read My Disciples Are All Villains - Chapter 920

Lu Zhou did not use the Birth Chart power as he flashed toward Yu Zhenghai. He discovered Yu Zhenghai’s speed and movement were top-notch. For a Nine-leaf cultivator, it was very impressive.

Lu Zhou continued following Yu Zhenghai to the western palace wall. “What’s he doing?”

Normally, Lu Zhou rarely paid attention to his disciples’ personal lives. Perhaps, he was in a good mood today so he suddenly took an interest.

The afterglow of the evening light illuminated the stop of the wall to the tiles on the ground in the palace.

Lu Zhou had the Purple Glazed Ceramic so most cultivators would not be able to discover his presence. He leaped lightly over the wall and stood in the evening wind, stroking his beard.

Yu Zhenghai stood with his hands on his back as he looked at the evening sky, completely unaware that his master was near him.

At this moment, a person dressed in gray robes rushed over from afar and arrived at the palace wall in just a blink of an eye. His speed was not slow. As soon as he arrived, he called out, “Mister First…”

Yu Zhenghai said, “You kept your promise…”

“Since I’ve made a promise, how would I dare not to show up? I wonder what Mister First thinks of the matter I mentioned previously?” the person asked.

Yu Zhenghai replied, “Zhang Wanxiang, if you want to join the Evil Sky Pavilion, you must speak to my master. He has a very discerning eye and never makes mistakes in judging people.”

“Even Mister First doesn’t have the right to decide on such matters?”

“It’s not that I don’t have the right. It’s just that… there’s no need for me to make a decision…” Yu Zhenghai replied.

“Huh?”

“You’re just a Nine-leaf cultivator. This isn’t anything impressive in the Evil Sky Pavilion. Moreover, I’ve only just met you a few days ago. A hero understands another hero. Your saber skill is passable, but it’s far from enough,” Yu Zhenghai said.

“…”

The evening wind blew softly as the sunset and brought away the remaining light.

Yu Zhenghai looked at the horizon outside of the western wall and said with a sigh, “You should return. You can consider serving Great Tang in the future…”

“No, no, no… Mister First, you misunderstand me.”

“What is it?”

“I’m not a simple Nine-leaf cultivator…” As soon as Zhang Wanxiang finished speaking, energy fists shot toward Yu Zhenghai’s face. At the same time, energy sabers shot out and slashed at Yu Zhenghai’s protective energy.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sudden change surprised Yu Zhenghai. However, he was not an ordinary Nine-leaf cultivator. After so many life-or-death battles, he had learned to stay calm when faced with sudden danger no matter when or where.

The Great Dark Heaven Palm appeared, easily deflecting the energy sabers and energy fists one after another.

“Is that all?” Yu Zhenghai sneered.

“If you have the guts, follow me.”

Lu Zhou who was watching the scene thought to himself, ‘He’s goading him?’

It was clear Zhang Wanxiang was trying to lure his disciple away. If they were on the other side of the wall in the royal court, the commotion would have attracted the attention of others. This person was rather smart; he probably had tricks up his sleeve.

Yu Zhenghai smiled and said, “You want to lure me away? I’ll grant you your wish.” After that, he leaped up and followed the other person.

Lu Zhou shook his head. Blindly fighting and making hasty decisions. He wondered how his first disciple managed to maintain the Nether Sect. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head. It was not good to judge his disciple so early. After all, his disciple might have his own tricks up his sleeve as well. Otherwise, he would not have been so reckless.

Lu Zhou was about to follow Yu Zhenghai when another figure appeared at Yu Zhenghai’s original position. It was his second disciple, Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong, who was carrying the Longevity Sword on his back, crossed his arms. He stood against the wind and murmured to himself with a faint smile on his face, “It’s just a Ten-leaf cultivator who hid his cultivation base. It’s better to spar with Nie Qingyun…”

Lu Zhou. “…”

‘It seems like my worries are unfounded…’

Yu Shangrong’s body was as light as a swallow as he chased after Yu Zhenghai.

Lu Zhou waited for a moment before he followed his two disciples.

…

In the relay station in the west of the capital.

Perhaps, it was due to the commotion caused by Yu Zhenghai and Zhang Zian, they attracted a lot of attention.

“There are high-level cultivators sparring again! Hurry up! Let’s go and have a look!”

“It’s so lively. The commotion seems to be coming from the royal palace. Could it be the rumored Evil Sky Pavilion?”

“A friendly reminder to those with less than five leaves, it’s better if you don’t watch the battle!”

…

Yu Zhenghai chased after Zhang Wanxiang all the way to a desolate area west of the capital.

It was dark and the empty buildings on both sides gave the place a creepy and desolate air. Weed grew unchecked everywhere. This place was rather suitable for sparring.

The Jade Saber that Yu Zhenghai carried on his body buzzed.

Yu Zhenghai felt his fighting spirit rising. He had gotten so used to sparring with Nie Qingyun that he had grown rather numb. On the contrary, Zhang Wanxiang brought with him a sense of danger that excited him.

Zhang Wanxiang asked, “Mister First, if I defeat you, can I join the Evil Sky Pavilion?”

“Defeat me? You can continue dreaming.” Yu Zhenghai took a step forward but did not draw his saber. He flashed and arrived in front of Zhang Xiang before he struck with his palm.

The Great Dark Heaven Palm.

The golden palm seal pushed Zhang Wanxiang back immediately.

Zhang Wanxiang smiled slightly and pushed his palm against the palm seal. After a while, he stomped his feet and clenched his hand.

Just like that, the golden palm seal disappeared.

The cultivators who were watching nearby broke into an uproar.

“G-golden palm seal? He’s from the Evil Sky Pavilion!” one of the cultivators exclaimed.

“His opponent is a red lotus cultivator; one of our own,” another one said.

It did not matter that the Evil Sky Pavilion’s name had spread in the red lotus domain, there would still be people who used color to distinguish between friends and foes. However, since the battle at the Sky Wheel Rift Valley and since the Evil Sky Pavilion had subdued the Sky Martial Court, no one dared to openly provoke the Evil Sky Pavilion.

The battle between the two Thousand Realms Whirling experts in the royal palace had filled many cultivators with awe and respect. Indeed, if experts went on a killing spree, there would definitely be a bloodbath.

After Li Yunzheng regained control of Great Tang, his subsequent actions had reduced much of the hostility toward the golden lotus domain. There were many people who believed the golden lotus domain and the red lotus domain should work together and not be enemies.

At this moment, a green-robed swordsman carrying a sword on his back landed in the midst of the crowd. He was not someone who reveled in excitement, but a faint smile could be seen on his face at this moment as he watched the battle in front of him.

At this moment, the person next to Yu Shangrong turned around and asked, “Hey, who do you think will win?”

“You’re asking me?” Yu Shangrong asked.

“Yes, your movement technique is quite good so I’m sure your judgment can’t be all the bad…”

Yu Shangrong looked ahead as he replied with a faint smile on his face, “Perhaps, the red lotus cultivator will win. That golden lotus cultivator seems rather arrogant; it might place him in a disadvantageous position.”

“Brother, you have a discerning eye!” After that, the cultivator turned away and cried out, “Come, come, place your bets! I bet the red lotus cultivator will win!”

Upon hearing this, several cultivators placed their bets.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhou landed on a building and watched the battle from afar.

Zhang Wanxiang tapped his toes before he shot to the of a building. Thousands of energy sabers bloomed in front of him before they shot out like a boomerang.

Yu Zhenghai spread his arm as a golden energy saber appeared above his palm.

One turned into two; two turned into four; four turned into eight…

Buzz!

Thousands of energy sabers shot out.

“The Dark Heaven Starlight.”

The Great Dark Heaven Memorial crushed Zhang Wanxiang’s energy sabers like a windmill. Its force from the collision swept toward Zhang Wanxiang as well.

Nevertheless, Zhang Wanxiang calmly reminded Yu Zhenghai, “You can use your saber. It’s a huge mistake to underestimate your enemy.”

“If I use my Jasper Saber, I’m afraid you won’t be able to block it.” Yu Zhenghai pushed his hand out again.

A palm seal shot out followed by energy sabers.

Zhang Wanxiang did not retreat but advanced instead.

In just a blink of an eye, the two opponents’ energy sabers collided and struggled against each other.

The energy sabers slashed in all directions. The already dilapidated buildings were riddled with saber marks and holes.

Meanwhile, the cultivators did not stop discussing among themselves.

“From the looks of it, the red lotus cultivator isn’t at a disadvantage. Nevertheless, it must not be easy to fight an expert from the Evil Sky Pavilion,” someone said.

In an uncharacteristic move, Yu Shangrong chimed in as he watched the battle, “That’s because that golden lotus cultivator hasn’t unleashed his full strength yet.”

“Hey, didn’t you bet on the red lotus cultivator winning? Why are you speaking up for the opponent?”

Yu Shangrong’s expression remained the same as he said with a faint smile on his face, “Betting on who will win and who actually wins are different matter. They’re not mutually exclusive.”

“…”

What kind of logic was this?

The young man next to Yu Shangrong asked curiously, “Brother, are you familiar with the Evil Sky Pavilion?”

Yu Shangrong tilted his head slightly and modestly replied, “Just a little…”

“I heard that the ten disciples of the Evil Sky Pavilion are all experts. All of them can summon the wind and the rain as they please. Is this true?”

Yu Shangrong nodded. “All the praise sounds exaggerated, it’s the truth.”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this moment, the number of energy sabers suddenly doubled.

Zhang Wanxiang’s expression was solemn at this moment,

The rhythm of the battle seemed to have completely changed.

Upon seeing this, someone exclaimed in surprise, “When did the capital have such an expert? This number of energy sabers can only be manifested by those with nine leaves at least!”

Someone laughed. “That person from the Evil Sky Pavilion is going to be pushed to a corner. Since the red lotus cultivator can easily manifest such a huge number of energy sabers, it’s likely that he’s the expert who had just sprouted the tenth leaf a few days ago.”

When Lu Zhou heard these words, he recalled the Birth Chart Beast, Di Jiang, that he and Yan Zhenluo subdued a few days ago. Was Di Jiang attracted by Zhang Wanxiang?

On the other hand, Yu Shangrong looked at Zhang Wanxiang whose attacks were growing fiercer and fiercer and murmured, “Unfortunately, he might not be able to win even if he has ten leaves..”