
The sudden achievement points left Lu Zhou dumbfounded.
“A devout drug? Are all those evil disciples going out to do good deeds now?”
He was thinking about it when Little Yuan'er ran in from outside.
"Master, Fourth Senior Brother killed someone!"
Lu Zhou straightened up and said lightly, "What happened?"
Little Yuan'er told him what he heard and saw at the foot of the mountain. After listening to him, Lu Zhou frowned slightly. The female cultivators of Derived Moon Palace were Ye Tianxin's subordinates. They were now leaderless with him locked up behind a mountain, yet they still dared to come to the Golden Court Mountain. It seems they are braver than some of the men out there.
However, they were only a group of female cultivators, with the strongest being Divine Court cultivators. Lu Zhou thought that it would be very tiring for someone as old as him if he had to handle everything by himself.
"Only small things can you handle yourself" he said softly.
"Oh! Have a good rest, Master! I will keep an eye on Senior Brother, ” Little Yuaner said.
Lu Zhou leaned back on the chair and placed his forehead in hand while continuing to rest. “My head is already dizzy because of all the draws today, and I need a break. If I have time to deal with such a small thing, I might as well use it to figure out the draw pattern.”
At the foot of Golden Court Mountain…
Mingshi Yin smirked wickedly and said, “Why? Are you unhappy with me?”
It made the black-clothed cultivator startled. He was about to say something when a clear bell sounded from the ink-colored dragon carriage behind him. He endured his displeasure and flew back to the carriage while the other black-clothed cultivators formed an orderly line and waited quietly for orders.
Then, a voice echoed from the carriage, "Fourth Master, may I see your master?" His voice was not loud, but the accompanying energy could make the eight meridians Brahma Sea expert suffer.
Mingshi Yin replied disapprovingly, "My master won't entertain people like you."
“…”
The train was silent. Although the other black-clothed cultivators did not move, he could feel that they were all angry.
"Since I'm in a good mood today, you're all allowed to return to where you are now." Mingshi Yin was really in a good mood today, and she was telling the truth. However, the remark sounded like an insult in their ears.
Just as he was about to turn around and pass through the shield, he heard the sound of resonating energy.
Buzz!
The female cultivators of Derived Moon Palace slumped to the ground as they stared at the black avatar atop the dragon carriage in horror.
"Hmm?" Mingshi Yin looked up and saw the avatar of the Ink-colored Hundred Tribulations Vision, which was about fifty feet tall with a four-leafed lotus underneath. Under the power of the avatar, a magical resonance occurred with the black-clothed cultivators around the carriage, causing their aura to grow several times stronger.
"Fourth Master, am I qualified to meet your master now?"
Mingshi Yin frowned slightly. The man was extremely strong, and he knew that other than his master, only the eldest and second elder brothers were strong enough to deal with him. However, the Golden Court Mountain had long since lost its glory.
“Ah, Newborn God Tribulation expert! If you are here to show off your prowess, I'm afraid you are coming to the wrong place, ”he said coldly.
"I would never dare to do that," the voice grew louder. “I am Zuo Xinchan from the Fiend Temple, and I am here to plead an audience with Old Senior Ji. I hope Fourth Master can take me to your master. ”
As the voice faded, the surrounding black-clothed cultivators began to descend, and then an ink-coloured dragon carriage followed to land on the ground. Immediately, Zuo Xinchan walked slowly out of the carriage. He had a black and haggard face, as well as a pair of deep eyes, which made him seem like a malnourished little old man.
Mingshi Yin shook her head and thought, 'Is he trying to threaten and scare me?' However, when he was about to refuse, he heard Little Yuan'er's voice. "Fourth Sister ..." Little Yuan appeared outside the shield and said, "Master asked you to take them up the mountain."
Zuo Xinchan looked up slowly. When he saw Little Yuan'er hovering in the air, he nodded and said in awe, “Ah, Ninth Master! I've heard a lot about you!”
"Oh? Am I so famous?” Little yuan laughed.
"Ninth Master is more than famous," Zuo Xinchan said unhurriedly. “After joining the Golden Court Mountain at the age of ten, the Ninth Master only used ten days to step into the Mystical Enlightenment realm, three months to step into the Flavoring Calming realm, two years to open the eight meridians of the Brahma Sea realm, and three years to enter the realm of the Divine Court. I am sure that no one else in this world can become a genius greater than the Ninth Lord.”
Mingshi Yin fell silent as she thought, 'Is he really an expert who has an avatar with a four-leafed golden lotus? Why is he so good at flattering others?'
Little Yuan'er was very happy when he heard that, so he said with a smile, “You have a fluent tongue! Master said he will meet you in the big hall.”
Zuo Xinchan nodded slightly and glanced back from her shoulder. With that, the dozen cultivators retreated one more step.
After which, led by Mingshi Yin, he brought his four men and walked over to the shield. When she stepped past him, she paused for a moment, causing the female cultivators of the Moon Origin Palace to tremble in fear. He snorted at them before going up the mountain.
…
In the grand hall of the Evil Sky Pavilion, Lu Zhou sat on a throne overlooking the audience. It had been a long time since he had last sat on the chair, and he felt somewhat cold and uncomfortable. Duanmu Sheng, Zhou Jifeng, and Pan Zhong stood to his left and right.
Before long, Mingshi Yin led Zuo Xinchan into the large hall.
"Zuo Xinchan from the Fiend Shrine gave her greetings, Senior Ji!" he cupped his fists as he said that.
Lu Zhou glanced at him and did not say a word. The big hall was silent. Since the evil patriarch did not speak, no one dared to make a sound or even move.
After a while, he finally said, "Please sit down."
"Thank you!"
Zuo Xinchan sat on a chair, and she finally had a chance to stare at the world-shaking evil patriarch. He did not dare to actively sense the cultivation level of a mighty expert, so he only briefly assessed it with his intuition. To him the aura of the evil patriarch was rather ordinary. However, it was a common practice to hide one's cultivation base in the cultivation world, so he wasn't surprised.
Then, he looked around. The great hall was neither luxurious nor grand. In fact, it looked like an ordinary sect without anything unusual.
This was the Evil Sky Pavilion, a lair of villains that frightened many people.
"What do you want from me?" Lu Zhou stroked his beard and asked.
Zuo Xinchan cupped her fists and said, “I have long heard about the great reputation of Golden Court Mountain. There are three things I wish to discuss with Old Senior today. In the past, the Origin Moon Palace had attacked the Fiend Temple many times. I am happy to know that Old Senior has captured their palace master. He deserved all the punishment from his master. However, I hope Old Senior can let me have another female cultivator. ”
He stopped, but before he could continue with the second thing, Duanmu Sheng shook the chains binding him and said, “The Origin Moon Palace was set up by the traitor of Golden Court Mountain. You have no right to punish them.”
"Third Master has a point ..." Zuo Xinchan did not argue with him. Instead, he continued, “The second thing is the task entrusted to me by the Clarity Sect. Pan Zhong was a traitor of the Clarity Sect, and they had given the Fiend Shrine the right to deal with him. Maybe you don't know, but Pan Zhong showed interest in joining the Fiend Shrine not too long ago. A man who changed his mind constantly was not qualified to stand inside the Evil Sky Pavilion … "
Duanmu Sheng wanted to refute Zuo Xinchan again, but Lu Zhou slowly raised his hand and stopped him. "Continue."
Zuo Xinchan bowed slightly and said, "If we can both agree on the third thing, we can forget the first two things." As he said, he got up and his voice grew louder. “We, the Fiend Temple and the Golden Court Mountain are on the same ship, hated by the so-called true sects. Their top ten experts had fought many battles with Old Senior, and their strength increased instead of decreasing. If the Evil Sky Pavilion is willing to join hands with the Fiend Temple.
“Bullsh*t!” Duanmu Sheng suddenly cursed.