My Disciples Are All Villains

Lu Zhou and 49 Swordsmen returned to the golden lotus domain through the large runic passage.

The sky in the golden lotus domain was still dark. The weather was ever-changing, and fierce beasts were wreaking havoc everywhere. Corpses were strewn all over the ground as well. Some of the fierce beasts’ carcasses were mutilated after the humans harvested their life hearts.

Lu Zhou flew in the lead as they returned to the Evil Sky Pavilion.

…

It was close to noon when they arrived at the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Yuan Lang looked at the surroundings from the top of Golden Court Mountain and nodded as he said, filled with praise, “I didn’t expect the Evil Sky Pavilion to be so tranquil and elegant. It’s much better than what I’d imagined.”

Qin Naihe. “…”

With the imbalance, carcasses of fierce beasts were littered on the ground. There were fights breaking out everywhere. The weather was unpredictable and gloomy. Where was it tranquil and elegant?

Qin Naihe thought that Yuan Lang’s flattery skill was not up to par.

When everyone learned of Lu Zhou’s return, they gathered in front of the main hall.

“Welcome back, Pavilion Master!”

After greeting Lu Zhou, the people of the Evil Sky Pavilion looked at the 49 Swordsmen in confusion.

Qin Naihe took the lead to say, “This is Venerable Master Qin’s 49 Swordsmen. They’re all skilled swordsmen and have come to help the Pavilion Master.”

Everyone nodded.

Yuan Lang nudged Qin Naihe with his elbow and said, “I really envy you.”

Qin Naihe asked in a low voice, “Aren’t you afraid Venerable Master Qin will be angered by these words?”

“Venerable Master Qin has said that if the Evil Sky Pavilion tries to recruit me, I shouldn’t forget about him,” Yuan Lang replied.

Qin Naihe: “…”

In the past, Qin Naihe thought he had jumped into a pit, but it seemed like that was not the case. He was really lucky that he did not even do much but managed to stumble upon a golden opportunity.

Lu Zhou swept his gaze across everyone. Apart from Duanmu Sheng, Zhao Yue, Zhu Honggong, and the runemaster, Zhao Fu, everyone was present.

“Alright, you can get to know each other,” Lu Zhou said. Then, he said to Ye Tianxin, “Bring me to Old Seventh.”

Ye Tianxin bowed. “Yes.”

After Lu Zhou and Ye Tianxin walked to the southern pavilion, Qin Naihe continued making the introductions. He said, “These are the four elders of the Evil Sky Pavilion…”

…

The southern pavilion.

Lu Zhou did not enter immediately. Instead, he looked at Ye Tianxian. He had asked him to lead him here because he discovered that her cultivation base had improved tremendously. He said, “Your cultivation base has improved greatly.”

Ye Tianxin said happily, “Thank you for your praise, master! I still need to work harder.”

“Cultivating in Lan Xihe’s training hall in the white tower is beneficial to you. During your time in the White Tower Council, did Lan Xihe make any unusual movements?” Lu Zhou asked.

Due to the incident in Mount Halcyon, Lu Zhou had to be cautious.

Ye Tianxin was also very curious after hearing about what happened to Si Wuya. She said, “There are no strange movements from Tower Master Lan. However, I’m quite curious. Previously, the Halcyon Bird had helped us so why was it so ruthless toward Seventh Junior Brother?”

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, “The human heart is hard to predict. This is also why I called you back.”

“I understand.”

Although Lan Xihe did not seem to have a bad relationship with them, no one knew if she harbored ulterior motives.

Ye Tianxin said, still curious, “I don’t understand why Tower Master Lan would expose herself at this time if she harbors ulterior motives. She should know about Ling Guang, right? What reason does she have to kill Seventh Junior Brother?”

Lu Zhou remained silent. This was a question with no answer. In the end, he only said, “Only Lan Xihe has the answer to this question.”

Ye Tianxin nodded respectfully.

Lu Zhou asked again, changing the topic, “How many Birth Charts do you have now?”

“I’m a little lucky. The White Tower Council has been providing me with an endless stream of life hearts. I now have eight Birth Charts.”

Lu Zhou nodded and did not continue speaking. He walked into the pavilion.

…

Inside a room in the southern pavilion.

Si Wuya lay on the bed, motionless. There was no sign of life on his body.

“During the days when master was away, senior brothers and the others took turns to look after Seventh Junior Brother, but…” Ye Tianxin hesitated to finish her words.

“I know what you want to say,” Lu Zhou said.

Let alone the people from the Evil Sky Pavilion, even Lu Zhou himself was not certain if the Resurrection Scroll could really save Si Wuya.

At thistime, Lu Zhou mobilized his divine power and pushed a lotus toward Si Wuya.

The vitality energy from the lotus swept toward Si Wuya.

At the same time, Lu Zhou checked Si Wuya’s conditions as well. Although his heart was beating, his Eight Extraordinary Meridians were now blocked. Not only was there no life force, but the aura of death was growing stronger as well. With that, if one looked carefully, his complexion had already become slightly pallid.

Lu Zhou brought the Purple Glazed Ceramic out and left it next to Si Wuya. Since it held a freezing energy, perhaps, it would be of use.

Then, he sighed and left the room.

“Where’s Jiang Aijian?” Lu Zhou asked.

“Island Master Huang and Miss Jinyi brought him back to Penglai. He has some energy in him so Penglai is a suitable place for him to recuperate.”

“He has some energy in him?” Lu Zhou was taken aback.

“It should be the blood energy that saved him,” Ye Tianxin said, “I’m not sure either.”

Lu Zhou nodded. Since Jiang Aijian was fine, he would let him be for now.

Ye Tianxin asked, “Master, can Seventh Junior Brother be saved?”

“I’m not sure,” Lu Zhou answered truthfully.

“…”

“You may leave,” Lu Zhou said.

“Yes.” Ye Tianxin bowed and left.

With just a flash, Lu Zhou returned to the eastern pavilion.

Ye Tianxin did not immediately leave. Instead, she returned to the room and checked Si Wuya’s pulse. No matter how many times she checked, his pulse only spoke of his impending death.

Ye Tianxin’s expression was one of sorrow as she stepped backward. She sighed helplessly before saying in a soft voice, “Seventh Junior Brother, I hope you’ll become an ordinary person in your next life.”

After that, she suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart, gathered her messy thoughts, and left the southern pavilion.

…

At the eastern pavilion.

Lu Zhou brought out the Pillar of Impermanence and pressed it into the ground. He adjusted its range until its effects only covered the eastern pavilion.

“Without the Purple Glazed Ceramic, I can only rely on you.”

There were two things he needed to do first. One was to figure out the secrets of the Resurrection Scroll, and the other one was to increase his strength quickly so he would be able to deal with the consequences of using the Resurrection Scroll.

In his opinion, the divine power was peerless. Perhaps, it would be able to help him deal with his problems.

Lu Zhou thought about it for a moment before he increased the circulation speed of the Pillar of Impermanence to 1,000 times faster. Although lifespan was important, now was not the time to save the years of his life.

He checked his lifespan.

Remaining lifespan: 1,0387,509(28,458 years)

He had enough lifespan to cultivate.

Subsequently, he brought out the Resurrection Scroll and unrolled it.

Then, he pressed his hand down and sent a strand of his consciousness out.

In just a blink of an eye, he found himself in a dark and oppressive place. He could not see anything at all.

“Where am I?” Lu Zhou looked around. Since he could not see anything, he used the ability of the Netherwolf King. With that, he saw surging seawater in all directions.

‘I’m underwater?’

The seawater churned quickly. It seemed like his body was not under his control as he was swept away by the currents, drifting back and forth in the sea. Soon after, the current pulled him down. It was like when he jumped down to the abyss to the Black Water Mystic Cave. The endless darkness pressed down on him; it was truly oppressive.

“What is life? What is death? Is life light, and is death darkness?”

A deep voice echoed in his ears.

Lu Zhou wondered inwardly, ‘Is it the Unholy One?’

The owner of the voice did not seem to hear Lu Zhou and continued to say, “Those who die while doing their best are righteous. Those who try to shackle the dead to earth won’t have a good outcome.”

“The innate spirit and wisdom are enduring.”

Lu Zhou frowned and asked, “Are you talking to me?”

Alas, in the dark, there was only silence.