Invincible Teacher's
Chapter 141: The Visit of the Red Cloak

When his subordinates heard this, they bowed and retreated silently.

Si Wuya walked towards the Divine Capital with his hands on his back.

…

Divine Capital.

In the quiet courtyard of the Changning General Mansion.

Wei Zhuoyan was relaxing in the recliner and enjoying the warm sunlight on her skin.

"General, our people have reached Tangzi City" said a servant next to him.

Wei Zhuoyan nodded and said indifferently, “This is just a formality. All we have to do is accompany them along the way. Sending a number of men and cultivators to the Evil Sky Pavilion was no different from sending them to their deaths. If he likes to hit rocks with eggs, then, let him do it.”

“You're right, General. However, that woman is currently His Majesty's favorite. We can't provoke him.”

Wei Zhuoyan snorted. “I want to see how long he will remain a favorite. His subordinate, Chen Zhu, was one of the Three Divine Archers of the Capital. However, he had just lost his life in the Grand Magic Formation when he went to the Heaven Measuring River. Does he think I won't find out even though he's trying a lot to hide this from me? ”

"Master Chen Zhu is dead?"

“It's the same. I hate arrogant people like him. He thought he was invincible just because he could shoot some arrows, ” Wei Zhuoyan said.

"If you think it's good, General, then it's good."

“No one in the palace knows about this yet. Send someone to divulge this information to His Majesty.” Wei Zhuoyan said.

"Understood." After a while, the waiter looked doubtful before he said, “However, I was curious. Chen Zhu was a Six Leaf God Archer. He never missed a single shot. Who could kill him?”

Wei Zhuoyan shook his head and said, “I have also thought about it. Unfortunately, there are too few clues about the battle in the Heaven Measuring River. Activation of the Supreme Magic Formation was tantamount to destroying all evidence. We have no way of uncovering the truth. However, since that person was able to kill Chen Zhu. I hope he is not my enemy.”

“You are an important officer of the empire who has great military power, General. Who would dare make you an enemy?” The waiter said ungratefully.

Unfortunately, Wei Zhuoyan seemed unmoved by his flattery. With the position he held, he was already used to all sorts of flattery. He only chuckled before saying, “The Evil Sky Pavilion is strong. They cannot be taken lightly.”

“General, the Evil Sky Pavilion has sent a message demanding that you acknowledge your crimes. They obviously take us lightly. Of the nine Evil Sky Pavilion disciples, the first disciple was the Nether Sect Master, Yu Zhenghai. His power is unexpected. Why don't we cooperate with the Nether Sect?” The waiter said softly.

Wei Zhuoyan was a little surprised, but she was not angry. He said calmly, “Her Highways and Evil Paths will never tolerate each other. Don't bring this up again.”

…

Meanwhile, Wei Zhuoyan's people and the red-robed cultivators had gathered in Tangzi City.

“Master, Tangzi City is not far from Golden Court Mountain. We will be able to reach the mountain today, ” said a soldier to the red-robed cultivators.

“No need to rush.” A red-robed cultivator waved his hand. He waltzed into the perimeter of Tangzi City and scanned the surroundings.

The dense forest had hidden the Golden Court Mountain. The plains have been converted into fertile farmland by the residents of Tangzi City.

"We will march to the Golden Court Mountain at first light," said the red-robed cultivator.

"Understood!"

The red-robed cultivator who had spoken waved at the other red-robed cultivator. There were about 30 of them, and they gathered and stood in three rows.

3,000 horsemen stood behind them.

However, the 30 red-robed cultivators did not walk into the city. Instead, they walked along the plains.

The 3,000 horsemen were confused by the actions of the cultivators.

The red-robed cultivators began to accelerate their pace. Soon after, their feet left the ground, looking like ghosts hovering above the farmland. It was a terrible sight.

At this moment, the red-robed cultivators released strange energies from their bodies, scaring the birds to fly and the beasts to hide.

The red-robed cultivators changed the formation; from three rows to one line before forming a semicircle before they marched to the Golden Court Mountain.

In the blink of an eye, the 30 red-robed cultivators disappeared.

3,000 horsemen exchanged looks. Feeling helpless, they had no choice but to set up camp near Tangzi City.

…

Midnight.

The sound of wind roaring, wailing, and crackling flames rang out from the direction of the Golden Court Mountain. The sounds lasted all night.

…

"M-My master!" When the cavalry soldier's military officer woke up, he was startled by the presence of the red-robed cultivators.

A red-robed cultivator said calmly, "Let's go."

…

The Evil Sky Pavilion.

Lu Zhou glanced at the progress of the box opening under the mission tab. This shows 4/6. In other words, there were two unused weapons in the box. One of them was the Amorous Hoop he owned. According to Mingshi Yin, all that was left was his first disciple, Yu Zhenghai, Jasper Saber. He got up slowly and closed the system dashboard.

“Yuaner.”

Little Yuan'er ran in from outside and said, "Master, you called?"

"Some news from Jiang Aijian?"

"No," Little Yuan'er said as he shook his head.

“Maybe he's busy trying to get his Dragonsong.” Lu Zhou stood with his hands on his back and went down the stairs.

Little Yuan'er walked towards Lu Zhou obediently and supported him.

At this moment, a female cultivator walked slowly into the large hall. “Master Pavilion. Someone from the palace requested an audience. ”

"Who is this?" Lu Zhou asked calmly.

Little Yuan'er added, "If everyone is allowed to meet master, my master will be exhausted to death."

The female cultivator bowed and said, "He was sent by Wei Zhuoyan."

"Where is Wei Zhuoyan?"

"He's not here. However, the red-robed cultivator seemed to have a deep cultivation base. ”

Little Yuan'er said, "Master, why don't I go down and fight him?"

Lu Zhou waved his hand and rejected Little Yuan'er's proposal. He said calmly, “Let them in. I will leave this in the hands of Mingshi Yin. I'm tired."

"Understood."

Mingshi Yin, Zhao Yue, and Duanmu Sheng rushed into the large hall when they heard the news.

While the visitors had yet to arrive, Duanmu Sheng bowed and said, “Master, this Wei Zhuoyan thinks too highly of herself. He looked down at our Evil Sky Pavilion. I asked permission to go to the Divine Capital and kill this bastard. ”

“...” Mingshi Yin glanced at her Third Senior Sister.

Before Lu Zhou could say anything, Hua Wudao who came over a little later said, “I praise your courage, Third Master, but the Divine Capital is heavily guarded and filled with elites. It was said that Wei Zhuoyan's cultivation base was at least six leaves. Naturally, the Third Master Divine Technique was also extremely powerful. However, a pair of fists could barely beat four hands. It is best not to act rashly for now. ”

Lu Zhou nodded as he stroked his beard and said, “Older Hua has a point. Old Third, I hear you have been arguing with Elder Hua lately? ”

Duanmu Sheng bowed and said, "Yes, it's been."

"good. The Six Compatible Daoist Mudras of Elder Hua were peerless. If you can break it, your strength will increase by leaps and bounds, ” Lu Zhou said.

"I'll work hard."

Elder Hua coughed again and said. “Of course it's good to guide the juniors, but I'm getting older, and I can't compete too often.”

Duanmu Sheng cupped his fists toward Elder Hua and said, "Then, let's reduce the frequency from three times a day to twice a day..."

"Nh ..." Elder Hua's old face flushed red. Hua Wudao was unable to find a way to voice his suffering. He had to argue day by day with someone who would fight more bravely when he lost.

Lu Zhou spoke with his hands on his back, “The best thing is to do it once every three days. You will not be able to handle it if it is too often. ”

"Yes sir."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master."

At this moment, two red-robed cultivators escorted by a female cultivator sauntered into the large hall from outside.

Their robes covered their bodies from head to toe. Their steps are steady and stable. Their hands are crossed. A few soldiers carrying a box followed them from behind.

“Greetings, Mr. Pavilion. I am Wu Sheng.”

“Greetings, Mr. Pavilion. I'm Wu Guan.”