72: Chapter 071 What’s the Intention?

72: Chapter 071 What’s the Intention?

“Ah, I came out of seclusion and had regained a trace of my memory, but seeing his child triggered many things.

Then, I demanded a pot of wine and broke the seal I had set upon myself.”

“Without the suffering of the past ten years, I mastered the Soul-controlling Sword Body’s Sword Heart, yet I never expected that now, with my full memory awakened, I still can’t let go.”

“Zhou Yan, are you really Zhou Yan?

You resemble your father so much.

Would you keep me company…

and have another drink?”

“You…

Are you Zhou Yuntian’s sister, Zhou Yanyun?

Once the genius extraordinary woman from the Great Zhou Family…”

Zhou Yan already understood but still asked with some shock.

“Yes, but now I have joined the Da Li Family and changed my name to Lee Yan Yun.

How does that sound, is it nice?”

This woman in white, looking at Zhou Yan with affectionate eyes, gave Zhou Yan a chill.

Was she mistaking him for his father, Zhou Wangchen, or was there a mocking intention?

Zhou Yan felt a strange sensation in his heart—what kind of man was his father, exactly?

The more he interacted, the more he felt that everything around him held traces of his father.

Even this woman, previously courted by countless people, had connections with his father.

…

Zhou Yan pondered slightly, then a Grandmaster’s pride suddenly appeared.

He sought to act with a clear conscience, free from restraints; why should he live under the influence of his father?

So, after a brief apprehension and sensing with his Soul Power that this was a very pitiable woman, Zhou Yan no longer considered her identity or how to treat her.

He would treat her as he saw fit!

His nature was such, and now, in his eyes, Zhou Yanyun or Lee Yan Yun, had nothing to do with Zhou Yuntian, just a pitiable woman!

So, a pitiable woman must be conquered by a powerful man.

“Very nice, indeed extremely pleasant!

Moreover, Miss Yanyun, with beauty like a lotus flower emerging from water, so bashful she could hide the moon, so stunning she could sink fishes, and a temperament first-rate, as if an immortal has descended to earth, such an extraordinary woman could only be a masterpiece from heaven.”

Zhou Yan laughed heartily, speaking these words casually.

Zhou Yi startled, and Yang Qingtan, at this moment, looked at Zhou Yan with a hint of admiration unhidden in their eyes.

“Beauty like a lotus flower emerging from water, so bashful she could hide the moon, so stunning she could sink fishes…

These beautiful phrases also possess boundless connotations.

Did you particularly choose these to describe me?”

She seemed a bit dazed, and in that moment, somewhat lost in thought.

Then, she took another sip of wine, revealing a neck flush red from the alcohol.

Her every action seemed to carry a unique charm.

Zhou Yan sensed that at that moment, countless cultivators secretly swallowed several times, their gazes fiery as they stealthily watched her.

This woman in white sighed faintly but revealed an exceedingly tender smile, softly saying, “Little brother Zhou Yan, your words are really pleasant to hear, but do you truly understand the meaning of these phrases?

Do you also understand, love?”

Speaking in such a tone, she seemed to lean in closer to Zhou Yan, her voice tender, carrying a distinctive air.

Zhou Yan inhaled a faint fragrance coming from this woman as she drew near, a pleasant scent.

He didn’t pretend otherwise but savored the natural essence deeply, enjoying the aroma as if it were the essence of the Dao.

“Love, naturally I understand it, otherwise, I wouldn’t have spoken as such.

But what is love?

In my view, aside from guardianship and responsibility, perhaps, it equates to nothing more than life and reproduction.”

Zhou Yan spoke straightforwardly, his tone quite candid.

His remark almost made the surrounding cultivators spit blood.

In front of a fairy like this, each one boasted of their exceptional traits, or behaved exceedingly refined and dignified.

But Zhou Yan, an elegant yet profound man with a dignified air, his words were…

incredibly direct.

“Giggle—you really are…

straightforward.

But, that makes you more captivating to me than him.”

This woman suddenly laughed, a laugh that almost…

made all the surrounding cultivators’ eyes pop out of their heads.

Even Yang Qingtan looked at her with some astonishment before his gaze shifted away indifferently.

Perhaps what surprised him was not that this woman had such allure, but her ability to shift from behaving like a refined lady to a seductress so quickly.

“Is this…

the secret technique of the Soul-controlling Sword Intent?

Changes in demeanor like drifting clouds, each authentic yet not wholly genuine.”

He murmured in his heart, but he kept drinking the wine, listening to Zhou Yan communicating with this woman.

“I think my father is also recovering fast.

If you love him, continue to fight for him.

If I had an elder like you, it wouldn’t be too bad.

However, if you fall for me, I would be even happier, as I can make you happy at any time.

I can guarantee that.”

Zhou Yan, looking at this woman, also couldn’t help but have some strange thoughts in his heart.

From the beginning of the conversation to now, there had always been a silent attraction drawing him to her.

Therefore, Zhou Yan wasn’t going to be afraid of anything.

Zhou Yan’s direct words suddenly made the woman in white pause, with a somewhat vacant look in her eyes, as if…

she was hesitating and confused.

Her beautiful eyes fluctuated uncertainly, seemingly also surprised, not expecting Zhou Yan to speak so straightforwardly.

“Oh, let me think about it.

Over a decade has passed, and I find I can no longer keep up with the pace of this era.

But, Zhou Yan, you must remember what you said.”

She sighed softly but then revealed a pure and cute demeanor, her exquisite features, under the influence of the Fiery Flame Sword Heart Wine, further adding to her endless elegance and charm.

Her eyelashes were long, her eyes profound, as if carrying the lore of poetry.

That poetic charm, like autumn waters, touched the hearts of everyone present.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she disappeared as if she had never existed.

This woman, suddenly left.

Zhou Yan felt that Yang Qingtan had suddenly relaxed.

He also sensed that Zhou Yi, already drenched in sweat, the scent seeping out from her Spirit Armor.

“Young master, in the future, never contact her again.

She won’t fancy you,” Zhou Yi quietly transmitted her voice to Zhou Yan instead of saying it out loud.

“This woman, she is very strong, even more talented than Zhou Yuntian.

Zhou Yan, you need to be careful.”

Yang Qingtan’s expression also turned grave.

“Understood,” Zhou Yan nodded upon hearing this.

He was well aware of the whole situation.

Moreover, he wasn’t narcissistic enough to think that just because this woman liked his father, she would like him too.

It was only their first meeting, and although he resembled his father, there were many differences, as his looks comprised not just his father’s but also his mother’s.

Seeing him, this woman must have been reminded of his father, which surely brought his mother to mind.

Could there still be any fondness for a woman who stole her man?

With such thoughts, what was this woman’s intention in acting this way?

He was unattached and had no desires towards this woman, which gave him the freedom to act so unrestrainedly.

“This time, a woman from the Da Li Family has emerged and even awakened from the ‘Soul-forgotten Sword Formation’ seal; it seems like a turning of the era is upon us,” Yang Qingtan sighed lightly, pondered for a long time, and then said seriously to Zhou Yan, “Zhou Yan, you should also be prepared.

However, I advise you to leave your parents’ issues alone.

You said your father is about to recover, so let him handle his own matters.”

Yang Qingtan finished the last bit of wine in his jug, offered this advice, then stood up, and bowed slightly.

“Understood,” Zhou Yan also clasped his hands as a goodbye.

“Well then, see you at Ancient Tomb Mountain.”

Yang Qingtan made an appointment, and Zhou Yan knew he intended to expose him to the so-called ‘Demon Beast’, so naturally, he didn’t refuse.

To Zhou Yan, like Gu Yan, he genuinely trusted this man!

…

Yang Qingtan left, not even sparing a glance at the Treasure Pavilion’s VIP area that was about to heavily feature an assortment of new high-level resources.

Zhou Yan continued to drink, with Zhou Yi still silently guarding him.

At this moment, no one dared to join Zhou Yan, keeping their distance clearly as these Cultivators could not afford to offend the Great Zhou Family, and a sense of fear towards Zhou Yan emerged.

Those who had died earlier were soon managed and cleaned up by a purple-clad female disciple of the Treasure Pavilion, and peace was swiftly restored to the area.

As for the five Cultivators following Feng Xiaocheng, they stayed fearfully on the spot, too terrified to move, dreading that Zhou Yan might suddenly strike.

After drinking for a while, the Sword Array in the VIP area of the Treasure Pavilion was maintained, and Zhou Yan and Zhou Yi were then led by a dedicated Disciple into this place for their various needs.