My Disciples Are All Villains

“Here they come!” Lu Zhou said as he looked at the crimson flying chariot.

 Meanwhile, Little Yuan’er’s free and easy look disappeared when she saw the chariot, and she said timidly, “That’s Senior Sister’s flying chariot!” After that, she walked to Lu Zhou’s side and stood by his elbow, putting her hands around his arm.

 “Don’t be afraid!” Lu Zhou waved his hand.

 “Oh!” Little Yuan’er found on second thought that he was right. ‘Why should I be afraid when Master is here?’

 She had brought her father back. It was a pity that he was in a coma and could not witness the spectacle. As for Pan Zhong, he looked more surprised than confused, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

 On the side, Murong Hai felt like he was dreaming. ‘Hallucinations…This must be all a hallucination!’ he thought while pinching himself hard on the cheek.

 There were numerous cultivators in the world, and one who had opened all eight meridians of the Brahma Sea realm was already an expert. When a cultivator stepped into this realm, he could float in the air, and when he opened all eight meridians, he could fly in the sky.

 Therefore, how could he not be shocked when he saw so many experts flying in the sky? ‘Are Brahma Sea experts so worthless?’

 In addition, those who could control flying swords were cultivators who had opened at least eight meridians, and many of them were actually Divine Court experts. Moreover, there was a flying chariot here as well.

 A flying chariot was a symbol of status, and only the leader of a power could usually own one. As for mounts, especially legendary mounts, it took strength, luck, reserves, and timing to catch one, which made it an existence even more prestigious than a flying chariot.

 When the top ten experts besieged Golden Court Mountain with tens of thousands of cultivators, only the top ten experts owned flying chariots.

 Who was the expert in the crimson flying chariot?

 A brief moment later, the group of experts arrived on the scene and spread out into a semi-circle, looking ready to attack. Meanwhile, the chariot stopped and hovered behind them.

 Lu Zhou, Murong Hai, Little Yuan’er, and Pan Zhong all looked at it.

 Right then, a seductive voice rang out of it, “Little Junior Sister is getting more and more beautiful.”

 The familiar voice and tone made Little Yuan’er purse her lips and run back behind Lu Zhou again.

 ‘Little junior sister?’ Pan Zhong frowned. ‘Who can frighten this unruly little girl with a formidable cultivation base?’ However, in the next moment, he seemed to have recognized the owner of the crimson flying chariot. Realizing what was happening, he swallowed hard, and his fingers began to shiver.

 “Hmph, traitor! I’m not your Little Junior Sister!” Little Yuan’er said angrily.

 Hearing that, a peal of laughter echoed out of the chariot.

 “Little Junior Sister, you are still as innocent and lovely as ever!”

 At that moment, a Divine Court cultivator floating in midair on a flying sword cupped his fist toward the chariot and said, “Palace Master Ye, you told us that the old villain had relied on a secret drug to survive the last attack, and you secretly informed us with letters that he will be here. What I see now is only a little villain. What’s the meaning of this?”

 ‘Only a little villain?’ Lu Zhou could not help but wonder. ‘I’m only about ten years younger. Yes, my hair have grown darker, and my skin is tighter, but my facial features remain the same. Am I that hard to recognize?’

 The cultivator in the chariot laughed and said, “Open your eyes and have a good look.”

 “Oh?”

 The chariot moved up the air and upended. The cultivators could not help but look at it, holding their breaths.

 A lady in white clothes slowly fell from the sky like a fairy descending from heaven. Her aura was as calm as still water, but it also contained a fierce killing intent.

 Even though there was some distance between them, Lu Zhou still recognized her.

 ‘Ye Tianxin, Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm, 45% hostility.’

 She was his sixth disciple, currently the master of the Derived Moon Palace, who had her name heard by many. It was said that the Derived Moon Palace only had female cultivators, and every one of them was gifted. However, they all hated heartless, unfaithful men. No one knew the reason, and Lu Zhou could not find the answer in his memory either.

 2He glanced around and did not find any female cultivators. It was plain that she did not use her own people but outsiders, which was a clever idea.

 At that moment, the other cultivators landed as well, but they kept a distance from Ye Tianxin, for she was the fearsome Jadeface Shura.

 Lu Zhou clasped his hands behind his back and rested his eyes on Ye Tianxin. Her temperament and appearance reminded him of a poem:

 ‘The lotus grows in mud, yet is never contaminated by it.

 And she floats on waving water, yet never dances with it.’

 Lu Zhou was not in a hurry to do anything, because he felt that things were not so simple. They would not set a trap just to catch him. His villainous disciples were not so stupid.

 His eldest, second, fifth, seventh, and eighth disciples had not shown up. When he activated a peak-form experience card, he only had half an hour. He must try his best to take down the group of villainous disciples in his peak form.

 All eyes were focused on Ye Tianxin. She walked forward gracefully, and the cultivators parted to let her through. After taking ten steps, she stopped and smiled, resting her eyes on the only old man at the scene, “Master, you have fallen into a trap.”

 A hush fell over the crowd.

 The eyes, which were filled with either surprise, shock, doubt, or disbelief, shifted over to Lu Zhou at the same time, the old man who looked in his sixties or seventies.

 “This old man is the legendary and famous evil patriarch, who once slaughtered eighty thousand cultivators of Rongbei? Is there a mistake?”

 No one could believe it, because he looked different from the portrait. However, Ye Tianxin had personally pointed him out. She was the old villain’s sixth disciple, and she could not be wrong.

 Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

 The cultivators unsheathed their swords as if they were facing a formidable enemy and fixed their eyes on Lu Zhou.

 The atmosphere was a little bit bizarre and tense. Both sides stood eyeball to eyeball, but no one dared to strike first. It was also unusually quiet, so much so that everyone seemed to be able to hear each other’s heartbeats.

 At that moment, Murong Hai looked at the old man with a kind face and laughed. ‘He is the notorious villainous patriarch? Haha! You’d better kill me. You are all liars! Liars!’

 1With his hands clasped behind his back, Lu Zhou looked at Ye Tianxin and said calmly, “Since you have addressed me as Master, I’ll give you another chance. Come back to Golden Court Mountain. You will still be one of my nine disciples.”

 His reply shocked all the cultivators present. It was tantamount to admitting that he was the villainous patriarch!

 Ye Tianxin smiled and said, “Master, it is out of respect that I called you Master. As for going back to Golden Court Mountain, you have to ask them first.”

 The surrounding cultivators all gazed furiously at Lu Zhou.

 “Old villain, you are lucky to have won the last battle, but you won’t be so lucky this time!”

 “A secret drug is, after all, a secret drug…Every secret drug that can increase one’s cultivation base within a short time has side effects. Don’t worry, everybody!”

 “No wonder this old villain could use his energy in such a wanton way the last time!”

 “Old villain, now is the time for you to die! Surrender yourself!”

 The cultivators were aflame with indignation as they growled and snarled at Lu Zhou. However, he turned a deaf ear to them and just looked at the smiling Ye Tianxin as he asked, “How did you know for sure that I would be here?”

 Ye Tianxin clapped her hands, and someone handed her a portrait in response.

 “It’s hard to believe that the villainous patriarch who once held sway in the world would disguise himself.”

 Lu Zhou said nothing in response, so Ye Tianxin went on, “Master, would you believe me if I told you that I guessed it?”