Invincible Teacher's
Chapter 144: They Deliberately Reveal Information

“Pan Zhong is from Clarity Sect. He had only studied the Three Yin Styles. When he was kicked out of the Daoist Society, he had a bitter cold. He went around looking for medicine. White magic can treat a bitter flu, but the treatment is rejected. He has held a grudge against witchcraft ever since. However, I did not expect him to join the Evil Sky Pavilion, ” Wu Sheng said.

"I don't think I'd ever feel at peace if I didn't kill this guy."

“Let's report this first. Pan Zhong... will die in time.” Wu Sheng glanced at the Evil Sky Pavilion again. He gave the order, and the dozens of red-robed cultivators continued towards Tangzi City.

The 3,000 horsemen felt like headless flies as they followed the cultivators around. Even though they were trained warriors, they were still third-rate fighters compared to these cultivators.

Wu Sheng knew that Wei Zhuoyan was only comforting them. Therefore, he did not care if these people had any real combat skills.

Amidst their journey, the cultivators, led by Wu Sheng and Wu Guan, flew towards the plains. "Wait here."

3,000 horsemen had to stop and wait. The military officer looked at them suspiciously.

"What are they doing?"

"Who knows. They are a mysterious group. As long as we don't have to go to the Evil Sky Pavilion, I will do anything!”

"Yes, you can boldly enter the Evil Sky Pavilion, but you won't be able to leave with your life intact."

While they were talking, the 30 red-robed cultivators disappeared. At this moment, they were gathered in a vast place. They're moving on a winding road. This went on for about two hours before Wu Sheng raised his hand and said, "Gather up."

"Sister, the Communication Formation is complete."

“Hmm. Let's start."

"Understood."

At this moment, a faint purplish circle appeared under Wu Sheng's feet.

The other red-robed cultivators surrounded Wu Sheng.

Bzz!

The magic formation appeared.

Under the support of 30 cultivators, the Formation seemed to have been activated instantly.

Wu Sheng looked at the magic circle. It quickly flew into the air and formed a dome above everyone present at the scene.

Wu Sheng kneeled. “Mrs Mo.”

A voice sounded from the magic circle.

“How is the situation?”

“There are two things I have to report. First, Lord Chen Zhu was killed by the Evil Sky Pavilion.”.

"What did you say?!"

The magic circle is vibrating.

“Ji Tiandao has admitted it himself. That's right,” Wu Sheng replied in a trembling voice.

A deep laugh sounded from the magic circle. One could not tell whether the person was laughing happily or angry.

Wu Sheng did not seem surprised. It seemed like she was already used to Lady Mo Li's mood swings. Instead, he continued to say, "Secondly, I discovered that Ye Tianxin, the sixth disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion, was a Bai!"

"Very good."

"Third, I told the Evil Sky Pavilion about Cheng Huang's secret as an offer to reconcile."

No angry objections. Instead, the voice said indifferently, “You are always careful. Continues."

“Ji Tiandao's life is running out. If he found out about Cheng Huang, he would definitely look for her in a panic. This information is very valuable to him. I'm sure Ji Tiandao will trust the sincerity you want to make peace with, Miss,” Wu Sheng said.

"As expected, you didn't disappoint me."

“We have laid the groundwork for the Great Formation five miles north of Tangzi City. We will finish it soon,” Wu Sheng said.

"Then, proceed with the original plan."

"Understood."

"We must avenge Chen Zhu."

"Understood."

“Last... I hope Wei Zhuoyan can be a scapegoat.”.

"Understood."

Wu Sheng continued to accept that order.

The feet of the 30 red-robed cultivators left the ground, and they floated in succession.

Wu Sheng looked around into the desolate surroundings. "Continue to lay the Formation."

"Understood."

…

Meanwhile, Wei Zhuoyan's 3,000 horsemen had no idea that these red-robed cultivators had no intention of returning to the Divine Capital. They kept waiting in this place, pacing back and forth. It felt as if they had to stay here forever.

…

In a distant forest.

The green-clothed swordsman, Yu Shangrong, smiled faintly and muttered to himself, "Interesting." Then, he disappeared.

…

Meanwhile, in the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Lu Zhou's expression remained indifferent.

“Master, they are the descendants of the Ten Shamans. I'm afraid they have ulterior motives!” mingshi Yin.

Pan Zhong nodded and said, "They are very brave to keep a lion in its den."

"Fourth Young Brother is right," interrupted Duanmu Sheng.

When Little Yuan'er saw his master immersed in his thoughts, he spoke in a disdainful tone, “Master, we should not let them go. We should have arrested them and interrogated them under torture like we did Fan Xiuwen. I didn't think they could shut up at the time!

“…”

“Why is everyone staring at me? Did I say something wrong?" Little Yuan'er asked innocently.

"You are absolutely right, Ninth Miss!" Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng nodded simultaneously.

"Master, haven't I grown a lot?"

Lu Zhou looked at Little Yuan'er calmly and said, “Of course, I know they deliberately revealed that information. Chen Zhu was one of the Three Divine Archers of the Capital. He was a true Six-leaf elite. Chen Zhu's death had dealt a huge blow to Mo Li. He will not let this matter stop. Moreover, we have stirred up hatred with what happened to Zhao Yue.” Although they had never met in person through their fights before, he could tell from his opponent's methods that he was not a kind-hearted person who would actually bury the axe and reconcile.

"Then why did you let them go, sir?"

“With them around, Wei Zhuoyan would not feel comfortable. Snipe fights the clams, and the fisherman catches them both, ” Lu Zhou said.

“... That's brilliant, sir!” Duanmu Sheng said solemnly.

Zhao Yue decided not to interfere. After all, he had made a mistake before. He could not force himself to offer such low-level flattery no matter what.

Lu Zhou looked around and found Hua Wudao missing. In the current Evil Sky Pavilion, he needed a talented person like Hua Wudao to offer some useful opinions.

"Where is Elder Hua?"

“Older Hua has been exhausted recently. He is resting in the western pavilion, ” said Duanmu Sheng.

"Very good."

Lu Zhou waved his hand and stood up. "Mingshi Yin."

"Yes sir."

"Remember to pick up the box in time," Lu Zhou said calmly.

“Master... That box should be in Old Seventh's hands now. If everything went well, Seventh Old should have gone looking for Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother. With my strength and cultivation base, even if I am a match for them, they might not be willing to open the box. ” Mingshi Yin scratched her head awkwardly.

Lu Zhou said, "Old Seventh is a smart person ..."

"Smart people will be able to open the box?"

"Smart people have one thing in common... They believe that they are perfect" Lu Zhou said.

Mingshi Yin gulped and lowered her head. When he analyzed Lu Zhou words, he thought to himself, 'Does master deliberately show his strength to warn me?'

Duanmu Sheng said, “You are right, sir. I think so too."

"..." - ".Mingshi Yin chimed in, "You're right, sir... After seven days have passed, I will visit Old Eighth and pick up the box."

…

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Above the mountains near Tiger Ridge, a huge flying chariot appeared slowly.