Zhou Yan couldn’t help but think of this, and his heart shivered uncontrollably, as if a vague premonition of sothing bad was about to manifest.
But this feeling was interrupted in an instant.
Zhou Yan did not continue to think deeply; these matters can be faced in the future.
For now, just walking the path ahead is enough.
Zhou Yan pondered slightly, his gaze calmly looking at Hou Chen, but this glance made little Hou Chen shudder all over.
In that mont, little Hou Chen felt as if his inner thoughts had been completely seen through, and beca sowhat embarrassed to look at Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan casually exhaled a breath of Divine Power, and within it, the Thunderhawk Sword Soul flew out directly.
As soon as the Thunderhawk appeared, its solitary kingly deanor instantly mirrored that of Lonely Sword Peak, and at that mont, Hou Chen’s eyes also beca incredibly bright, filled with Immortal Aura like gems.
The Thunderhawk was extrely large, but it gradually shrank, twisted, and manifested into the unique image of a woman in a white dress.
The woman’s appearance was ninety percent similar to Feng Lingqing, and she was entirely whole, with no broken arms, no blind eyes; her lone quality was especially prominent.
Moreover, the flow of Divine Power made this woman akin to the essence of her character, coldly determined and indifferent, yet lancholic and desolate.
Complex deanor, complex personality, complex divinity, and that complex Immortal Bone significance were fully revealed.
At that mont, Hou Yan was completely stunned, trembling and unable to speak.
And little Hou Chen, at that mont, his eyes uncontrollably shed glistening tears.
At that mont, little Hou Chen was just a child, like a baby longing for care, revealing the vulnerable side deep within his spirit without reservation.
Hou Yan sighed and felt emotional, his eyes also filling, while Zhou Yan remained calm and composed.
"Child, don’t worry, don’t be obsessed, only if you beco stronger will you qualify to know the secret about your mother. That is not sothing you can comprehend now."
The voice of the Extraordinary Woman transford by the Thunderhawk carried a gentle tone, softly speaking, the beautiful voice tearfully poignant and deeply touching.
Hou Chen could no longer hold back and cried loudly, then he ran towards that beautiful Extraordinary Woman in white.
But the Extraordinary Woman suddenly dissipated.
The Thunderhawk Sword Soul reverted back to its original form, like a ray of light, descending into Zhou Yan’s Divine Soul.
"Mother——"
Hou Chen cried out, yet did not touch that Extraordinary Woman even a bit.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou Yan..."
Hou Yan hesitated, seemingly unable to bear Hou Chen’s plight, wishing that Extraordinary Woman could stay a mont longer.
"Such a thod is nothing but drinking poison to quench thirst or drawing cakes to stave off hunger, what significance does it have? If you cannot grow stronger, anything you need will not belong to you."
Zhou Yan said calmly.
Hou Yan instantly fell silent, unable to utter another word.
And Hou Chen, after being stunned for a while, obediently ca beside Zhou Yan, remaining silent as he knelt down, respectfully bowing three tis.
"Master is above, please accept your disciple Hou Chen’s three bows. A day as master, lifelong as father."
Hou Chen’s words were solemn, not at all like those of a child.
But he was still a child, only awoken to the Immortal Bone Divine Inheritance, his bloodline awakening exceptionally early.
"Stand up, from now on follow Master, Master will guide you on the correct path, not taking a wrong step."
Zhou Yan said.
"Master, disciple has a question."
"Ask."
"Master, was the Extraordinary Woman earlier real or an illusion?"
"Does that matter?"
"Master, it truly matters to Chen Chen."
"Illusion, but also real."
"Master, disciple does not understand."
"Initially, it was an illusion, but Master’s morphing technique is of Supre, even Immortal Level, and governs Fate, Heavenly chanism, and Luck Power, thus the transford Extraordinary Woman was nearly real, and in the instant of transformation was false, but once transformation completed, it followed its nature, acting independently, not within Master’s control.
It’s like if I, Master, created a world and didn’t control the life within, allowing them to develop freely; would the people in this world be true beings or false ones?"
Zhou Yan questioned Hou Chen.
Hou Chen was stunned for a mont, his eyes again turned red.
However, this ti, he did not cry.
For crying, doing it once is already enough.
"Master, then why did Mother not let embrace her in the end?"
"Divine will detached, she simply did not wish to be close to you, or perhaps, she has certain indescribable reasons, once you approach, you might discover so very sorrowful truths."
"Master..."
"Enough, explore the specifics once you grow stronger. Rember, the most important thing in this world is your own power; everything else is not as significant as you imagine. Eventually, you will step into Reincarnation."
Zhou Yan pondered for a while, offering words that Lee Ran once taught innurable tis.
Now, uttering these words again, what a complex feeling, what a sigh it brings.
"Yes, Master, Chenchen will never disappoint you, and will definitely uncover the truth about mother."
Hou Chen’s words were powerful and resolute.
At that mont, his deanor was so similar to Zhou Yan’s in the past.
Zhou Yan seed to see his past self, so innocent, yet so unyielding.
At that mont, Zhou Yan’s heart was touched once more.
But, there was only a faint, desolate sigh.
Who knows how much lant and helplessness, how much of the vicissitudes and lancholy, were contained in that sigh.
"Master, I request a training regin a thousand tis more challenging, to force out all my potential."
"I am aware, within lies endless Immortal chanism, a terrifying potential, if not refined early, as I age, it will gradually disappear."
Hou Chen gritted his teeth and spoke with extre decisiveness.
These are not words a normal child would say.
But Hou Chen was never an ordinary child; his bloodline inheritance alone granted him wisdom beyond ordinary Sword Ancestors, not to ntion the Immortal Aura of his Immortal Bone.
Zhou Yan nodded slightly and said, "Rest assured, I’m well aware of these things, you need not worry."
"Yes, thank you, Master."
Hou Chen was courteous and knew how to advance and retreat, understanding right and wrong, and he genuinely respected Zhou Yan.
This was evident and obvious after the incident with the Extraordinary Woman.
Zhou Yan was also very satisfied with Hou Chen’s attitude—in truth, no matter how Hou Chen perford, he wouldn’t be disappointed, but now, he was even more satisfied.
The sa persons, different experiences, lead to different lives.
This, both Zhou Yan and Hou Chen demonstrated with genuine growth.
Now, Hou Chen respects his master and values the Dao, and in the future, he will undoubtedly be an outstanding figure, achieving accomplishnts surpassing everything once achieved on the Sword Burial Ancestor Star.
...
Zhou Yan accepted Hou Chen as his disciple; after everything was settled, he then looked towards Hou Yan, who had gradually cald down.
In fact, even if Hou Yan wasn’t calm, he had to be, because Hou Chen’s performance even surpassed his, which made him feel sowhat ashad. He thought the child was mischievous, but upon reflection, Hou Yan also felt embarrassed.
However, he is, after all, a Sect Master, experienced and knowledgeable, so he didn’t dwell too much on it.
When Zhou Yan focused on him, he had an epiphany and directly asked: "Fellow Daoist Zhou Yan, is there anything else that needs to be addressed?"
"Hmm, the Emperor Qi Sword Body’s importance lies in the Sword Soul; your Ancestor Land has Emperor Blood, after granting him the inheritance, I’ll help him form the Sword Soul, and then he can beco a cultivator at the Sword Soul Realm."
Zhou Yan said.
Hou Yan was stunned for a mont, then his heart slightly skipped a beat, he thought to himself, the other party indeed knows about the Emperor Blood, could it be that his original intention was for this...
However, such thoughts were soon dismissed, after all, soone like Zhou Yan, if he truly wanted to take it, even the Emperor Sword Wuji lineage couldn’t guard against him.
Besides, with Zhou Yan’s strength, even if he truly took the Emperor Blood, so what? After all, he has already accepted Hou Chen as his disciple, even if this lineage showed so sincerity, it wouldn’t be significant.
At this point, Hou Yan also understood clearly, once this matter spreads, if a commoner holds jade, they are inviting trouble; in the future, the Emperor Sword Wuji lineage might not have peace, as they may not be able to guard against it.
With such thoughts, in just between breaths, Hou Yan imdiately said, "Yes, there indeed is Emperor Blood, I will open the Forbidden Gate and retrieve the Emperor Blood."
Hou Yan’s montary daze, followed by his imdiate open-mindedness in opening the Forbidden Land, made Zhou Yan look at Hou Yan with admiration.
Such being the case, to promise Zhou Yan Emperor Blood in the first place, this person is indeed sincere and honest.
Precisely for this reason, Zhou Yan held Hou Yan in higher regard, the strength or weakness of a cultivator can also be expressed in terms of their boldness.
With enough boldness, a rise is only a matter of ti.
However, Zhou Yan knew nothing of future matters related to Hou Yan.
Zhou Yan nodded, and Hou Yan imdiately said no more, directly using Soul Power and Qi Blood Power to open the virtual restriction, unlocking a unique space—the space was initially located in the void near the Sword Peak Immortal Pond, without overly complex ans, Hou Yan had full authority to open it personally.
The void opened, revealing a small space within, filled with endless blood, which, once retrieved, solidified into a crystal resembling a ruby, crystal-clear, and dazzling.
This crystal stone was filled with mysterious Divine Power and rich Immortal Aura, possessing a formidable Immortal Inheritance.
Zhou Yan, from this blood, sensed the aura of Emperor Lei Yan.
At that mont, Zhou Yan understood.
Perhaps, the similarity between Hou Chen and himself was that—the bloodline of Emperor Lei Yan, his own bloodline, and even Hou Chen’s bloodline, all were essentially the sa.
Even if not the sa, they were ninety percent similar.
Could Hou Chen be another existence of Emperor Lei Yan’s true form?
In the future, will Hou Chen, upon awakening, be Emperor Lei Yan’s True Self? A warning set against him, Zhou Yan?
Upon seeing the Emperor Blood, Zhou Yan had such an illusion.
This was rely an illusion, a fantasy, suddenly arising as an absurd thought.
But is this thought really absurd?
The future, after all, is unpredictable.
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