My Disciples Are All Villains

Lu Zhou’s impression of the Clarity Sect and Righteous Sect was not good to begin with. He was already showing them great mercy by not holding them accountable for bringing Zhao Yue here. How dare they ask him to defend them? He thought these people deserved it if Kong Yuan came looking for them.

At this moment, Little Yuan’er who was carrying Zhao Yue returned to Lu Zhou’s side.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators began to speak up one after another.

“Master, please don’t do this!”

“Zhao Yue is the fifth disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion’s old villain. She has committed many crimes. If she’s not dealt with, she’ll bring calamity to the world!”

“Please reconsider your decision, master!”

Lu Zhou sneered inwardly. A few moments ago, they were asking him to defend them, and now, they were asking him to reconsider his action. ‘They should weigh their own worth on the scale. It’s indeed true that the Noble Path is filled with sanctimonious pricks.’ After a while, he said coldly, “Is there anyone who has a problem with me taking her away?”

The cultivators seemed to have been put between a rock and a hard place. “Err…”

However, the Fiend Temple’s Third Seat said coldly, “Aren’t you being too lenient by just locking them up?”

“Then, what would you have us do?”

Duan Xing said, “Remove the weed by pulling up its roots to prevent any mishaps in the future.”

The cultivators from the Clarity Sect and Righteous Sect looked at Duan Xing in shock. Since they took pride in being on the Noble Path, they, naturally, would not do such a thing.

However, the Fiend Temple did not have such qualms.

The Noble Path’s cultivators did not say anything as though by remaining silent they were giving their tacit approval.

The fury of the Fiend Temple, inspired by the ordeal they went through that was caused by the Brahman Lullaby, would find its outlet in these monks.

…

Lu Zhou steered Bi An and navigated through the clusters of buildings on the holy altar. Unbeknownst to him, a figure had stepped out from behind a random building.

The figure belonged to none other than Jiang Aijian. A conflicted expression could be seen on his face as he looked at Bi An’s retreating back. He muttered under his breath, “That’s impossible… His cultivation base is clearly at the middle stage of the Sense Condensing realm! How can he be a great master of the Buddhist Sect?!”

Jiang Aijian stroked his chin as he fell into another dilemma. “Should I go after him? Will I be reduced to dush? However, he’s a senior monk so he probably won’t kill me on a whim, right? Hmmm, the Old Mister seems like a nice person, I’m sure there won’t be any problem.”

When Jiang Aijian looked up, Bi An had already vanished from his sight. He did not even know which direction the beast was headed. He was stunned. He turned around in a circle. ‘Who am I? Where the f*ck am I? What was I going to do again?’

…

Lu Zhou did not head toward Golden Court Mountain. Instead, he flew toward Runan City. Although he had found Zhao Yue, there were still many questions that needed answering.

Lu Zhou dismounted from Bi An before dismissing Bi An when they were near Runan City. After all, Bi An would attract too much attention.

Lu Zhou and Little Yuan’er brought Zhao Yue with them back to the inn. When they entered, the innkeeper was even more excited to see them compared to his own parents. He ran up to Lu Zhou before kneeling and kowtowing.

“My lord, you’ve finally returned! If you arrive any later, I would’ve lost my head!”

Lu Zhou said suspiciously, “What do you mean?”

“The officer has told me that you’re from the palace… I’ve acted impertinently toward you, and that’s a great crime!”

“No matter.” Lu Zhou waved his hand. He motioned for Little Yuan’er to bring Zhao Yue into the room. He had no need to argue with an innkeeper.

Lu Zhou took a few steps up the stairs before turning around. He asked coldly, “Did you find the culprit?”

The innkeeper shook his head and said, “The officer would never reveal such information to me. I truly don’t know.”

Lu Zhou nodded. He stroked his beard as he went up the stairs.

After the incident at the holy altar, Lu Zhou could rule out Jiang Aijian. That sword freak, Chen Wenjie, was fighting against a Clarity Sect’s elite so he could not have been the culprit as well. That left him two other possibilities. It was either his second disciple, Sword Devil Yu Shangrong, or the Luo Sect’s Luo Changqing.

Luo Changqing was currently in the northern regions of Great Yan. It would take him some time to get here. The possibility of him being the culprit was not high.

Lu Zhou stopped and looked at the corner where Zhuo Ping had been killed. ‘Yesterday… my second disciple, Sword Devil Yu Shangrong, was merely dozens of meters away from me?’

“Master,” Little Yuan’er called out.

“What’s the matter?”

“Senior Sister has woken up…”

Lu Zhou nodded. He walked up the stairs with a stern expression. “That evil disciple! I’ve truly outdone myself this time!”