Invincible Teacher's
Chapter 119: I'm Not The Same Man Again

In the hidden room.

Lu Zhou continued to bombard the mysterious box with his burst of energy. The box remained unaffected, not even a scratch was visible there.

'The box that cannot be opened... What does this mean? I spent 2,000 merit points for nothing?' Lu Zhou bowed and studied the box closely. Other than the indentation on the box, there was nothing special about him.

Lu Zhou remembered his weapon, No Name. 'What would happen to this sturdy box if I used Unnamed on it?' He raised his right hand a little. A beautiful and delicate sword, No Name, appeared in his hand. He waved it casually.

Bang out!

Unnamed collides with a mysterious box.

Sparks fly everywhere!

Lu Zhou's first reaction was to check on Unnamed. No scratches on it. Then he saw the box. Just like Unnamed, it was untouched. The only change was the fine scratches on its surface. When Lu Zhou winked, his scratch marks disappeared. As if it had melted. It is clear that Unnamed is superior. However, the material of this box was very strange. It was able to recover itself.

Unnamed could even destroy a peak earth class weapon of the Dark Knight. This meant that the materials of this box were harder than heaven-grade materials.

Lu Zhou stood up. He decided to give up studying the box. Since the system sold this box to him, it would definitely be useful. There's no meaning in worrying too much about this. When the boat reaches the pier head, it will straighten itself. He was sure he would eventually find a way.

“Heavenly Writing.” Lu Zhou sat down with his legs crossed and began to understand the Heavenly Writings. During this time, he discovered that it was very easy to immerse himself in comprehending the Heavenly Writings. Moreover, he noticed that he no longer had to summon the scroll. Once he calmed down, the words Heavenly Writings would appear in his mind. The script and symbols would move and be repeated if necessary as if he were watching a movie.

…

Meanwhile, in the meeting hall at the Green Jade Altar in the True Sect.

The fifth elder, Zhang Chu, told in great detail all that had happened to Zhang Yuanshan, the Sect Master of the True Sect. His face was wet with tears and snot as he recounted the incident. The other elders could not help but shake their heads as they listened to him.

“Salt master, Ren Buping from the Fiend Temple deliberately took you away. This was clearly a plan to lure the tiger away from its mountain. Ji Tiandao took that chance and killed elder Zhang! I've said before that the people from the Fiend Path cannot be trusted!”

"Zhang Chu, are you sure it is Ji Tiandao and the Demon Sword Yu Shangrong from the Evil Sky Pavilion?" Zhang Yuanshan asked with his hands resting on his back.

“I am very sure.. Even if I lied, there were many disciples in the Green Jade Altar at that time. They can all be witnesses to this!” Zhang Chu raised his hand. "Look! My thumb was cut by the Devil Sword!”

The others were shocked.

"How did you survive the encounter with the Demon Sword?"

“I... i..”.

"Enough." Zhang Yuanshan snapped. The meeting hall became quiet.

The others did not dare to speak, they could only see their sect master.

Zhang Yuanshan frowned as she said loudly, “There are many flaws in this matter. We should not jump to conclusions before we get a better understanding of the issue. We will rule out the death of Zhang Qiuchi for now.”.

"Did Elder Zhang die in vain?"

"Why? Are you going to take his revenge? ” Zhang Yuanshan reply.

The meeting hall was silent again.

Who would dare to provoke the Evil Sky Pavilion? Even the fate of the Divine Capital's special forces, the Four Knights of Darkness, had remained unknown ever since they entered the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Zuo Xinchan from the Fiend Temple, the only elite in the world who entered the nascent Divinity Tribulation realm through the Zen Fiend died in the Evil Sky Pavilion. Who would dare to go there now? The only thing they can do is wait. They could only wait for Ji Tiandao's life to run out! When that day comes, the Evil Sky Pavilion will collapse.

…

Tangzi City, a dozen miles away from Golden Court Mountain.

An old man and a middle-aged man were resting at the table with a teapot.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before saying, “Master, are we really going to the Evil Sky Pavilion? I heard that they were all evil and crazy criminals. If something happens to you.”.

The old man sighed softly and shook his head. “I've hesitated many times over the last 20 years. Sometimes, I was afraid; sometimes, I was worried that I might embarrass the name of the Yun Sect. However, there was also a time when I was worried that Ji Tiandao would become too old to fight. At that time, I had to carry this knot in my heart to the grave. If that happens, even if I die, I won't be able to die quietly.”

“But the Noble Way and the Devil's Way do not tolerate each other.”

"If not for my status as the elder of the Yun Sect, why would I delay this matter to this day?" said the old man. When he saw the middle-aged man had nothing more to say, the old man sighed and said, “You are still young. There is no need for you to think of complicated things ... When you're my age, you'll understand everything. ”

"I really don't understand any of this, and I don't think I want to."

“Bad creatures! I've already decided. Don't bring this up again,” the old man said as he lowered his cup on the table.

…

Two days passed in just the blink of an eye.

During this time, Lu Zhou continued to understand the Heavenly Writings in the Evil Sky Pavilion. A familiar and comfortable mental state is restored.

He opened his eyes slowly and looked at his remaining achievement points on the system dashboard. He has 3,862 points left.

'Relying on the mission to obtain merit points seemed too slow.' Lu Zhou suddenly recalled that he could earn merit points if someone faithfully adored him! He thought it was time he gave his students something to do.

Lu Zhou was about to wake up when he heard Little Yuan'er's voice.

"Master, someone at the foot of the mountain, asked to meet you."

"Who is this?"

“Hua Wudao.”

Lu Zhou was a little surprised. He had not expected Hua Wudao to appear this fast. 'If he was here in the Evil Sky Pavilion despite being afraid of people stronger than him, he was brave enough.'

Crunch!

Lu Zhou pushed open the hidden room door and appeared with his hands on his back.

"Master, you are becoming even younger," Little Yuan'er said with a smile.

Lu Zhou reprimanded him, “If you have time to flatter me, you should spend them cultivating. You should follow the example of your Fourth Senior Brother. ”

“Oh, alright.” Little Yuan nodded obediently.

This duo entered the grand hall of the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Zhou Jifeng, Pan Zhong, and the female cultivators of the Moon Descendant Palace were present in the large hall.

Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin stood to the side.

"Pavillionaire, Hua Wudao will be here soon," said a female cultivator as he bowed.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly. He suddenly recalled that Zhao Yue was still inside the Reflection Cave. He asked, "How did Zhao Yue's conversion come?"

Mingshi Yin bowed and said, "Fifth Junior Sister has been pondering her past behavior every day."

"Did the magic spell deteriorate?" Lu Zhou was more interested in this.

"Not for now."

Lu Zhou nodded. Magic power is strange. For the time being, it seemed to have only suppressed Zhao Yue's cultivation base. However, the elites of the palace might have planted something else. “Supervise him well.”

"Understood."

At this moment, a female cultivator led an old cultivator and a middle-aged cultivator inside the great hall, immediately attracting the attention of everyone.

The old man who looked to be in his 70s had a slight premonition. His appearance is very ordinary. The man standing beside her was only slightly younger than her and carried a large knife with her.

The middle-aged man was clearly nervous. He continued to look at his surroundings as soon as he entered the large hall.

On the contrary, the old man was undaunted. His expression was solemn as he moved at a speed that was neither slow nor rushed.

'Was this Hua Wudao who fought the patriarch of the Evil Sky Pavilion all those years ago?'

As they walked into the middle of the large hall, the old man did not kneel down. 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 can sit.”

Hua Wudao accepted her offer. He sat down and said, “I should have visited you earlier. However, I was bound by other things and postponed my visit to today.”

Lu Zhou stroked his beard. He was in no hurry as he spoke nonchalantly, “Hua Wudao, you are from the Yun Sect. Noble and Fiend Paths had never tolerated each other since ancient times. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you for coming to the Evil Sky Pavilion at a time like this?”

Hua Wudao replied calmly, “I might be afraid if this happened in the past. I've been through life and death. If I was afraid, I wouldn't be here today.”.