Chapter 114 - I’m Not the Same Person Anymore
Inside the hidden chamber.
Lu Zhou continued bombarding the mysterious box with his energy blasts. The box remained unaffected, not even a scratch could be seen on it.
‘A box that can’t be opened… What’s the meaning of this? I spent 2,000 merit points for nothing?’ Lu Zhou bent down and studied the box carefully. Other than the grooves on the box, there was nothing special about it.
Lu Zhou remembered his weapon, Unnamed. ‘What will happen to this sturdy box if I use Unnamed on it?’ He raised his right hand slightly. The exquisite and refined sword, Unnamed, materialized in his hand. He waved it casually.
Bang!
Unnamed collided with the mysterious box.
Sparks flew everywhere!
Lu Zhou’s first reaction was to inspect Unnamed. There were no scratches on it. Then, he looked at the box. Just like Unnamed, it was untouched. The only change was a fine scratch on its surface. When Lu Zhou blinked, the scratch mark was gone. It was as though it had melted away. It was apparent that Unnamed was superior. However, this box’s material was extremely peculiar. It was capable of restoring itself.
“Master, you’ve become younger again,” Little Yuan’er said with a smile.
Lu Zhou chided her, “If you have the time to flatter me, you should be spending them cultivating. You should follow your Fourth Senior Brother’s example.”
“Oh, alright.” Little Yuan’er nodded obediently.
The duo entered the Evil Sky Pavilion’s great hall.
Zhou Jifeng, Pan Zhong, and the Derived Moon Palace’s female cultivators were present in the great hall.
Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin were standing at the side.
“Pavilion Master, Hua Wudao will be here soon,” a female cultivator said with a bow.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly. He suddenly remembered that Zhao Yue was still inside the Cave of Reflection. He asked, “How’s Zhao Yue’s repentance coming along?”
Mingshi Yin bowed and said, “Fifth Junior Sister has been reflecting on her past conducts daily.”
“Did the witchcraft spell worsen?” Lu Zhou was more interested in this.
“Not for now.”
Lu Zhou nodded. The power of witchcraft was peculiar. For the time being, it only seemed to be suppressing Zhao Yue’s cultivation base. However, the elite from the palace might have planted something else. “Keep a close eye on her.”
“Understood.”
At this moment, a female cultivator led an old cultivator and a middle-aged cultivator inside the great hall, catching everyone’s attention immediately.
The old man who looked to be in his 70s had a slight hunch. His appearance was extremely ordinary. The man who stood next to him was only slightly younger than him and carried a huge blade with him.
The middle-aged man was clearly nervous. He kept glancing around his surroundings as soon as he entered the great hall.
The old man, on the other hand, was unperturbed. His expression was solemn as he moved at a neither slow nor rushed speed.
‘Is this Hua Wudao who fought the Evil Sky Pavilion’s patriarch many years ago?’
As they walked to the center of the great hall, the old man did not kneel. Instead, he cupped his hands together and said, “We meet again.”
The other disciples frowned at this.
Lu Zhou looked at the old man. “You may sit.”
Hua Wudao took him up on his offer. He sat down and said, “I should’ve paid you a visit earlier. However, I was tied up by other matters and delayed my visit to this day.”
Lu Zhou stroked his beard. He was in no hurry as he spoke indifferently, “Hua Wudao, you’re from the Yun Sect. The Noble and Fiend Paths have never tolerated each other since ancient times. Aren’t you afraid that I might kill you for coming to the Evil Sky Pavilion at a time like this?”
Hua Wudao replied calmly, “I might be afraid if this had been in the past… However, I’m not the same person anymore. I’ve been through life and death… If I were afraid, I wouldn’t be here today.”