My Disciples Are All Villains

Ye Tianxin stepped further back as the fear in her heart gradually surfaced, swelling rapidly. She had lost the feeling of fear for many years, but it appeared again today, so much so that she totally forgot her plan.

 Lu Zhou did not even look at the cultivators below the Brahma Sea realm. As for those struggling Divine Court experts, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated. Even the top ten Nascent Divinity Tribulation experts had fled at the sight of him, let alone this group of Divine Court juniors.

 His eyes were fixed on Ye Tianxin while he lightly raised a hand. Right then, an overwhelming force grabbed Wang Fugui over like a giant hand.

 “AHH!”

 Wang Fugui lost control of his body, and his neck was clutched in Lu Zhou’s hand in the next instant.

 “Everyone in the world knows about the imperial token, so how could Murong Hai not identify it? You shouldn’t get in the way.”

 This man was indeed an assassin Ye Tianxin had planted in the Ci Family’s residence. When he saw Lu Zhou and Little Yuan’er for the first time, he was not sure if they were the villain and the patriarch of Golden Court Mountain. However, when he got the token, he confirmed everything and continued to act according to Ye Tianxin’s plan. He thought of assassinating Lu Zhou in the middle of the night, but he always felt that this old man was not the patriarch of Golden Court Mountain. He was afraid of the latter and also feared that he would ruin Ye Tianxin’s plan, so he did not do it.

 At the moment Lu Zhou unleashed the sword beams, they suddenly turned black, and dark clouds rolled in the sky.

 “The Sword Devil’s Destiny.”

 It was the Guiyuan Sword Technique, the famous ultimate skill of Yu Shangrong, one of the villains of Golden Court Mountain.

 Unfortunately, it was already too late by the time they realized it. Those black sword beams were too fast, and they shot over like a sudden downpour. Even Nascent Divinity Tribulation experts would not survive under the attack.

 There were no screams, no counterattacks, and no room to turn the situation around. The rain of black sword beams pierced their chests like arrows.

 Lu Zhou had perfectly demonstrated that all schemes and plots were useless in the face of absolute power.

 “Ding! You have killed 15 Divine Court cultivators and are rewarded with 3,000 merit points.”

 2Lu Zhou’s face was calm. There was no need to verify their death, and it was pointless to do so.

 He looked ahead as his figure flickered, and he disappeared together with the huge avatar in the next instant. It was one of his great divine abilities, the Soul Chase.

 …

 Ye Tianxin’s brow frowned tightly as she mustered all her energy to move the chariot. There were few in the world that could catch up with the chariot when it was flying at full speed, save for those who knew great divine abilities.

 However, Ye Tianxin was not a common cultivator. She was the master of the Derived Moon Palace, the leader of a power. A person of her status always had a backup plan.

 “Why is the old thing stronger than he was at his peak?” She could not figure it out.

 1The wind whistled in her ears and blew her face red. She had dismissed the energy shield so that the chariot could fly at its full speed. She looked back over her shoulder, worried. All she saw was the empty, blue sky.

“It seems that the old thing had unleashed his Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar just now.” Ye Tianxin’s lips twisted into a smile. “There’s still time…”

 She was about to make the chariot dive downward when she heard a buzzing noise. It was the resonance produced by the emergence of great energy.

 “Who goes there?”

 Ye Tianxin turned around. The chariot disappeared and waves of energy wrapped her up like water.

 Lu Zhou’s Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar was right in front of her, one hundred feet high and twenty feet wide, with eight leaves…no, with nine leaves beneath it. Its ninth leaf had bloomed!

 “You are an evil disciple.” Lu Zhou performed an incantation gesture.

 “Mas-master” Ye Tianxin’s eyes widened in disbelief.

 Under the pressure of the avatar, Lu Zhou’s hand seal transformed into a bright cage and fell down toward Ye Tianxin.

 “The Fiend Monk’s Hand Seal!”

 Ye Tianxin felt a deep sense of despair. ‘How much strength did this old man hide? He is stronger than any experts I’ve met!’

 His first attack was already the strongest move.

 “Amorous Hoop!” Ye Tianxin’s indomitable spirit drove her to counterattack, and a weapon that gleamed like the moon appeared.

 Lu Zhou said faintly, “I gave you the weapon, and I can take it back anytime I want!”

 1The Fiend Monk’s Hand Seal suddenly changed its course. Ye Tianxin was not its target!

 “Come back!”

 “No!” Ye Tianxin screamed.