"Do you know that my love for you will only deepen, without the slightest bit of diminishing!"
"If you are sober, then the pain you bear will be greater, and I will only hate myself more for being powerless! How could I bla you?"
"If I, Zhou Yan, did not even understand this, how could I be worthy of the deep affection you and Qingyan have for ?"
Zhou Yan said with utmost firmness.
Mu Qingyan was silent for a mont, then suddenly, blood-red tears rolled down from her eyes.
Then, she reached out her now exceptionally dark hand, took the chip from Zhou Wangchen’s hand, and gradually transford into a figure with a human head and snake body, once again disappearing.
This transformation happened so quickly that Zhou Yan could not even lock onto Mu Qingyan, nor have even the slightest intimacy with her anymore.
In fact, Zhou Yan really wanted to hold Mu Qingyan in his arms, to shower her with tender affection, because besides this, he didn’t know how else to comfort Mu Qingyan’s wounded spirit.
Unfortunately, Mu Qingyan suddenly left, without the slightest warning.
"Yan’er, don’t worry, everything will get better, at least now you know that Qingyan is not controlled by an Evil Spirit, and the important mber of the Ancient Life Clan, Feng Zishuang, has also been fully restored, hasn’t she?"
"Everything is starting to move in a positive direction."
Zhou Wangchen advised.
"Father, what about you? Since your chip is your King Dao, then you—"
"Since the King Dao has the rule of duplication, in this regard, it’s nothing more than a consumption of so energy, as long as the energy is sufficient, the process of duplicating the chip won’t be too difficult."
"So Yan’er, don’t worry too much."
Zhou Wangchen comforted Zhou Yan.
"Father, I don’t want to worry either, but father, do you worry about ? Do you not worry about Yanyan either? I, Zhou Yan, actually want to worry for you, to share a bit of your burden."
Zhou Yan sighed lightly, expressing so heartfelt words.
This was what he thought in his heart.
Because many tis, changes in things gave him a suffocating feeling of helplessness.
He did not want to continue living this way, but ever since the Soul Burying Starfield began, he had been living like this.
It’s said to follow one’s heart, but did it really follow the heart?
This seed like a kind of irony.
Zhou Yan’s words seed to strike a chord with Zhou Wangchen, who gazed deeply at Zhou Yan and said: "Yan’er, I can understand your thoughts, but your growing environnt is different, and because of your existence, it is more a product of an attempt, so there are many unstable factors. We cannot hold too much hope, we hope things get better, but as long as things don’t get worse, it is already the best result."
Zhou Wangchen’s words made Zhou Yan’s heart sink slightly.
He imdiately gave a bitter smile and said: "I knew it, many things indeed must be related to myself, but before, it was just a thought, and now, I’m almost certain of it.
But father, thank you for telling these things, because if you didn’t, I would have guessed and doubted these matters for a long ti, but now, I don’t need to."
"Yan’er, as long as you know that we are all working hard, that’s enough. As for how the future changes, if we can change it, then we will do our best to change it and prevent any disaster from happening. And if we cannot change it, we have done our utmost, and there are no regrets, then everything will be as it is."
Zhou Wangchen’s sigh appeared particularly sorrowful, as if all the sorrows of his years were not as intense as this mont.
Zhou Yan nodded, without speaking, but his gaze at the fluctuating void held an invisible thread of confusion.
The cultivation has nearly reached its end, seemingly having unraveled the two most critical shackles in the heart, it should beco easy, leveraging the potential of Jiang Tianling and Jiang Tianxin’s Original Holy Spirit for the final breakthrough, but Zhou Yan couldn’t sense any movent, nor did he have the heart for further advancent.
Suddenly, he was sowhat afraid, afraid of unfavorable changes in reality, experiencing so kind of collapse-like change.
"Let’s go back to the Elf Domain and take a look, now, perhaps everything will be sowhat different."
Zhou Wangchen said.
Then he reached out and patted Zhou Yan’s shoulder, his attitude appeared even more bleak and desolate.
Zhou Yan didn’t know what to say.
This kind of scene has actually been encountered many tis, but each ti, Zhou Yan felt a trembling of the spirit, a kind of involuntary sadness.
At the end of cultivation, there is often an indescribable loneliness and desolation, a feeling of heaviness and sorrow, which is an emotional impact and an unbearable pain in the "Seven Emotions and Six Desires" of life.
Zhou Yan opened his mouth, with many words, but only a simple sigh ca out.
Zhou Yan remained silent for a long ti, then said: "Father, if I beco a King, what then? How should I proceed, can you guide ?"
Zhou Wangchen was taken aback, and after a while, said calmly: "After becoming a King, there will be a different change in the world, at that ti, without needing my guidance, you will know how to proceed on your own path."
Zhou Wangchen’s words seed to gather so confidence in Zhou Yan in an instant.
"So, after becoming a King, am I no longer so passive?"
Zhou Yan inquired.
"Whether passive or active, it depends on how you approach it. If your heart believes you are always in command, then you are active. If the opposite, then it is likewise. However, after the King Realm, there will certainly be so differences."
"At that ti, if you want to change, perhaps..."
Zhou Wangchen seed to have thought of sothing, said part of what he wanted to say but didn’t finish, and instead fell silent again.
Then, he waved his hand and said, "Yan’er, there are still so things I need to deal with. We shall et again. Don’t worry about , and don’t worry about your mother; everything will get better."
Zhou Wangchen still spoke the sa words, as if comforting, yet also seemingly telling himself this feeble reason.
But perhaps this was the only reason he could continue to persist.
Life is often filled with too much helplessness.
And even beings of Eternal Life, Holy Spirits, are just the sa.
Because in the human world, there are emotions, the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, which are truly unavoidable.
What can be avoided is the person, the being, the Holy Spirit who is ruthless and loveless.
That is already no different from an Evil Spirit.
Zhou Yan watched as Zhou Wangchen left, his heart filled with Kong Ji, loss, and confusion.
One would think that having achieved a realm close to Supre King, reaching the pinnacle of cultivation, should be unrivaled and invincible, commanding awe across the world, and should be very confident and proud.
Yet Zhou Yan still felt like a humble ant, equally pathetic and lonely.
His heart was always watching the people around him bearing a series of hardships and misfortunes, while he himself was utterly powerless.
Unable to change anything, he didn’t even know how to start changing.
Strong?
Zhou Yan had always been strong, but it was as if he was locked in an endless cycle of reincarnation, always confining him ahead, preventing him from transcending, unable to detach himself.
At this mont, Zhou Yan suddenly understood the endless sorrow and heaviness of his father, and where the endless loneliness and sadness originated.
Could it be that choosing the path of emotion results in such pain?
Zhou Yan silently gazed at the vastness of the world, walking step by step through the endless singularities, heading toward the Elf Domain.
There, was his ho, the only, relatively peaceful ho Zhou Yan currently had.
...
A stream of pale golden energy flowed over her body, and after the lost arms gradually regenerated, Feng Zishuang began to recover mories at various levels.
Long after, tears filled with emotions such as touched and sadness overflowed in her eyes.
And long after that, all these tears disappeared.
Finally, Feng Zishuang gradually quieted down, and she looked at Zhou Sisi, who was still silently cultivating, always silently accompanying her, with extrely gentle eyes in an instant.
At that mont, she truly recovered.
She regained the greatest talent of the ancient clan’s people, the talent of life.
She also regained the greatest ability of the ancient clan’s people, the life ability.
Bits of golden energy gathered within her body, forming a golden leaf, which flew from her hand and quietly floated toward Zhou Sisi.
Zhou Sisi’s original realm was not particularly strong and was far from reaching the King Realm, but the mont the golden leaf entered her body, Zhou Sisi’s realm began to undergo earth-shaking changes.
Soon, Zhou Sisi’s realm had already beco comparable to a Half-step Monarch, nearly reaching the strength of Zhou Yan’s realm.
However, after reaching this threshold, Zhou Sisi’s realm did not continue to progress. Instead, it suddenly regressed several steps, stabilizing at the peak of the Nine Great Perfection of the Eternal Nine Rules.
Feng Zishuang, seeing this scene, was slightly disappointed and sowhat regretful.
But she ultimately said nothing, and instead, the guilt in the depths of her eyes beca more apparent.
"Sisi, mother is sorry for you."
Feng Zishuang whispered softly.
At this mont, Zhou Sisi obviously had a sensing, her delicate body suddenly trembled violently, and then inexplicably began to shake.
Seeing this, Feng Zishuang knew Zhou Sisi had already co out of her ditative state and was awake.
She couldn’t control herself and started to shed tears again.
And Zhou Sisi suddenly burst into tears, then threw herself into Feng Zishuang’s embrace, no longer controlling her emotions, crying out loud.
Feng Zishuang gently held Zhou Sisi, silently comforting her emotions, and at the sa ti couldn’t control herself, crying continuously.
...
Long after, both mother and daughter stopped crying, then looked at each other’s slightly swollen eyes and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"Mother, finally, you have finally regained your mory, finally recovered from your injuries."
Zhou Sisi said chokingly.
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