90: Chapter 087 Soul Extraction to Refine Sword Spirit 90: Chapter 087 Soul Extraction to Refine Sword Spirit “Zhou Yan, how dare you insult me!

I will make sure you die a horrible death!”

Zhou Yuntian was raging mad, his bones shattered, yet he still managed to howl ferociously.

His voice was already hoarse because his body was nearly completely destroyed, which also made the sounds he produced extremely harsh and unpleasant.

He knelt down, his hands tightly grasping the Heavenly Evil Sword as if it contained terrifying energy that he could unleash in one fell swoop.

Zhou Yan looked at Zhou Yuntian, his hand stretching forward as whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, five Green Lotus Swords flew out, powered by his own soul energy.

In an instant, they formed a complex Five Elements Sword Formation, representing the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and with the supreme Sword Heart, it instantly suppressed the burst of Blood Qi that erupted from Zhou Yuntian.

“Heavenly Evil Sword, come back!”

Zhou Yan reached out his hand, and the Heavenly Evil Sword trembled abruptly.

Then, feeling the terrifying depth of Zhou Yan’s soul as he forcefully summoned it, the sword whimpered and flew back to him.

But just when everyone thought that the sword was going to land in Zhou Yan’s hands, Feng Ling Bamboo, a woman, suddenly made her move.

Her bare hand pressed against the Void, fixing the sword in place.

Then, she looked at Zhou Yan with an ice-cold expression, devoid of emotion.

“The Heavenly Evil Sword has already been lost once, and you are inept, unworthy of guarding this sword.

I will reclaim it for my lady!”

Her tone was harsh, displaying a dismissive attitude towards Zhou Yan.

“You might take the Heavenly Evil Sword today, but one day, I will take your very life in return!”

Zhou Yan’s gaze was icy, staring at Feng Ling Bamboo.

His tone was extremely arrogant and disdainful, his eyes equally cold.

“You think you are celestial just by defeating two Sword Heart Realm ants?

You, who knows nothing of manners, what right do your inferior kind have to touch my lady’s sword?!”

“Is that so?

How noble are you then?

You are nothing but a lowly maid!

It won’t take three years, no, not even three years, killing you will be as easy as killing a dog!”

“Arrogant, I was as close as sisters with your mother, and you show no respect for your elders; you deserve to be punished!

I’ll teach you a lesson on behalf of your mother!”

“Is that so?

Try it then!” Zhou Yan sneered repeatedly, stretching out his palm to reveal a strand of Purple Thunderfire.

This Thunderfire wasn’t enough to kill an enemy, nor was it easily manipulated for killing, as controlling this flame was extremely difficult and its speed was remarkably slow.

But its aura was terrifying!

As soon as the Purple Flame appeared, Feng Ling Bamboo, who was just about to make a move, suddenly looked extremely solemn.

“Humph!

A lowly maid is just a lowly maid!

In your eyes, I am lowly and you are noble, but in my eyes, you are nothing but a cheap woman!

What qualification do you have to speak on behalf of my mother to Li Yunjin?

I, Zhou Yan, might be incompetent and useless, but I am still Li Yunjin’s son, a tiger wouldn’t eat its cubs, after all, a mother’s love for her child is strong!

No matter how noble you are, you can’t change the fact that you’re just a maid, a mere lowly maid!

I’m telling you, don’t overestimate yourself!

Otherwise, I will show you what it means to be utterly disgraced, better off dead!”

Zhou Yan glared at Feng Ling Bamboo with a venomous gaze, his tone ice-cold, his face bearing a sinister smirk.

Zhou Yan’s hands continuously rubbed the ball of Thunderflame, making countless people tremble with fear!

“You—”

Feng Ling Bamboo was nearly choked with rage, glaring intensely at Zhou Yan, her eyes filled with hatred.

Zhou Yan was also furious, agitated by this presumptuous lowly person; it was infuriating!

“What ‘you’?

Even now, I might not match your ‘remarkable’ Sword Soul First Layer Heaven realm, but it’s just the First Layer Heaven.

It won’t take three years!

No, one year!

One year is all I need to make you grovel!”

“How insolent—”

“You’re the insolent one!

As a maid, how dare you defy your master?

Young Master Li, tell me, what should be done with such a maid?!”

Zhou Yan questioned with a cold sneer.

The handsome young man, Young Master Li, was taken aback when he heard this.

He glanced at the fire in Zhou Yan’s hand that terrified his soul, feeling alarmed, yet he forced a calm smile and said, “Zhou Yan Spirit, you handle it as you see fit, after all, it’s a family matter, hm, Young Master Li shouldn’t interfere.”

In this moment, he cleverly kicked the proverbial ball back after Zhou Yan intentionally passed it to him.

Clearly, helping Zhou Yan would disappoint the loyal Feng Ling Bamboo.

Helping Feng Ling Bamboo would offend the imperious Zhou Yan, so he wisely kicked the ball back.

“Old fox!”

Zhou Yan cursed inwardly, then looked challengingly at Feng Ling Bamboo.

“You—you are simply outrageous!

Coarse and disgraceful, utterly embarrassing!”

Feng Ling Bamboo’s eyes flickered with contempt, disgust, hatred, and rage.

Although she was superior to Feng Lingqing in every way, Zhou Yan was no less irritable when faced with this presumptuous woman.

He returned her look with one just as disdainful, and did not entertain any thoughts about not arguing with women or such things.

“Even so, I do it because I want to.

What does it matter to you if I embarrass myself or not?

You dog-eyed wretch!”

Zhou Yan cursed again, his character fiery and merged with the memories of a modern person, acting unrestrainedly, doing as he pleased, without care.

Even arguing with such a woman didn’t bother him at all.

And, with that scolding, he even felt exhilarated, having vented his spleen.

He finished speaking without even looking at Zhou Cangmu and the others, who were left dumbfounded and incredulous.

With a grasp, the Heavenly Evil Sword immediately fell into his hand.

“Zhou Yuntian, you really like the Heavenly Evil Sword, and I actually know that.”

Zhou Yan glanced around, and saw countless people watching.

His expression didn’t change much, although a pair of beautiful eyes filled with immense hatred were staring dead at him; he ignored them and spoke to Zhou Yuntian in an extremely gentle tone.

Hearing such words, nearly everyone stepped back.

Clearly, they felt that Zhou Yan was terrifyingly evil.

Disabling someone and still talking so gently…this was an extraordinary sort of perversion.

“You…

just kill me!” Zhou Yuntian gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

“Kill you?

That would be such a waste.

Your soul has great potential, almost enough to become a Sword Soul.

It would be too wasteful to just die like this!”

Zhou Yan spoke softly and gently, but even Feng Ling Bamboo, upon hearing this, felt a chill in her heart.

“Zhou Yan…

just stop, he’s already ruined…”

At this moment, Zhou Cangmu spoke up amid the gazes of countless disciples of the Zhou family.

“Young Master Zhou Yan…

let him off…”

Zhou Ting also pleaded at the moment, a look of desire in her eyes.

“Young Master Zhou Yan…

Master Yuntian is already in this state, please spare him once!”

Zhou Yuan also pleaded at the moment.

Zhou Ying and Zhou Yao, however, remained silent.

And Zhou Wangchen, his gaze remained calm, only indifferently watching the Heavenly Evil Sword without looking elsewhere.

“Hehehe, Family Head, Zhou Ting, Zhou Yuan, no need to say more, just watch.”

Zhou Yan chuckled and then glanced at his father, saying, “My father was soul-refined that day.

I believe no one pleaded for him.

Even if someone had, no one would have shown mercy.

But after all, a chance for revival was left.

Today, I too will leave such a chance.”

Zhou Yan spoke indifferently, then his gaze turned coldly towards Zhou Yuntian, who was terribly disheveled, immobilized by the Sword Array.

But his expression was ferocious.

“Heavenly Evil Sword, what a thing!

Can’t rely on it day and night, a sword as a reliance, and people always eyeing its master, might as well reforge it!”

Zhou Yan, having faced countless trials in artifact refining, this time using materials far inferior to Lotus Leaf, cast a Purple Flame, causing the Heavenly Evil Sword to painfully twist, instantly turning into a pool of liquid, bubbling hotly in the void.

Zhou Yan gathered Soul Energy, openly derived an Artifact Refining Furnace, engraved the Heavenly Beidou Extermination Sword Array within using Soul Energy, and added drops of Lotus Leaf debris, in less than ten minutes, before the stunned eyes of everyone, reforging the Heavenly Evil Sword into a sinister Blood Sword with blood grooves!

At the same time, when a crowd of Cultivators almost had their eyes popping out, Zhou Yan suddenly employed a special technique for grasping materials and abruptly pulled out Zhou Yuntian’s soul.

This move immediately drew exclamations from numerous Artifact Sword Cultivators, with people secretly crying out!

“Soul Extraction Hand!”

“Spirit-level Super Secret Skill, a lost technique of Artifact Sword Cultivators, the Soul Extraction Hand, has appeared!”

“This Zhou Yan Spirit, an Array Sword Cultivator, an Artifact Sword Cultivator, is also a tremendously powerful Magic Sword Cultivator!

This is too terrifying!”

“This person…

his methods reach the heavens, his talent shocks the ages, this first genius of the Cangyan Prefecture, no one else is worthy!”

“This person is too dreadful, if he continues to grow without falling, it’s unimaginable how formidable he will become!”

“This Zhou Yan, first three years ago, and now, rightfully the first once more, truly lives up to his reputation!”

…

Zhou Yan paid no attention to these people’s murmuring, but took the struggling soul of Zhou Yuntian, sealed it directly into the sword, then refined it using the Purple Flame.

Zhou Yan understood Sword Arrays, Alchemy, also Artifact Refining, such that even though his methods were cruel, he still made Cultivators feel that this method was satisfying and aligned with the Heavenly Dao Rules.

At that moment, people could faintly hear the pitiful and harsh screams of the invisible soul!

This made almost all the Cultivators present feel a shiver in their hearts, but no one dared speak up to plead, as if everything happening to Zhou Yuntian was deserved.

“Everything my father experienced, I will let you slowly experience it bit by bit!

Don’t rush; you won’t fall so quickly, because turning you into a Sword Soul is just the first step!”

Zhou Yan murmured to himself, this rather casual and indifferent speech, already spreading fear among many Cultivators!

Even some influential Cultivators, even from big clans in Carefree Main City, such as the Da Li Family, Yang Family, and Da Xia Family, all remembered his aura, thinking to themselves that they absolutely would not bother this person for no reason!

Because this individual, quite simply was a ruthless Evil Sword Cultivator, a Demon!

With a raise of his hand, he suppressed Zhou Yuntian, extracted his soul, refined him into a Sword Spirit, and sealed him into the sword, making the scene once again become almost silent.

Subsequently, suddenly as if exploding from the realization, as someone was shocked to reflect back—this was an on-the-spot crafting of a Spirit Sword!

Moreover, it seemed to be of a very high grade!