My Disciples Are All Villains

Lu Zhou could clearly see that Fan Xiuwen was shaking. “The condition is simple… From this day onward, you’ll have to be loyal to the Evil Sky Pavilion.”

The room fell silent.

Fan Xiuwen stopped shaking and seemed to have regained his composure. He did not speak, but a self-mocking expression could be seen on his face as though he wondered what use he would be in his current state. He was aware of his situation. The leader of the Black Knights, the first on the blacklist… all those were meaningless now.

Little Yuan’er kept her distance since she was frightened by Fan Xiuwen’s appearance.

Fan Xiuwen was as dark as charcoal. He looked more like a monster than a human at this moment. Apart from being gravely injured, it was highly likely that his cultivation base had been crippled. He was useless now. Was there a need for the grand Evil Sky Pavilion to accept someone like him?

Little Yuan’er had difficulty understanding her master’s decision as well. Naturally, she did not dare to question it. ‘Master must have his own reason for doing this.’

“If you agree, I have ways to save you…”

Upon hearing Lu Zhou’s words, Fan Xiuwen trembled. He mustered all his strength and lifted his head. He wanted to look at Lu Zhou. Alas, his injuries were too severe and he ended up slumping to the ground again. As he fell back on the ground, a wisp of a voice escaped from his mouth, “Sure.” A single syllable was all he was capable of speaking at this moment.

Clarity Sect?

Lu Zhou continued, “Mo Li was from the Clarity Sect?”

“That’s right.”

Pan Zhong had studied witchcraft before this. He had said that many elders and seniors in the sect would adamantly refuse to discuss or mention witchcraft.

“Mo Li, Mo Qi…” Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back as he uttered the two names.

It would have been fine if Lu Zhou did not mention those names.

Upon hearing the names, Leng Luo’s expression turned sour. It was clear that he was disgusted.

Lu Zhou glanced at him and asked, “You’ve led the Black Knights for so long, do you know what her cultivation base is like?”

Leng Luo shook his head and said, “I’ve never seen her make a move… However, I don’t think she’s any weaker than Wu Xian when he was within the Grand Predecessor Formation…”

Within the Grand Predecessor Formation, Wu Xian merely possessed 70 to 80% of his strength. With this, Lu Zhou deduced Mo Li’s cultivation base was likely comparable to a Seven or Eight-leaf avatar.

It seemed like the Clarity Sect was a place where there were crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Compared to them, the Righteous Sect paled greatly. The two sects were of the same Path, but their strength was starkly different.

At this moment, Duanmu Sheng’s voice suddenly rang from afar. “Master, I’ve locked Wei Zhuoran up… His true cultivation base is only in the Divine Court realm. Even if we give him wings, it would be difficult for him to escape.”

Lu Zhou nodded.

Duanmu Sheng continued, “Also, Old Seventh sent a letter.”

“What did he say?”

For Si Wuya to send them a letter at this juncture…

“The Righteous Sect’s Zhang Chunlai led a group of people to attack Old Eighth. Their effort ended in failure…”

Lu Zhou was puzzled as he said, “With Old Eighth’s strength… how could he have possibly withstood the onslaught?”

“Old Seventh didn’t mention anything about this in his letter… He also said that Zhang Yuanshan has already gone to the Clarity Sect. They originated from the same sect after all. The Clarity Sect has sworn to bathe Old Eighth’s Tiger Ridge in blood and avenge Zhang Chunlai,” Duanmu Sheng said.

Lu Zhou listened indifferently as though it was some insignificant news. He seemed amused as he said, “He brought this unto himself. He can’t blame anyone for this.”