read My Disciples Are All Villains - Chapter 315

“That’ll be all.” Lu Zhou waved his arm.

“I’ll take my leave then.”

After Zhou Jifeng left, Lu Zhou gauged his extraordinary power. Currently, he could use the Heavenly Writing’s extraordinary power twice. There was no increase in the upper limit. If he continued to meditate on the Heavenly Writing scrolls, all he could do was increase the pace of his meditation. He would not be able to store more extraordinary power.

Lu Zhou looked at his merit points again. 7,500 points.

He gained a lot from instructing his disciples throughout the past three months.

Luck points: 41.

‘I haven’t tried my hands on lucky draws for a long time now…’ After ruminating over it for a moment, he finally did ten consecutive draws.

As he expected, he was greeted with ten appreciative messages.

There was no rhyme or reason to the lucky draws.

‘Let’s leave the rest to fate. Continue!’

“Lucky draw.”

“Ding! Spent 50 merit points and 5 luck points. Obtained special treasure box x 1.”

When Lu Zhou heard this notification, he was invigorated. Either the system suddenly decided to be kind or he had gotten luckier. He had difficulty believing that he obtained a special treasure box after earning only 51 luck points.

Regardless, he was beginning to transition from an ‘African Chieftain’ to a ‘European Royal’.

In no time at all, a special treasure box appeared on the table before him. The box was not big. It was only the size of a drawer. It seemed like the item in the box was not too big.

“Time limit: 3 days. Will vanish if unopened within the time limit.”

Lu Zhou bent down and wondered if the treasure box would be similar to the last box he obtained where it had to be opened by his disciples’ weapons. If that were the case, three days would be a tight schedule.

He looked to the left and right before he began to study the box. There were no special veins or patterns on all six sides of the box. However, there was a button on the side of the box that faced him.

He chuckled. ‘If it can be opened so easily, what’s the point of putting a time limit on opening it? It seems like the system has its dumb moments as well.’

Lu Zhou raised his wizened hand and ran it along the bronze box. He wondered what treasure was contained in it before he finally pressed the button.

Click!

“Ding! You will obtain the avatar, the Nine Transformations Yin Yang, Special Cooldown x 1 (activated once the box is unlocked), Reversal Card x 20, Critical Block Card x 50. Will you proceed with unlocking the box?”

Lu Zhou was stunned when he saw the notification from the system. ‘The rewards are unexpectedly handsome!’

The Nine Transformation Yin Yang alone cost 30,000 merit points. With the 2 Reversal Cards in his possession, he would now have 22 Reversal Cards.

‘What is this Special Cooldown?’

Lu Zhou did not press again. As a person who had transmigrated, he knew what ‘cooldown’ meant. Perhaps, this special card was a restriction that would be activated the moment he obtained the rewards? If that were the case, he would have to think carefully before opening the box.

Lu Zhou slowly rose to his feet.

The Nine Transformation Yin Yang and 20 Reversal Cards! He would be lying if he said he was not moved.

He frowned as he muttered to himself, “A three-day limit?”

‘The hunt in the enclosure is about to start, and you’re trying to increase the difficulty for me?’ Lu Zhou snorted inwardly.

Just as he was about to unlock the box, he heard a voice from outside the great hall…

“Pavilion Master.”

Lu Zhou turned around and saw Leng Luo walking in with a straight back. His eyes looked much livelier now under the silver mask. When he had accepted Leng Luo into the Evil Sky Pavilion back then, he was prepared to deal with a stubborn and difficult-to-deal-with person. However, things seemed to have worked out just fine. He waved his arm and said, “You can dispense with the courtesy.”

Leng Luo bowed at Lu Zhou and said, “I heard that you’re going to intervene in the hunt at the enclosure, Pavilion Master.”

“That’s correct.” Lu Zhou nodded.

“Mo Li is the mastermind behind this incident. Hence, I request to travel to Rubei with you,” Leng Luo bluntly said.

Lu Zhou did make Leng Luo a promise. Mo Li was Leng Luo’s only target. If Leng Luo did not see Mo Li die, he thought Leng Luo would probably be unable to live in peace. He asked, “Your wounds haven’t healed, and your cultivation base isn’t recovered. Are you sure you want to come along?”

Leng Luo straightened up and said, “Mo Li has always stayed deep within the palace. Since she’s venturing out, it’s like a chance bestowed by the heavens.”

“It’s not too late for a gentleman to have his revenge even after ten years have passed.”

“I’m not a gentleman.”

“…” Lu Zhou did not expect Leng Luo to be so stubborn. He stroked his beard and said, “In that case, I’ll keep my promise… How much of your cultivation base has been recovered?”

“40%,” Leng Luo replied honestly.

Lu Zhou nodded. Leng Luo’s situation was different from Pan Litian’s. Pan Litian’s cultivation base was only destroyed. With the help from the sable magnolia, Pan Litian would recover more quickly. Leng Luo, on the other hand, imploded his own sea of Qi during the battle with the Ten Shamans. It was quite a commendable feat for Leng Luo to recover 40% of his cultivation base. He asked, “40%… If you don’t use an avatar, you can probably fight against an early-stage Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator… Are you confident you can kill Mo Li?”

Thud!

Leng Luo fell to one knee and cupped his fists. He said every word clearly and loudly, “Please fulfill my wish, Pavilion Master!”

The great hall was exceptionally silent.

Lu Zhou did not look at Leng Luo. Instead, he paced with his hands on his back, circling Leng Luo.

Zhao Yue was in the Divine Capital. Mingshi Yin must be keeping a low profile.

Lu Zhou had given it some thoughts. As long as Mo Li showed her face, all he had to do was get on his mount and send a Deadly Strike Card her way. The problem was there were many elites by Mo Li’s side. There was also the grand shaman who made an appearance on the Lotus Dais. It was impossible for him to take out so many elites with his cultivation base. Moreover, Mo Li was much more intelligent and cunning compared to the original Wei Zhuoyan. For this reason, he thought it was not a bad idea to bring Leng Luo along.

“Don’t move.” Lu Zhou suddenly lifted his hand. A Strengthened Critical Heal Card appeared in his palm, and he shattered it. The mysterious power condensed in his palm, the power was like a wave from the ocean.

“What’s this…” Leng Luo was shocked. He did not move. After all, he knew it would be easy for Lu Zhou to kill him if Lu Zhou so wished. There was no need for Lu Zhou to wait until this day.

Before Leng Luo could make sense of the situation, a strong whirlpool stirred up by the power wrapped around his body. Power seeped into his eight extraordinary meridians. A healing power several times stronger than the Merciful Ark of Salvation spread through his body.

“Lotus position.” Lu Zhou retracted his hand.

Leng Luo finally understood that Lu Zhou was healing his wounds. He immediately sat with his legs crossed after he bowed deeply at Lu Zhou. He flattened his palms and sat in the lotus position. He could feel the power swirling around him.

Lu Zhou looked at Leng Luo in satisfaction. He was not worried about Leng Luo pulling any tricks. Moreover, the Strengthened Critical Heal Card would only heal Leng Luo’s wounds. Leng Luo would have to depend on himself to recover his cultivation base.

…

About an hour later.

Leng Luo slowly opened his eyes. He surveyed his surroundings as he took a deep breath. He withdrew his hands and slowly rose to his feet.

Lu Zhou noticed that Leng Luo’s loyalty had increased. He asked, “How are your wounds?”

Leng Luo cupped his fists respectfully and said, “90 percent of my injuries are healed. As for my cultivation base, I’m certain that it’ll be fully recovered within three months if there are no surprises.”

“Good.” Lu Zhou nodded.

“If I’m given the chance, I’m confident that I’ll be able to deal a grave blow on Mo Li,” Leng Luo said confidently. He was an Eight-leaf elite, after all. Even an emaciated camel was larger than a horse.

Naturally, Lu Zhou did not doubt Leng Luo’s words. “Do you have any plans that you care to share?”