would be a destructive disaster to others was not severe to Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan used the Undying Rebirth Technique and Nirvana Rebirth Technique, while simultaneously using the Soul Slash Secret Technique to repair the soul, restoring part of the Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Energy to mend his soul body damage.
In just a moment, his injuries had recovered by thirty percent, no longer weak.
"Zhou... Zhou Yan, what’s the matter with you?"
Gongcheng Diewu’s beautiful dress was splattered with a large patch of blood-red blood from Zhou Yan, like a vivid flag blossom blooming in the snow, striking.
So much so that Gongcheng Diewu was also startled, exclaiming inquiringly.
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