Chapter 18
Lu Zhou furrowed his brow when he saw Mingshi Yin: His fourth disciple’s loyalty had dropped to 58%. Clearly, there was a problem.
Anyhow, he kept a straight face, waiting for the cat to jump.
Meanwhile, Mingshi Yin continued, “After killing those mounted brigands, I immediately sent a letter back with a bird. Then, I went to Tiger Ridge and met Eighth Junior Brother…No, I met the traitor Zhu Honggong! And, I taught him a lesson.”
He was done reporting, so he waited for Lu Zhou’s response. When he saw that the latter’s face was indifferent and he seemed to be thinking about something, he added, “Every word I said is true, and I dare not to lie to Master.”
“You have done a good job!”
“Thank you, Master.”
“But…”
BOOM!
A blast of energy hit a cliff wall, causing boulders to tumble down the mountain with a rain of crushed stones.
It was a powerful punch!
Mingshi Yin descended and landed on the ground. Behind him, it took a while for the rumble of the boulders to quiet down.
“Master, can you please tell me the flaw in my punch?”
If truth be told, Lu Zhou saw nothing; he could not catch up with Mingshi Yin’s speed at all with his current cultivation base. It was too fast, as hundreds of punches were being thrown out in just one second.
What guidance could he give?
Lu Zhou began to search in his memory. The fist style was indeed taught to Mingshi Yin by Ji Tiandao, and similar to the cultivation technique, he did not teach the other the script of the last level.
There was no problem with Mingshi Yin’s fist style. It was just that it was not backed by the last set of scripts. Therefore, its power was greatly reduced.
At the end of the day, it was a matter of choice.
As the saying went, ‘When disciples master the knowledge, their master would lose his job.’
Lu Zhou thought for a moment, and then he said, “You have cultivated this fist style to perfection. I can see no problem.”
“Ah?”
“Old Fourth…” Lu Zhou walked over and raised his hand slightly, which made Mingshi Yin panic.
Plop!
Mingshi Yin dropped to his knees and said, “I…I was wrong…I beg your pardon, Master!”
Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he sighed and said, “I have taught you how to cultivate, but I never taught you how to behave. You might be able to fool some kids with your little tricks, but how dare you use them on me!”
“I was wrong! I dare not deceive Master!” Mingshi Yin kowtowed as cold sweat trickled down his cheeks and a chill ran down his back. ‘Master had seen it all!’ He thought that everything he had done with Zhu Honggong was learned by Lu Zhou.
“Old Third!” Lu Zhou attached some energy in his voice. As he expected, Duanmu Sheng drifted over from nearby.
“Greetings, Master!”
“Since you are here, stand in the open and watch. Do you think I don’t know that you were hiding in a corner?”
“Please forgive me, Master!” Duanmu Sheng dropped to his knees as well with guilt filling his heart.
As he looked at how the two disciples shivered in fear, Lu Zhou realized in that moment that Ji Tiandao had planted seeds of horror in their hearts. After all, if they were common villains, they would have jumped up and fought back.