read My Disciples Are All Villains - Chapter 1468
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“The word ‘bewitch’ sounds very unpleasant. Have you not heard that a master is like a father? You should reflect on yourself,” Lu Zhou said. Then, he placed his hands on his back and walked forward, no longer paying attention to Duanmu Dian. Duanmu Dian sighed.
At this time, Duanmu Sheng walked to Duanmu Dian’s side and asked in a low voice, “Then, how should I address you? Old… Old Ancestor?”
After the barbaric man on the Tulu spoke to the white-clad cultivators, they walked forward before taking off their white bamboo hats one after another. Then, one of them asked, “May I know your name, senior?”
Lu Zhou was inwardly surprised by their politeness. After all, despite their appearances, they were possibly old monsters who had lived longer than him.
“My surname is Lu,” Lu Zhou replied.
The white-clad cultivator in the lead frowned slightly as he looked at the barbaric man on the Tulu’s back and said, “It doesn’t match.”
“But I recited the poem, and he knows it…”
The white-clad cultivator turned back to Lu Zhou and asked, “Senior, do you know the origin of the poem?”
“Of course.”
“Who wrote it?”
“Zhang Jiuling,” Lu Zhou replied. This poem was indeed written by Zhang Jiuling; both the author and poem were from his past life on earth.
The white-clad cultivator shook his head as his frown deepened. He muttered to himself, “It still isn’t right…”
Lu Zhou: “???”
‘Zhang Jiuling is the real f*cking author!’
At this time, Yu Zhenghai said in a clear voice, “My master’s real surname is Ji. He uses the surname Lu when traveling the cultivation world and the Unknown Land.”
“Oh?” The white-clad cultivator’s frown eased slightly, and his eyes lit up.
Yu Zhenghai continued to say, “The poem was written by my master.”
Lu Zhou: “…”
‘Sorry, Zhang Jiuling! I’ll have to be shameless and take credit for this!’
Initially, Lu Zhou thought he had met someone like Ji Tiandao who knew about this poem. As it turned out, he was overthinking things. The white-clad cultivator in the lead turned to Lu Zhou and said, “Greetings, senior.”
The other nine white-clad cultivators followed suit and bowed.
“Do you know me? Or have you heard of me?” Lu Zhou asked curiously.
“Senior is the fated person we were waiting for. Please enter,” the white-clad cultivator said as he gestured for the other white-clad cultivators to make way, revealing the path to Zuo’e’s Pillar of Destruction.
The process of entering the pillar was so unbelievably smooth that no one dared to move for a moment.
Lu Zhou frowned as he asked, “How do you know this poem?”
“Senior, please don’t ask. We’re only following orders, and we don’t know anything else.”
“You don’t know?”
“We only obey our master’s orders,” the white-clad cultivator said.
“Who is your master?” Lu Zhou asked.
The ten white-clad cultivators looked at each other. Clearly, they did not expect there was someone who did not know who they were or who their master was.
The white-clad cultivator in the lead finally politely replied, “The White Emperor.”
“I’ve never heard of any White Emperor…” Lu Zhou wondered if there was some melodramatic story of how Ji Tiandao befriended a mighty figure before he dominated the golden lotus domain.
“…”
The ten white-clad cultivators’ expressions were rather unnatural.
“Senior, please enter Zuo’e’s Pillar of Destruction.”
Lu Zhou saw their mechanical attitude of following orders and only shook his head before he sighed and walked forward with his hands on his back.
Yu Shangrong and Little Yuan’er followed Lu Zhou into Zuo’e’s Pillar of Destruction while the others waited outside.
After the trio entered the Pillar of Destruction, the white-clad cultivators closed ranks and stood in a row again, blocking the entrance and facing the others. They looked like dogs guarding the entrance.
At this time, Duanmu Dian asked curiously, “I thought His Majesty is in the Endless Ocean. Why are all of you in the Unknown Land?”
The white-clad cultivators remained silent.
Duanmu Dian asked again, “The Great Void attaches great importance to the safety of the Pillars of Destruction. Aren’t you afraid of offending the Great Void?”
The white-clad cultivators still did not respond to Duanmu Dian.
Duanmu Dian grew slightly angry. “You’re too arrogant!”
A Great Saint was someone that was highly revered by tens of thousands of people no matter which domain they were in. However, these white-clad cultivators did not show Duanmu Dian a good expression at all.
A faint halo appeared on Duanmu Dian’s body. It was not as bright as the astrolabe, but its aura was extraordinary. If he manifested his astrolabe as well, it would look even more extraordinary.
Upon seeing this, the leader of the white-clad cultivators widened his eyes in surprise. “A Great Saint?”
Then, the white-clad cultivator bowed to Duanmu Dian and said, “This is an order from the White Emperor. I don’t know anything else. This is the truth.”
“The White Emperor ordered you to help Old Lu for no reason?” Duanmu Dian frowned, perplexed. He thought to himself, ‘There must be some shady business between Old Lu and the White Emperor! There’s no free lunch in this world, after all.’
“I’m afraid only the White Emperor has the answer to this question,” the white-clad cultivator replied.
Duanmu Dian shook his head. He felt as though he was talking to a wall.
Buzz!
At this moment, the sound of the barrier being breached rang from the inside of Zuo’e’s Pillar of Destruction. Everyone was overjoyed.
“It must be Ninth Junior Sister!”
“I bet it’s Second Senior Brother.” “Ninth Junior Sister!”
“Second Senior Brother!”
“Ninth Junior Sister.”
“Oh… Alright, Ninth Junior Sister.” Meanwhile, the ten white-clad cultivators looked at each other in surprise before turning back to glance at the Pillar of Destruction.
15 minutes later, Lu Zhou, Yu Shangrong, and Little Yuan’er walked out of Zuo’e’s Pillar of Destruction.
With just a look, they could already tell who had been recognized by Zuo’e’s Pillar of Destruction.
Yu Shangrong’s expression was calm. No one could tell if he was happy or angry.
On the contrary, Little Yuan’er was pouting and wore an aggrieved expression on her face. With this, how could they not know who had been recognized by Zuo’e’s Pilar of Destruction?
Zhu Honggong stepped forward first and said with a smile, “Congratulations, Ninth Junior Sister!”
“?ל?י
Little Yuan’er was already in a bad mood. She looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on as soon as she heard Zhu Honggong’s words and saw the mischievous smile on his face. She was about to fly into rage when she heard him say, “Ninth Junior Sister, there’s no doubt you’ll receive the recognition from Ren Ding’s Pillar of Destruction. The pillar at Ren Ding, in the core of the Unknown Land, is the largest and most majestic among the ten Pillars of Destruction. It’s in line with Ninth Junior Sister’s talent and temperament.”
Little Yuan’er thought about it and agreed inwardly. Then, an expression of delight appeared on her face immediately as she said, “That’s right! Ren Ding’s Pillar of Destruction is mine!”
The ten white-clad cultivators: “…”
Duanmu Dian: “…”
The leader of the white-clad cultivators cupped his fists together and said, “Congratulations!”
Lu Zhou clasped his hands on his back and said, “Speak. What do you want?”
The white-clad cultivator was taken aback by Lu Zhou’s words. Then, he shook his head and said, “I don’t want anything.”
Lu Zhou grew even more confused. Even if Ji Tiandao knew the White Emperor, there had to be a reason for this.
The white-clad cultivator continued to say, “The White Emperor had also sent people to Ren Ding. Senior, if you’re going to Ren Ding, please bring this jade token there with you.”
Then, the white-clad cultivator brought out a jade talisman from his chest pocket and presented it to Lu Zhou with both hands.
Upon seeing the jade token and thinking about the poem, Lu Zhou suddenly wondered if this had anything to do with Si Wuya. He did not reach out for the jade token. Instead, he closed his eyes and silently recited the mantra for the power of sight. His target was Si Wuya.
“Ding! Invalid target.”
This firmly disproved Lu Zhou’s speculation. He had thought perhaps Si Wuya managed to come back to life at the bottom of the sea. It seemed like he had been overthinking again.
After Lu Zhou opened his eyes, he accepted the jade token and asked, “Where’s the White Emperor?”
“His Majesty is far away at the Endless Ocean,” the white-clad cultivator replied.
Lu Zhou really wanted to ask more questions. Unfortunately, the white-clad cultivators in front of him really did not seem like they knew anything. In the end, he said, “Convey this to the White Emperor. Tell him to personally look for me if there’s anything. I don’t like beating around the bush. It’s not my style to take advantage of others. This jade token…” At this time, Duanmu Dian hurriedly interjected, “You mustn’t destroy it!”
Lu Zhou continued saying without missing a beat, “I’ll accept it.”
The white-clad cultivator bowed before saying to his comrades, “We’ve waited here for 20 years. 20 years is just like a flick of a finger. The past is like clouds and smoke. Everyone, our mission has been completed.” Then, he turned to Lu Zhou and said, “Take care.”
With that, without waiting for Lu Zhou and the others to respond, the ten white-clad cultivators gathered and flew away in an orderly manner. Soon after, a flash of light burst forth, and they disappeared from sight.
“The White Emperor is really generous. He even uses jade talismans for traveling,” Duanmu Dian said.
Lu Zhou did not say anything. He only turned to look at Zuo’e’s Pillar of Destruction.
At this time, Yu Zhenghai walked to Yu Shangrong’s side and said, “Congratulations, Second Junior Brother, on getting what you wanted.”
“Likewise.”
Duanmu Dian said, “There must be something fishy going on. It’s not necessarily a good thing when things go too smoothly. Old Lu, I suspect the White Emperor has colluded with the ancient Saints or ancient supreme beast to annihilate the Evil Sky Pavilion in one fell swoop!”
Upon hearing this, a hint of dismay could be seen on everyone’s faces. Indeed, the first few visits to the first few Pillars of Destruction had not been easy. Logically, now that they were drawing closer and closer to the core area, it should only be harder. Indeed, something was amiss. It was always right to assume the worst.
“I really don’t understand why the White Emperor would help us.”