My Disciples Are All Villains

Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he shook his head slightly. Leng Luo was 200 years younger than Ji Tiandao. However, 300 years ago, Leng Luo was a great villain who committed every evil act imaginable. He was notorious for his cunning in the cultivation world. He burned, killed, robbed, and looted everywhere he went while humiliating others. However, this person usually operated alone and never worked with anyone else. He had committed many evil deeds on his own. He managed to escape with his life intact even though thousands of cultivators had gone against him. This earned him the top spot on the blacklist.

Ji Tiandao had fought this person to a draw previously. Although Ji Tiandao was older than Leng Luo, at that time, he had not reached the peak of his power yet. After he had reached the pinnacle of power, Ji Tiandao began accepting disciples with a vengeance. The name of Golden Court Mountain’s Evil Sky Pavilion shocked and resounded in the world. Soon after, Ji Tiandao rose to the top of the blacklist. It was at that time that Leng Luo seemed to have vanished without a trace.

In this world, only accomplished cultivators were able to live for more than 300 years. It was only natural that the younger generation had never heard of Leng Luo.

300 years ago, this person was at the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm with a Six-leaf Golden Lotus Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar. Now that 300 years had passed, what was his cultivation base like? Even if he made no progress over the centuries, he was certainly stronger than Mingshi Yin who had just recently attained his Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar. He was not someone Mingshi Yin could defeat.

Lu Zhou said solemnly, “Send word to Old Fourth. That man is extremely dangerous. Tell him to be careful.”

“Extremely dangerous?”

When Little Yuan’er heard this, she blinked and asked, “Master, should we summon Fourth Senior Brother back?”

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, “There’s no need for that.”

“Did you get him?”

This question was directed at the archer, Old Third.

Only users of the bow would know if the arrow had hit its target.

Old Third had a slight frown on his face. He fell silent for a moment before he finally replied, “No!” An elite could tell by their instincts.

“This person must be a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm elite!”

The black knights behind the Four Dark Knights shuffled around to shift formations.

The laughter rang in the air again. This time, it was accompanied by a mocking statement. “Nice shot.”

A black knight shouted, “Who’s there?!”

The voice rang in the air. “I’m a disciple of Golden Court Mountain’s Evil Sky Pavilion… Where’s the leader of the Black Knights, Fan Xiuwen?”

The Four Dark Knights exchanged glances. Although they were wearing masks, they could feel each other’s astonishment.

There was not a single soul under the heavens who did not know about the Evil Sky Pavilion.

“So, it’s a friend from the Evil Sky Pavilion…”

Upon hearing this, the person laughed before he said derisively, “Friend?” The voice seemed to come from all directions. The trees in the surroundings began to move as well.

“Where is Fan Xiuwen?!” This voice belonged to Mingshi Yin, the Evil Sky Pavilion’s fourth disciple.

Mingshi Yin was not only intelligent, but he was exceptionally cunning. This was a forest, this place was advantageous to his Bluewood Heart Technique. Even a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator with a Six-leaf avatar might not be able to capture him. In this place, he was king!

“The leader is in the Divine Capital, what business do you have with him?”

Mingshi Yin was displeased. He had made many inquiries before he finally found out the Black Knights were on a mission in the Eastern Capital. He had waited here the entire day, certain that the Black Knight would pass by. He thought to himself, I waited the entire day for the Four Dark Knights and a bunch of small fries?’

“Listen up! I’ll give you three days. The Evil Sky Pavilion wants to meet Fan Xiuwen… If he doesn’t show up, your fates will be the same as this tree!”

A towering tree suddenly snapped and fell, crashing toward the Black Knights.

The Black Knights were elite troops. They quickly retreated and dispersed.

The Four Dark Knights wrapped themselves with energy.

Bang!