Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao Chapter 1549 - 73: Sovereign of Evil Spirits

With a gentle touch to Zhou Sisi’s face, Feng Zishuang spoke with kindness, "Mm, your mother has recovered; I have regained my strongest Combat Power and my greatest abilities. Now, even the Evil Spirit Master would not dare to make a move against us easily! From today onward, your mother will be your proper guardian!"

"Mm, Mother, you just assisted me, allowing my Realm to leap countless steps directly, reaching a state close to Half-step Monarch. It is a pity that my heart is unstable, burdened by too many attachments, so I have let you down. Mother, I am sorry. Your child has wasted so much of your painstaking effort."

Zhou Sisi confessed with guilt.

"Silly child, in this, your mother is instead very gratified, because this is the sign of having feelings. To possess feelings is ultimately better than to be without. As for your attachments, you do not need to worry too much. I know your heart is tied to Hou Chen, and although... in terms of Bloodline you are a bit close, it does not matter. The Emperor and Nuwa were blood siblings and could still be together, so naturally, you can as well."

"Once we reach our kind of Realm, the inheritance of the Bloodline no longer carries any flaws; it will only serve to make the descendants more perfect. Hou Chen, that child, has endured far too much pain in his past and in his future, so if certain things occur, you must not blame him."

"No matter what happens, you must remember, if you love deeply, then you must trust."

"What your eyes perceive is not necessarily the truth, nor is what your ears hear necessarily true. You must rely on your own instincts to comprehend, to sense that love."

"In his most desperate moments, he passionately longs for simple trust, for sincere love."

Feng Zishuang seemed to know something, her tone turning rather solemn as she spoke.

Zhou Sisi, however, did not contemplate that deeply, but still nodded heavily and declared, "Mother, Sisi is no longer a child, nor that willful little girl from the past. All of this, I have already experienced personally countless times. Therefore, no matter what Senior Brother Hou Chen does, it will not affect my love for him."

"Sisi, you have truly grown up. Because of Yanyan, we really did neglect you for most of the time. We... have wronged you as well."

Feng Zishuang sighed and stated.

"Mother, compared to Sister Yan Yan, how blessed am I, how could I not know? Now, Yanyan is even trapped within a cage, controlled by the Evil Spirit, without a self. She has always been so pitiful; she cannot even properly face and acknowledge her own feelings."

"She has always been so lonely and isolated, without even a single person by her side whom she can truly confide in."

"But when she was with me, time and again she put everything aside to care for me. Compared to her, it is Sisi who feels truly ashamed."

"Sisi has committed many wrongdoings. In the Soul Burying Starry Sky, I personally thwarted Father’s plan, destroyed Father’s incomparably important body, and even... if not for those past events, Father would not be in such hardship now, so constrained, nor would he be struggling with all his might every single moment like this."

As Zhou Sisi spoke, she couldn't help but begin to weep again.

This time, her crying was so heart-wrenching.

"Sisi, your father has never once blamed you, so you do not need to be like this. And if your father knew you were like this, he would only feel even more guilt, because he also never properly took care of you. So, if you can release all your inner turmoil, and join your heart with your father’s, your father will also be very gratified."

"Mother, I will."

Zhou Sisi wiped away her tears, yet still responded very obediently.

Although she was still crying like pear blossoms caught in the rain, this emotional outpouring could be considered a complete release, rather than being stifled deep within her heart, perpetually lurking there.

Through this, she could be considered to have undone the long-sealed knot in her heart.

Feng Zishuang let out a long, turbid breath; she was quite content with this situation. At the very least, the knot in Zhou Sisi’s heart had been dissolved, and regarding matters of Hou Chen, with this reminder now, if certain things she cannot bear to face occur in the future, perhaps it will not feel so sudden...

Contemplating this, Feng Zishuang felt a touch of helplessness.

Immediately thereafter, her gaze turned firm once more.

"Sisi, you mentioned your Sister Yan Yan being controlled by the Evil Spirit. As for this, your mother now possesses the ability to resolve it. So, I shall now take you... to bring them home, alright?"

"Ah... Mother, i-is this truly real?"

"Of course it is real. How could your mother lie to you? After fully recovering, I have completely regained the strength of the Ancient Life Clan."

The Ancient Life Clan... Sisi, you still do not know what kind of race this is, but Mother can inform you, this race is even more formidable than the ancient Sacred Spirit Race.

The ancient Holy Spirits—Azure Dragon, White Fox, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, and Qilin. These five great Holy Beasts and Holy Spirit Races are immensely powerful, yet concealed within them, the Ancient Life Clan stands as the truly supreme force.

Your mother, and Zhou Lingyi whom you are familiar with, as well as Zhou Ying, are in fact all members of the Ancient Life Clan. It is merely that our missions... differ, that is all. Alright, let us cease this discussion. I shall escort you to the Cold Ice Palace.

When Feng Zishuang uttered the word "mission," an uncharacteristic flicker crossed her expression, but because Zhou Sisi had just harmoniously reconciled with her mother, she failed to perceive this subtle shift.

Zhou Sisi expressed with a measure of apprehension, "Mother, the Ancient Life Clan is indeed formidable, but that Mu Qingyan, the Lord of Ice and Snow, is an Invincible entity capable of suppressing the Thunder Flame Monarch..."

"Sisi, do not fret. Upon your arrival, you shall comprehend."

As Feng Zishuang spoke, she extended her hand.

Zhou Sisi hesitated briefly, then placed her own hand into Feng Zishuang’s grasp.

With that, Feng Zishuang offered a faint smile, and her gaze then flowed; Countless golden leaves materialized in the Void, and within its expanse, Infinite Singularities intricately formed a tapestry of Runes.

These Runes coalesced to forge a lengthy Heavenly Ladder. Its destination remained a mystery.

However, as Feng Zishuang guided Zhou Sisi onto this Heavenly Ladder, it began to autonomously propel them forward.

Such a method bordered on the blasphemous, instilling profound awe. Even with Zhou Sisi's current Realm and Combat Power, she experienced an overwhelming sense of suffocation.

Within this sensation, Zhou Sisi's eyes were wide, as though she feared missing even the slightest alteration in the unfolding panorama.

Feng Zishuang merely smiled faintly at Zhou Sisi’s endearing demeanor, not giving it undue consideration.

After but a few moments, the Heavenly Ladder descended into a verdant sea of clouds. Then, with a gentle exhalation from Feng Zishuang, the Cloud Sea billowed and churned, revealing within its dominion a panorama of boundless, vast white snow.

Snowfall enveloped all, as if all existence were draped in pure silver, a realm of pristine white.

In this particular Heaven and Earth, an profound stillness prevailed, devoid of even the faintest manifestation of Holy Spirit Breath.

Yet, following Feng Zishuang's arrival, she guided Zhou Sisi to descend directly upon the Snow Peak Summit adjacent to the Cold Ice Palace.

This Snow Peak Summit was a location no Life or Holy Spirit dared to tread lightly.

Nevertheless, Feng Zishuang had set foot upon this hallowed ground.

Zhou Sisi remained profoundly curious, yet a current of worry was perceptible in her expression.

Feng Zishuang, however, felt no apprehension. After their descent, her gaze swept across their surroundings, and she finally uttered with a sigh, "Younger Sister, Elder Sister has returned. This time, emerge and grant me an audience."

"Emerge and see me. Elder Sister indeed wronged you in numerous ways previously, but now, we should both consider our husband. Our husband has already ascended, therefore, we ought not to leave too many lingering regrets."

Feng Zishuang spoke once more.

The vast expanse of Heaven and Earth remained as silent as before.

Just as Zhou Sisi surmised Mu Qingyan would not manifest, a mournful sigh resonated throughout the very fabric of existence.

"Sister Zi Shuang, since you have already regained your strength, my existence is rendered meaningless. After all, I am not you. Many of my actions have already transgressed certain fundamental boundaries. Should he discover this, it would only burden him, only inflict pain upon him."

"Qingyan, you are gravely mistaken. I have come here because you resurrected me, but... you are unaware that when you subdued me back then, I also enacted a stratagem against you, which is precisely why you are... incomplete. However, it was not due to those Illusory visions; all of those were fabrications. Can you still not discern the True Void? If you doubt my words, allow me to dismantle the shackles of the Evil Spirit upon you, and you shall understand."

"Of course, I am aware that the Evil Spirit afflicting you cannot truly be termed shackles, for in actuality, you possess the capacity to command the Evil Spirit. You are, in essence, one of the Evil Spirit Dominators; it is merely that you opted to sever emotional ties for the sake of severing them. But that is no longer requisite. We should place our faith in our man, our husband, and entrust this final endeavor to him, allowing him to achieve that ultimate step."

As Feng Zishuang articulated these words, she commenced unleashing the Boundless Origin Power of the Ancient Life Clan.

This Origin Power surged forth like a golden ocean, directly advancing towards an unknown destination.

In that precise instant, Mu Qingyan's form was compelled to materialize, subsequently transforming gradually from an illusory state to complete tangibility.

Simultaneously, the vast, unending darkness that enveloped her form was gradually dispersed by the radiant golden energy, transforming into a state of purity and sanctity.

The malevolent spirit within began to loosen its grip; even the deliberate restraints imposed by the Evil Spirit seemed to slowly disintegrate within the tower-shaped sigil.

Following the disappearance of the tower-shaped mark, the distinct patterns resembling Sword-shaped Thunder Flame Seals etched between Mu Qingyan’s eyebrows finally became visible.

Mu Qingyan was evidently taken aback by this turn of events. As she turned her gaze back to Feng Zishuang, a complex emotion flickered in her eyes.

"When you first arrived by our husband’s side, you harbored your own intentions, didn't you?" Mu Qingyan inquired, a hint of a rueful smile touching her lips.

"Yes. Much like yourself, I embarked on this path with a specific objective, a mission, acting as an infiltrator by our husband’s side. Thus, you devised schemes against me, and I, in turn, plotted against you..."

Feng Zishuang could only offer a self-deprecating smile in response.