read My Disciples Are All Villains - Chapter 910
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The atmosphere in the Political Announcement Hall was incredibly tense.
Everyone could only watch as this expert ‘killed the chicken to warn the monkey’.
Li Yunzheng, Si Wuya, Sikong Beichen, Nie Qingyun, and most people present understood the intention behind Lu Zhou’s action.
Was he not establishing might and prestige for his granddisicple?
Although Si Wuya had handled the matter incredibly well, it was still somewhat lacking without this kill.
This Thousand Realms Whirling palm strike was perfect.
Si Wuya opened his mouth and said at the right moment as his eyes swept past the remaining Great Generals, “Does anyone have any more questions?”
Si Wuya stepped forward and raised his voice as he asked again, “I’ll ask you one final time; do you have any questions?”
Unless they had a death wish, who would dare to ask a question at this moment?
There were many people who felt they were not afraid of death. However, the reality was different when the guillotine was placed in front of their necks.
Si Wuya waved his hand casually. A piece of paper appeared in his hand before he began to read out loud, “Bi Jing, Di Zian, Ping Gu, Wu Cheng… These four generals can retire and return to their hometowns.”
After he was done reading, the paper in hand burned to ashes.
Then, Li Yunzheng said to the people next to him, “Write down my imperial decree.”
“Understood.”
At this time, everyone’s opinions were unusually unanimous.
The four Great Generals who had long expected this outcome prostrated themselves on the ground and said with mournful expressions, “Yes, Your Majesty!”
The others wore bitter expressions as they kneeled on the ground and echoed, “Yes, Your Majesty.”
Lu Zhou glanced at them before he slowly rose to his feet.
Upon seeing this, the Great Generals shuddered involuntarily.
Lu Zhou, “Deal with this matter on your own…”
“Understood.”
At this moment, Lu Zhou finally noticed the absence of the members of the Evil Sky Pavilion. “Where are the others?”
“I asked them to guard the four city walls and gates to prevent accidents. The only one who’s missing is Fourth Senior Brother,” Si Wuya said.
“Alright.” After that, Lu Zhou flashed, leaving only afterimages in the Political Announcement Hall.
Needless to say, all the cultivation experts and civil and military officials were amazed.
…
Back at the Preservation Hall.
Lu Zhou used the Purple Glazed Ceramic to meditate on the Heavenly Writing to replenish his supreme mystic power.
After obtaining the supreme mystic power, the difficulty of comprehending the Heavenly Writing had increased accordingly as well. Even the golden scripts were moving slower compared to before. Nevertheless, his supply of supreme mystic power had increased. Based on this, it was obvious that future Open Heavenly Writing power and privilege from the Heavenly Writing would only increase the difficulty of his meditation.
…
After two hours, Lu Zhou finally opened his eyes after he replenished a portion of his supreme mystic power.
“I only managed to kill Yi Yao by relying on the supreme mystic power. However, I can just rely on my supreme mystic power alone…” Lu Zhou muttered to himself.
Fortunately, Yan Zhenluo was not an enemy. Otherwise, he would have to use the Deadly Strike Card. At that time, not only would he suffer a loss of merit points, but it would increase the price of the Deadly Strike Card as well.
His real shortcoming was a lack of knowledge regarding the combat techniques of the Thousand Realms Whirling.
When he had fought Yi Yao for the first time, he had used the Deadly Strike Card. The card had always been the trump card he was proud of. Unfortunately, the appearance of the Birth Charts had greatly reduced the value of his trump card.
He wondered how those with more than eight Birth Charts kill their peers? If all Thousand Realms Whirling experts had Birth Charts, would it not render all the killing techniques useless?
“Yan Zhenluo,” Lu Zhou muttered. It was not a bad idea to get information about Birth Charts and Thousand Realms Whirling from him.
At this moment, a voice rang from outside of the hall.
“Disciple greets master.”
Soon after, Mingshi Yin walked in with Qiong Qi in tow.
Qiong Qi wagged its tail energetically; it seemed to be in a good mood.
Lu Zhou said, “Where did you go?”
Mingshi Yin said, “I found a little thief so I killed him.” As he spoke, he made a chopping gesture.
“A little thief?”
“Ye Zhen’s disciple…”
“You know Ye Zhen?”
“When I first arrived at the red lotus domain, I heard people talking about how you killed Ye Zhen,” Mingshi Yin explained with a smile, “I didn’t expect Ye Zhen’s disciple to also have a Nine Infants avatar!’
Lu Zhou nodded and said, “Well done.”
“Master, before I killed him, I overheard him saying he’s the contact person for that black lotus cultivator. I found this on his body,” Mingshi Yin said as he brought a map out.
The map was marked with dots.
“These must be the formation distribution points,” Lu Zhou said, “Give this to your Seventh Junior Brother. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, don’t attack these points first.”
“Understood.” Mingshi Yin brought the map with him as he left the Preservation Hall.
Lu Zhou still did not have a clear picture of the black lotus domain’s overall strength. If he destroyed all the points of the formation, it would definitely attract the attention of the Black Lotus Tower. If all of them came, he would be in trouble. When he was strong enough, he would destroy these distribution points. At that time, he would be able to search for life hearts. Not only for himself, but for his disciples as well.
His disciples had the Great Void Seeds in them. Based on their cultivation speed, it was only a matter of time before they reached the Thousand Realms Whirling stage. At that time, where was he going to find so many life hearts?
“Hopefully, I’ll find out something useful from Yan Zhenluo.”
Lu Zhou opened the system interface.
Merit points: 69,500
He had earned quite a lot of merit points this time.
Fortunately, he still had his enhanced Deadly Strike Card; unfortunately, the price of a Deadly Strike Card was 27,000 merit points. How expensive!
“Lucky draw.”
“Ding! Used 50 merit points. Thank you for your participation. Luck point +1.”
“Lucky draw.”
“Ding! Used 50 merit points. Luck point +1. Obtained: Synthesis Card x2.”
Following that, Lu Zhou did not continue with the lucky draw.
Instead, he thought about Yan Zhenluo’s words.
There were many differing opinions in the black lotus domain regarding their ‘captive breeding’ plan. The golden lotus was now developing rather quickly. Once a Ten-leaf cultivator appeared, the Birth Chart Beast would appear as well. At that time, the black lotus domain would definitely do to the golden lotus domain what it did to the red lotus domain.
“How do I stop it?”
After thinking for a while, Lu Zhou decided to check on the golden lotus domain.
He recited the mantra for the Heavenly Writing Power inwardly. The supreme mystic power converged in his eyes, and Ye Tianxin appeared in front of his eyes.
At this moment, Ye Tianxin was standing behind Cheng Huang.
Cheng Huang was sitting on the back of the mountain in the Evil Sky Pavilion, overlooking the mountains and the land.
Ye Tianxin who was dressed in white robes rose up into the sky. Her nine-leaf golden lotus bloomed and golden flames burned everywhere. There was a hint of green in the flames that made it look strange.
“This karmic fire is…” Lu Zhou furrowed his brows, perplexed.
The birds in the sky were instantly driven away by Ye Tianxin’s karmic fire, leaving the Evil Sky Pavilion safe and sound.
Lu Zhou cut off the Heavenly Writing Power before he recited the mantra again.
This time, his target was Zhao Yue.
In a garden in Great Yan’s Imperial palace.
Zhao Yue stood in the garden and smiled at a woman standing near the rockery. “Sister Lian Xing, how long do you plan to stay this time?”
‘Lian Xing?’ Lu Zhou tried to change his perspective to have a better look at the woman, but he could only see her back.
When did Zhao Yue have an older sister?
The woman said, “I won’t be staying for long this time. The cultivation in the golden lotus domain can no longer be suppressed. Zhao Yue, all these years, I’ve been trying to suppress your cultivation base. However, there’s nothing I can do about it now. Did you think about what I told you previously?”