Chapter 800: Chapter 023 Killing Zhou Yan
"I can forgo everything, but for this Phoenix Zither, I can assure you that I can restore it to around fifty percent of its divinity, though certainly not in this place," Zhou Yan said with a grave tone as he gazed at Feng Yunxi.
Zhou Yan’s look seemed somewhat eager and it slightly irritated Feng Yunxi.
As an Ancient Blood Practitioner, one should almost entirely sever all desires on the path of cultivation.
Thus, Feng Yunxi naturally assumed that cultivators who exhibited crazed looks lacked ability and were doomed to perish prematurely.
A cultivator obsessed with beauty was destined to achieve nothing noteworthy.
Feng Yunxi slightly frowned, but considering Zhou Yan had knowledge beneficial to the Fu Xi Zither, she kept her displeasure to herself, although she was not pleased.
"The Fu Xi Zither, being on Earth—a now barren land—achieving twenty percent restoration is already quite noteworthy. However, after leaving this Star Domain, I am confident I can restore it to around fifty percent," Zhou Yan explained.
This point greatly resonated with Feng Yunxi, who nodded and said, "This aligns with our ancestors’ conclusions as well."
"I promised Fang Wuxi to do my best, but reaching your requirement means a substantial effort from me and involves certain risks. Therefore, I hope you’ll inform me about Lee Ran in advance. Also, once I succeed, you should become my disciple, what do you say?" Zhou Yan pondered his words.
He did not hide his admiration for talent, and of course, he hoped that Lei Yan Sacred Land could include more individuals with strong innate gifts and fresh blood.
Casting a fleeting glance at Zhou Yan, Feng Yunxi said, "I can inform you about Lee Ran in advance. As for becoming your disciple? Although you have profound accomplishments in the Artifact Dao, I believe that once I venture into the Outer Star Domain, my achievements will far surpass yours.
Your previous burning gaze clearly showed desire. A cultivator influenced by the Seven Emotions and Six Desires is not a true cultivator."
"A cultivator who is not true to the path, no matter how currently splendid their achievements may appear, will eventually find their journey limited. I, Feng Yunxi, bear the supreme bloodline with Emperor Blood of Fu Xi. Why should I accept a flawed cultivator as my master?"
"Emperor Fu Xi lived his life as part of the Imperial Family, a Sovereign of high stature, how could he bow to anyone else?"
"Therefore, you should no longer mention this proposition. Otherwise, you might not even get the chance to step into the Immortal Land of Ancient Clans."
Feng Yunxi suddenly spoke coldly, berating Zhou Yan and placing herself on a moral high ground.
Zhou Yan was taken aback, speechless in front of this self-righteous woman.
After Feng Yunxi finished speaking, Zhou Yan did not bicker with this naive young woman but instead countered, "Do you think that all the people in the modern society beyond this world are ordinary humans?"
"Indeed!" Feng Yunxi replied sharply.
"Ignorance is bliss," Zhou Yan sneered.
"What did you say?!" Feng Yunxi’s gaze turned icy, exerting an ancient ancestral Emperor’s aura against Zhou Yan.
Such imperial aura was an attack on another’s soul, a rather ruthless tactic.
Zhou Yan’s soul stirred slightly, dispersing the pressure and looked calmly and indifferently at Feng Yunxi. His gaze now devoid of any eagerness, he said, "Having Three Souls and Seven Spirits at least ranks in the realm of Refining God and Returning Void; unfortunately, they don’t understand the potential release of the soul. Calling them ’ordinary people’ is simply a joke.
I won’t argue with you; you clearly don’t understand what the Tao is, what the Red Dust is, or what the true path of cultivation is.
You’re just prideful about your bloodline and self-righteous, which you will regret in the future!"
"Really? Do you think that upon returning from the Outer Star Domain, you are invincible in this Cultivation World? Beware, if you offend me, once the ancestors of the Fu Xi Clan grow angry, you will not die a whole death!"
Feng Yunxi scoffed angrily.
"Not die a whole death? If we can’t even converse halfway, you should leave; I no longer wish to offer you any guidance, nor do you qualify! Moreover, I’m waiting for your Fu Xi Clan’s ancestors to implement your threats!"
Zhou Yan responded coldly.
"Arrogant, do you truly think Lee Ran is just—hmph, a madcap!" Feng Yunxi snapped, leaving her sentence half-finished while revealing a mocking, cold sneer.
"Fairy Yunxi, do not get angry, and Senior Zhou Yan shouldn’t—"
"You don’t need to play peacemaker! I was just having a look, I didn’t really expect him to repair the Fu Xi Zither, nor is he worthy of touching that divine weapon of the Great Emperor. So arrogant, does he really think he’s better than the entire Cultivation World?"
Feng Yunxi laughed sarcastically.
"I do think I am superior to all of you! What’s the matter, can’t handle it? Come fight me then!"
Zhou Yan was also enraged.
This woman was simply causing trouble for no reason, not knowing what’s good for her.
Her perspective was limited, yet she found so many faults.
Not only that, she acted as if she owned the place, not even considering her own behavior.
At the very least, Zhou Yan’s intention to take disciples was not for anything selfish, but to prevent the loss of Supreme Dao inheritances and to investigate reasons behind the disappearance of the ancestors and the Extinction of the Ten Thousand Buddhas.
To seek these reasons, a powerful force was certainly needed, and the Xuanyuan Ancestor had instructed him to take disciples on Earth.
Thus, he had this thought. He had just mentioned it, and this woman reacted so violently, feeling insulted by him.
Zhou Yan had seen arrogant people before; if she was unwilling, she could have just said so. Was there any need to oppress others with Ancestor Blood?
One must know, this kind of Emperor Blood Aura was something most cultivators couldn’t withstand. It could almost damage the soul in an instant!
This method was rather harsh.
Furthermore, this woman was asking for help, yet she acted as if she was the boss, dictating what rewards Zhou Yan should give and to what extent, which pushed Zhou Yan’s dissatisfaction to the extreme.
If it before, Zhou Yan might have considered it a trivial matter and ignored it, but now he couldn’t overlook it.
"You scoundrel, what if I did hit you?!"
Feng Yunxi also raged, her eyes glaring as she fiercely stroked the Fu Xi Zither in her hands.
"Zeng—"
The zither suddenly sounded aloud, and Fang Wuxi, standing beside Zhou Yan, unexpectedly retreated with a painful scream, blood already spilling from the corner of his mouth.
However, Zhou Yan was not affected, his soul merely shook violently for a moment from the impact.
It was like stumbling suddenly while walking; even though he was not injured, his soul had been shaken.
This move was both swift and harsh.
"How outrageous!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, his invisible Soul Power suddenly surged, and his own Emperor Blood also erupted fiercely, an overwhelming Emperor’s aura burst forth.
Feng Yunxi, just about to make a move, shuddered violently and was suddenly suppressed right there. Zhou Yan, casually slapping her, struck Feng Yunxi’s beautiful face hard.
"Slap—"
The slap sent Feng Yunxi flying backward, smashing harshly into a distant wall.
With a "boom," the wall shattered, and pieces of stone exploded, the sharp force caused Feng Yunxi’s Daoist robe to tear open, revealing a glimpse of spring underneath.
Feng Yunxi’s eyes immediately turned even colder, her face showing enraged embarrassment. Her figure shifted instantly, changing into a Ni Chang Feather Robe, and her gaze sharpening further as she stared at Zhou Yan, saying, "Low-life! Shameless! Do you think I will submit to you like this? Do you think just because you defeated me, you can humiliate me at will? Dream on!"
Feng Yunxi’s icy words only increased Zhou Yan’s annoyance.
She was too presumptuous!
Yet Zhou Yan didn’t say anything either, instead speaking condescendingly: "Idiotic thing, who do you think you are? That I would fancy you? You are far too full of yourself. I merely thought that this Heavenly Pivot Ancient Town, where you possess the Fu Xi Emperor’s Bloodline, would be a regrettable place to linger. I want to take you as my disciple and pass on the Form and Intention of the Supreme Dao to you, to find a suitable inheritance for my brother. After all, the Eight Diagrams and the Form and Intention of the Supreme Dao are quite compatible.
Little did I know you are so shallow and ignorant, judging righteous people by your petty standards, thinking that I wanted to engage in sordid affairs by taking disciples, which is utterly ridiculous!
Not to brag, but in the Outer Star Domain, people’s cultivation and development span tens of thousands of years, and you don’t even consider to what extent their genetic qualities have evolved! Do you think I would fancy a greenhorn like you? You’re so damn full of yourself!"
"I won’t waste words with you anymore. Just go, I’m sorry for the Fu Xi Zither, I’m done cultivating it! If you have the ability, you cultivate it yourself. As for what you said about not being able to enter the Ancient Immortal Land, I just want to say two words—Ha ha."
Zhou Yan scoffed, finishing with a sleeve swipe, releasing his Blood Qi to the extreme, all Twelve Sword Souls manifesting, his overwhelming Emperor Blood instantly suppressed Feng Yunxi’s Fu Xi Emperor Blood.
This Emperor Blood was not weak, but Feng Yunxi didn’t even have the ability to refine it, how could she resist?
Feng Yunxi then showed a look of horror, pressured by this terrifying bloodline so much she couldn’t even move, her whole body trembling, barely able to stand without kneeling from the oppressive aura.
But she bit down on her teeth hard, allowing large amounts of blood to spray from the corner of her mouth, yet she did not submit.
However, in an instant, she suddenly spat a mouthful of blood onto the Fu Xi Zither, and in the next moment, the zither suddenly burst into a snow-white glow. From within the light, a stooped old woman stepped out, her body emanating exceptionally fierce and terrifying Blood Qi, which made Zhou Yan feel a chill down his spine.
"Hmm? Xi’er, you’ve been injured? Good, good, you scoundrel dared to offend the Goddess of my Fu Xi Clan, absolutely unforgivable!"
The old woman said, crossing her arms suddenly and striking out with the power of the Eight Diagrams, furiously attacking Zhou Yan.
At the same time, Fang Wuxi, who had been extremely respectful before, also suddenly emitted a golden light, enveloping Zhou Yan in one go.
It was as if they were prepared!
Zhou Yan’s heart sank; the opposition had come prepared. Why?