Chapter 121 - Releasing Zhao Yue
Lu Zhou kept his eyes on Fan Xiuwen. When he heard the news, he said calmly, “How unfortunate.” After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
The door closed again, plunging the room into darkness.
In the pitch-dark room, Fan Xiuwen’s eyes flickered with a faint bluish glow again. However, it only lasted a second before it disappeared.
…
Lu Zhou walked out of the north pavilion and saw a flustered Little Yuan’er. “Master, quick, quick, quick… Fifth Senior Sister is going mad!”
Lu Zhou shook his head. His expression remained the same as he said, “There’s no need to panic.”
The two of them walked to the Cave of Reflection that was located behind the mountain. When they arrived at the Cave of Reflection, many Derived Moon Palace’s female cultivators were already gathered there. Even Hua Wudao was watching nearby.
“…”
Pan Zhong came to a halt and looked around him. “Uh… is she alright now?”
Everyone else rolled their eyes.
‘The sun would have set a long time ago if we waited for you.’
Zhao Yue was brought to the south pavilion by two female cultivators.
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng walked up to Lu Zhou.
“Master, was Junior Sister Zhao Yue being controlled earlier?” Mingshi Yin asked with a lingering fear in his voice.
“Her heart was controlled by witchcraft.”
Hua Wudao walked up to them slowly. He cupped his fists slightly at Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou asked calmly, “Do you have something to say, Elder Hua?”
“The spell on Zhao Yue has been lifted. I think that person won’t be making any moves in the near future. When the spell is broken, if the spellcaster attempts to control the target again, but they’ll be hit by the recoil.”
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, “Elder Hua, do you know anything about this person?”
Hua Wudao heaved a long sigh and said, “I’ve only heard stories about this person.”
“I’m genuinely curious. You would rather stay here than rat out the Second Prince. Are you really doing this to keep the peace in Great Yan?” Lu Zhou asked as he stared at Hua Wudao intently.
“Uh…” Hua Wudao’s expression froze for a moment before he shook his head and said, “I’m afraid only the sect master and the Second Prince knows about this.”
Lu Zhou glanced at him and said, “So, the Yun Sect really has a dirty deal with the Imperial Family.”
“…” Hua Wudao’s wizened flushed red from embarrassment.
Lu Zhou said to Little Yuan’er, “Send word to Jiang Aijian. Tell him that the nice sword I’m giving him is worth the trouble of him coming here to retrieve it.”
‘Jiang Aijian?’ Hua Wudao found the name familiar. Jiang Aijian was a skilled swordsman, but even then, he was only a third-rate character in the cultivation world. Why would the Evil Sky Pavilion value him?