Chapter 107 - Old Eighth, The Rascal!
Lu Zhou waved at Bi An.
The ferocious and terrifying Bi An instantly became extremely docile. It retracted its fangs and lowered its body.
Lu Zhou leaped onto Bi An’s back easily. “Yuan’er.”
“Coming.” Little Yuan’er thought that she would not be allowed on the mount. She hastily leaped on Bi An as well.
At this moment, Mingshi Yin remembered the legendary mount, Whitzard. He said tentatively, “Master… what about us?”
“Bring him with you and fly on your own,” Lu Zhou said indifferently as he pointed at Ding Fanqiu.
“…”
Sounds of intense fighting could be heard in the forest at this moment.
“Hm?” Lu Zhou stopped, feeling suspicious.
“Master, they’ve started fighting!” Little Yuan’er pointed at the cultivators among the trees.
They were all low-ranked cultivators. Their capacity to do harm was limited.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, “I think the rascal’s plans have been seen through.”
Little Yuan’er sounded impatient now as she said, “Master, quick, let’s go down… I want to fight as well!”
“Impudent!” Lu Zhou raised his voice. ‘I might be spoiling this young girl too much lately. She’s getting unrulier.’
When Lu Zhou raised his voice, Little Yuan’er’s shoulders drooped, and she said obediently, “I was wrong.”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The battle was chaotic. More and more cultivators joined in the fray. The disciples of the Green Jade Altar appeared in small groups, and they wore navy-blue robes. The opposition was being pushed back as their casualties rose.
At the moment Lu Zhou was about to descend, two figures shot past him at breakneck speed from below. One of the figures was quicker than the other.
Lu Zhou recognized one of the figures immediately. The one in the lead was none other than the Evil Sky Pavilion’s eighth disciple, Zhu Honggong. He traveled far and wide to look for Zhu Honggong, to think Zhu Honggong would deliver himself into his hand.
“Rascal!” Lu Zhou flicked a Binding Cage Card without hesitation! A golden cage shot out of his palm and dropped down immediately.
At the same time, Old Eighth, Zhu Honggong, suddenly felt a strange and dangerous energy closing in on him. He instinctively looked up, and his mind instantly turned blank! “No way! Ma-master? I’m dead!”