Capítulo 1166: Chapter 67: Twisted Will?
Facing Zhou Yan’s inquiry, Feng Lingqing appeared sowhat silent, her gaze even a bit dazed, as if she had forgotten everything and returned to so mory.
However, this mont was very brief.
After this mont, Feng Lingqing returned to her senses. She looked at Zhou Yan with a faint gaze but did not answer his question. Instead, she sighed softly and said, “Husband, no matter what I see, in the end, it’s still sothing that hasn’t happened, right?
If it had already happened, you wouldn’t be beside now, let alone weather the storms with . So these things aren’t really important.”
Feng Lingqing’s tone was sowhat peculiar, a peculiarity that was contrary to her personality, yet sowhat similar to a part of her character after giving birth to her daughter Sisi.
If a person’s character suddenly changes drastically, it must be because sothing significant has happened.
Still, what this matter is, Feng Lingqing wasn’t willing to reveal even a clue, and even if Zhou Yan cared, there was nothing he could do.
Ultimately, he is not the controller of fate, or he would not appear in this world, nor perform acts against the heavens to change fate.
Now, seeing Feng Lingqing like this, Zhou Yan also understood that sothing significant must have happened, causing extre stimulation to Feng Lingqing.
This might not solely be because of the death of their unborn daughter, nor rely due to those blood-red eyes.
Certain things, without personally experiencing them, will never result in such sudden changes.
It’s said that when things are abnormal, sothing must be wrong. This is undoubtedly true.
Zhou Yan was slightly silent but said nothing. He simply looked at Feng Lingqing with a more gentle gaze, his face showing more concern.
Perhaps this is an expression of emotion, but it’s also a kind of inner willingness from Zhou Yan himself.
With sentint or without, he didn’t distinguish anymore, nor did he cling to it.
Feng Lingqing sighed lightly, her expression complex, yet there was a mont of confusion. It seed she had lost hope for everything, but this was by no ans despair. It’s hard to describe what kind of state this is.
But under this state, the cultivator is likely not long for this world.
“Husband, I don’t want to ask for any status, just having a child is enough. In this lifeti, I must give birth to a child for you, or else I won’t know that I once existed.”
“Also, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you what happened; it’s that I don’t know myself. I suddenly feel like I have no sense of existence, like a puppet of fate. Only you can make feel I exist.”
“I now fully believe you are my husband, because the feeling cos from the soul, and it shouldn’t deceive . Even if it does deceive , I am willing, because having such a person loving madly, what more could I ask for?
Life should be about seizing the mont. Happiness in each mont is hard-earned.”
Feng Lingqing seed to beco even more profound, as though every mont she underwent extrely unique changes, changes that even Zhou Yan couldn’t see through or understand.
Yet under the Heavenly Dao and fate, Zhou Yan knew well that such a path couldn’t be stopped, nor was there any way to stop it.
He couldn’t even change his own fate against the heavens; how difficult is such a process! Let alone the fate of others?
Zhou Yan doesn’t see things as deeply as the Sword Burial Ancestor Star did before; he only knows that so things truly cannot be changed.
So, looking at Feng Lingqing like this, Zhou Yan can only cherish the present, cherish every mont with Feng Lingqing.
“Then, let’s hold the wedding now, in this world, this world that belongs to the two of us, witnessed by Little Xue.”
Zhou Yan said.
Then, he displayed the Ten Thousand Soul Sword Dao, endless Sword Light scattering into the Void, with Sword Light resonating between Heaven and Earth, ten thousand swords flying together, making the scene instantly spectacular.
Subsequently, Zhou Yan’s physical body also entered this world, and the Sword Spirit simultaneously flew out, the Twelve Form Intent Sword Spirit dancing in this space, dragons soaring, tigers roaring, Immortal Cranes soaring.
As if ancient Divine Beasts ca to pay homage, how magnificent was that feeling.
That scene appeared imdiately after Zhou Yan said just one sentence, naturally and at will, yet shocking, with a scene grand and with a deep, ancient aura.
“Husband, thank you, I love you, for all eternity, steadfast until death.”
Feng Lingqing murmured, tears already flowing from her eyes.
But these tears, in the Sword Light and Tao Light, reflected a blood-red tint.
These were tears, but were they not also blood?
And these tears were not warm; they had no heat.
These tears were cold, as cold as ice, as cold as blood.
This was a simple wedding, but also a happy wedding.
The sky beca sowhat distorted, unknown blood mist perating the Sword Space, but the atmosphere was so warm here.
In even the harshest environnt, as long as there’s soone you care about by your side, then here is the happiest haven.
For Feng Lingqing, this Sword Space is her ho, her bridal chamber.
And for Zhou Yan, this is likewise his ho, a warm haven for his wandering heart.
The Xingyi Sword Spirit soared and danced, enveloped in the rhythm of immortal light, with the power of divine eternity circulating in this space.
Although Zhou Yan now appeared overwhelmingly powerful, in the vast space of the Sword Space, he still seed quite insignificant.
The Sword Space was rely the internal space of the Silver Snow Sword; then what does all this amount to on the Sword Burial Ancestor Star? And what about the planes beyond the Ancestor Star? Or the Great Domain above those planes?
Insignificance, after all, is insignificance.
…
“Husband, if anything unexpected happens, please be sure to treat yourself well. We all live only hoping you can thrive, and if you don’t, we won’t be happy either.”
Feng Lingqing seed to be leaving a will, instructing Zhou Yan on everything.
She transford from a reserved girl to a nagging woman in an instant.
But this kind of nagging, every word, even if repeated countless tis, was so heartwarming.
Zhou Yan’s lips moved, but in the end, he couldn’t say a word, because he knew that saying anything was useless.
Under fate, countless ants turn to dust and vanish.
The end of cultivation is endless; white bones pile up and turn to ashes.
Lovers finally becoming a couple is happiness, but unless one is immortal, life, death, sickness, and old age must be faced, and cultivators are no exception.
The cultivation of a cultivator, in pursuit of transcendence, is inherently a form of surpassing.
How many similar experiences had Zhou Yan undergone on the Sword Burial Ancestor Star in the past? He rembered every one of them clearly, but each struggle left him physically and ntally exhausted, ending not only without improvent but becoming worse.
The results were always brutal, so achieving immortality as quickly as possible was the only way to solve all this suffering, instead of making empty promises when the strength was insufficient, which only disappointed everyone every ti.
“Husband, our child will surely be a genius like you in the future. I don’t have much ability, but I plan to leave the Silver Snow Sword to him, to let Silver Snow take good care of him.”
“Though I wish he could live like an ordinary person, marry and have children, he is destined to be your son, husband, so he will certainly have an extraordinary life.”
“I think when he is born, due to my weak body, he may be a bit innately deficient, but this will soon change because he carries your bloodline, husband, and his early weakness will certainly be overturned.”
“When he turns three, he’ll surely be adorable. He should know he has a father and mother by then, right? If he asks about his mother, husband, tell him that she is at the end of the Immortal Heavenly Road, waiting for him to grow up and see her at the peak of Wanyu Snow Mountain.”
…
Feng Lingqing said many things, and every word was filled with tears.
By this ti, Zhou Yan deeply understood that Feng Lingqing must have seen the future.
Or perhaps seen part of what the future once was.
Is this the change in their life chart caused by being with him, the ‘future person’?
Is this because ‘Sisi’ is transforming from a daughter into a son?
Zhou Yan’s heart was full of complexity; the Tao had beco complex, his spirit had beco complex, even the path he walked seed twisted and no longer filled with light.
The right path seed not absolutely correct either.
Because correctness only arises in contrast to mistakes, if there were no mistakes in the world, then how could there be correctness?
Great Sound is Inaudible, so is the greatest mistake also the greatest correctness?
Zhou Yan’s heart was deeply shaken by Feng Lingqing’s change.
He felt as if his bloodline was on the brink of collapse, and this Sword Space was nearing destruction, seeming to undergo extrely unstable changes.
“Not good—soone is impacting my will! Sothing unusual must have happened on the Ancient Warship!”
Zhou Yan’s spirit quivered, causing his mind to tremble, and he imdiately withdrew from the impact of these emotions, suddenly awakening instead.
All distracting thoughts were utterly destroyed; his spirit stabilized again, the power of divinity beca more complex, and a more terrifying truth seed to have struck Zhou Yan’s heart.
Zhou Yan’s thoughts beca purer, his spirit more stable, and his mind clearer and smoother, uninfluenced by the emotional changes in Feng Lingqing.
…
The Primordial Ancient Ship floated in the void, the lonely and cold universe unknown for how many epochs.
At this mont, the Life Goddess suddenly appeared outside the ancient warship.
After countless ages, she finally found this place, but her face was filled with desolation, her eyes flowing with bloody tears, as if unable to endure certain unbearable changes any longer.
“Supre Forget Love?”
She murmured to herself, about to step out of the space’s limit.
But at this mont, a red-clothed figure suddenly blocked the front of the ancient warship, and then a red-clothed girl derived a huge black lotus, presenting it here to block her way.
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