Chapter 559 A Knife (The End)



After Zhou Cong is seriously injured, his combat power will be greatly reduced, and in this Dharma-ending Age where spiritual energy is extremely scarce, it will be impossible for Zhou Cong to recover. It will be almost impossible for him to kill Yang Qiuyu again in the future.

Zhou Cong was determined to kill Yang Qiuyu, but little did he know that Yang Qiuyu was also trying to save her own life. Even if she couldn't kill Zhou Cong, she wanted to make sure that Zhou Cong couldn't kill her.

Zhou Cong had no idea about Yang Qiuyu's arrangements, but seeing Chu Nian there, he knew that his plan to eliminate Yang Qiuyu was probably doomed. His spatial artifact had been taken by Chu Nian without anyone noticing, demonstrating just how powerful that broken sword had become.

He didn't want to confront Chu Nian head-on, so when he saw that she was also there, he gave up the idea of ​​attacking Yang Qiuyu.

"We'll have plenty of time in the future, and I'll get my money back from you sooner or later!" Zhou Cong said, and then he rode the wind away.

Yang Qiuyu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him leave: although her method could save lives, it was not 100% successful. After all, her cultivation level was far inferior to Zhou Cong's, by an entire major realm. That was not just a difference of losing by one or two moves.

As the saying goes, "Pick the softest persimmon to squeeze!" Although Yang Qiuyu escaped this time, Zhou Cong would never let her go.

Yang Qiuyu hated Zhou Cong's ruthlessness. She had never even met Zhou Yi, but Zhou Cong was convinced that she had betrayed him and was determined to kill her.

Yang Qiuyu was already very clear that Zhou Cong was determined to kill her, so after escaping this time, she fled directly to the deep valley where Xuanyuan Sect was located.

She tried using the handkerchief Chu Nian had given her as protection—after all, it was a level six magic item, a Mahayana stage artifact. And she actually succeeded in passing through the fog array.

What she didn't expect was that as soon as she left the formation and was about to step into the long-lost Xuanyuan Gate, the mist behind her suddenly became unusually heavy.

Yang Qiuyu took two steps back in shock, and once again extended her spiritual sense to carefully perceive the mist array, confirming that it had suddenly become several times stronger. Even with this handkerchief magic item as protection, she probably wouldn't be able to enter the mist array again.

Entering it means death!

Yang Qiuyu was puzzled as to why the formation had suddenly become several times stronger, but now that the matter was settled, she had no way to retreat and could only turn around and enter the Xuanyuan Gate.

Chu Nian had already ransacked the place, leaving her with nothing of value.

She searched every place—the herb garden, the library, the treasure pavilion, the elixir sect—but found nothing. She even went to the mountain spring where a small spring of spiritual energy was hidden, but the spring was gone.

Master once said that although the spiritual energy was depleted, in order to ensure the survival of the Xuanyuan Sect, this spiritual spring was blessed by the combined efforts of the sect's elders and could be preserved for at least ten thousand years. However, it has only been a thousand years since the sect entered the valley and hid it away, so how could the spiritual spring be gone?

During this period, the only person who entered this place was... Dao Nian!

As Yang Qiuyu thought about this, her eyes suddenly widened: all the doubts she had just had were suddenly answered in her heart.

No wonder Dao Nian gave him a sixth-grade protective magic treasure—she had calculated that one day he would come here and use this treasure to pass through the mist array. However, Dao Nian had tampered with the mist array when she entered before, so that when he entered, the array suddenly became stronger, and he would be trapped here forever.

Dao Nian swept away everything related to spiritual energy here. Now that the spiritual spring is gone, the spiritual energy here will become increasingly thin; the sect's collection of pills and herbs is also gone. If he wants to break through, ha, that's simply a pipe dream.

If her strength doesn't grow, she'll never be able to break through the outer fog array, and she'll never be able to get out. She'll be trapped here until the end of her life.

It must be said that Yang Qiuyu's idea was absolutely correct.

Chu Nian had previously heard her mention a mist formation outside Xuanyuan Gate that only experts at the Mahayana stage could enter, and a plan came to her mind.

Chu Nian successfully sowed discord between Yang Qiuyu and Zhou Cong. His primary goal was to use Yang Qiuyu to find out the location of the Xuanyuan Sect, search for the Xuanyuan Sect's files, and in order to find information about the egg.

Now that the goal has been achieved, Chu Nianshen thinks that Yang Qiuyu, although she wasn't mentioned in the original owner's wish, is a real menace. If she were left among mortals, she would probably cause the deaths of countless mortals.

If it weren't for his intervention, Chu Lan and the other two mortals would probably have been killed by Yang Qiuyu long ago. Therefore, Chu Nian felt it was safer to lock Yang Qiuyu up, which is why he devised this plan.

In fact, the fog formation was not without a way to break it. Chu Nian had set it up, and it all depended on whether Yang Qiuyu could repent for her past actions and beliefs.

Zhou Cong did try several times to provoke Yang Qiuyu again, but after that day in the western suburbs, he lost all trace of Yang Qiuyu. Moreover, he found that his mental state was not right; he had a feeling that he had become possessed, and images of Zhou Yi kept appearing in his mind.

Originally, the memories of Zhou Cong that he had obtained did not leave a deep impression of Zhou Yi. But now, these images of Zhou Yi seem to be getting clearer day by day, but he cannot be sure whether these images are real or just hallucinations he has created.

He suffered greatly because of this, and could not concentrate on his spiritual practice.

Chu Nian could clearly feel that his soul was much weaker than when she had just transmigrated, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

Even so, Zhou Cong's soul was that of a mortal, and had been devoured before. Even with the help of the Immortal Gu, Chu Nian felt that his growth rate was still quite slow.

It wasn't until two years later that Zhou Cong's soul truly matured. By then, the fake Zhou Cong's soul had weakened to the point of being like that of a mortal due to the constant devouring of soul energy by the Immortal Gu.

That day, Chu Lan was greeting customers in her shop. She and Zhang Yao had been back in Y City for some time, and this shop was a new one she had just taken over and had only recently opened. She had just seen two customers who had bought a lot of things to the door when she saw a familiar car pull up in front of the shop.

This startled her. She remembered that when Zhou Cong and Yang Qiuyu came to her shop to buy things, they drove this very car, and even the license plate number was exactly the same.

Sure enough, Zhou Cong got out of the car after it stopped. Seeing Chu Lan, Zhou Cong smiled and called out to her, saying, "I heard from Dao Nian that you opened a new shop here, so I came to check it out."

Zhou Cong's smile looked pure, just like the boy who used to buy her milk tea in high school. Chu Lan looked at him somewhat absentmindedly, but then she remembered Dao Nian calling her two months ago to tell her that the situation had stabilized and they could return to Y City. She figured Zhou Cong had recovered.

Yang Qiuyu once said that Dao Nian wanted to revive the original Zhou Cong.

So, the person in front of me is indeed that boy from back then!

Thinking of this, Chu Lan quickly invited Zhou Cong into the store.

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