My Disciples Are All Villains

Lu Zhou had fought with Meng Zhang before so he knew how strong ancient Saint slayers could be. It was reasonable that the Qin Yuan could kill 12 Feather tribesmen with just one move.

The cultivators who had never seen the might of an ancient Saint slayer before were completely shocked by this move.

Lu Zhou nodded slightly at the Qin Yuan and said, "Alright."

The Qin Yuan looked at the dismembered corpses on the ground and said, "How dare you act so presumptuously in front of Pavilion Master Lu?"

Lu Zhou looked at the palace in the northern city and said, "Is that all?"

There was no reply.

Everyone kept gulping; they had yet to return to their senses.

Yan Mu was the first to react. He mustered up his courage and flew toward Lu Zhou. Then, he bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, Senior Lu."

Lu Zhou asked, "Why are you here?"

Yan Mu sighed. "I was forced. After these birdmen came to Great Han, they injured the two Venerable Masters. Then, in the name of Saint Chen, they summoned everyone. That's why I came. Who knew it'd be these birdmen?"

"There are only 12 of them?" Lu Zhou asked.

"No, their leader seems to be called Elder Ming De. His method of doing things is really quite… brutal," Yan Mu said.

"So, it's really Ming De," Lu Zhou said.

"Senior Lu, do you know him?"

Lu Zhou did not answer Yan Mu. He recalled his time at the Great Abyss Land and felt slightly disgusted. Finally, he asked, "Where's he now?"

Yan Mu shook his head. "I don't know."

Upon hearing this, the Qin Yuan said sheepishly, "If I had known earlier, I would've left one alive."

Yan Mu pointed at the cultivator who had spoken earlier like a lackey and said, "He definitely knows."

The cultivator's eyes widened in fear. He hurriedly pleaded for mercy, "Senior, I don't know anything. Please spare my life!"

Yan Mu said, extremely annoyed, "Senior Lu, to deal with such a person, you definitely have to torture him to extract a confession. I'm sure you'll be able to get something from him!"

Mingshi Yin said, "I'm very good at this! I can gouge his eyes out, stick needles under his nails, or stab the needles into his head. This won't be a problem at all!"

"..."

The cultivator felt chills running up his spine. Then, he hurriedly turned tail and fled. Alas, he had only flown about 100 yards away when the Qin Yuan appeared in his path. Then, a ball of light shot out, sending him flying back and throwing up blood. Just like that, his internal organs were injured.

The Qin Yuan turned around and said sheepishly, "I haven't fought with humans for a long time. Please forgive me for not controlling my strength well, Pavilion Master Lu."

"It's okay," Lu Zhou said. Then, he pushed his hand out, unleashing the Fiend Monk's Hand Seal to pull the cultivator to him. Then, he asked in a slightly frosty voice, "I'll only ask you one time. Think carefully before you answer me. Where's Ming De now?"

There were some things that one could not possess just because one was strong, and that was an imposing manner.

The cultivator panicked. Coupled with his injured internal organs, he was filled with fear and despair. Then, he stammered, "He… He, he returned to the Great Abyss Land."

At this moment, someone sighed and said, "Indeed. It seems like he's returned to the Great Abyss Land to call for reinforcements. In order to find that girl, he might even need to use an ancient divine beast."

Lu Zhou looked at the cultivators and asked, "All of you are willing to work for him?"

Another person said with a sigh, "We have no choice, we've all been marked. Now that the 12 Feather tribesmen are dead, I'm afraid we won't have a good outcome."

'No wonder these people don't look happy…'

Lu Zhou dismissed the Fiend Monk's Hand Seal.

With that, the cultivator fell to the ground. He had been severely injured by the Qin Yuan. If he did not receive prompt treatment, he would have no hope of surviving.

Everyone had grown numb to death. Who knew how many people had died already? Their future seemed bleak.

At this time, Mingshi Yin said, "Master, let's leave. Whether they die or not has nothing to do with us."

"..."

Lu Zhou shook his head. "I'll wait for Ming De here. Now that the 12 Feather tribesmen are dead, he'll definitely rush here."

Mingshi Yin: "..."

The Qin Yuan said with a smile, "I'm willing to accompany Pavilion Master Lu."

With that, Lu Zhou descended into the palace, followed by Mingshi Yin and the Qin Yuan.

The other cultivators followed suit and landed one after another. They sighed as they looked at the corpses and blood on the ground.

…

In the afternoon.

A huge birdlike beast appeared in the distant sky. About a dozen white-clad cultivators stood on its back.

The birdlike beast's wings spanned almost 10,000 feet. It was green, and its wings flashed with fluorescent light.

Qinyuan said, "Ming Luan."

"What's a Ming Luan?" Mingshi Yin asked.

"It's one of the fierce beasts that are extremely good at tracking. It's an ancient divine beast," the Qin Yuan said.

"Well, it's still not as good as you," Mingshi Yin said with a smile.

"..."

The Qin Yuan was not angry, but she felt speechless by this comparison. After a brief pause, she said, "The Ming Luan is very good at tracking, not fighting. It's amazing that this one managed to become a divine beast."

Mingshi Yin nodded. "It seems like they're really going all out just to find Little Junior Sister."

At this time, a thunderous roar rang from the back of the Ming Luan.

"Who dares to kill my people?"

Following that, the Ming Luan let out an ear-piercing cry.

Although the Qin Yuan said that the Ming Luan was not good at fighting, it was still not something the cultivators of Great Han could contend with. No matter what, it was still an ancient divine beast.

Everyone covered their ears as they nervously watched the Ming Luan descend from the sky.

When the Ming Luan flapped its wings, it stirred up gusts of strong wind. It did not take long before it arrived above the palace and looked down at everyone.

An old man dressed in a white robe stood on the Ming Luan's head and looked at everyone furiously. He had rushed over from the Great Abyss Land when he sensed the death of the 12 Feather tribesmen. He wanted to see who was so bold as to kill his people. His anger burned even hotter as he looked at the dismembered corpses on the ground.

"Chen Fu! Come out!"

In his opinion, only Chen Fu, the Great Saint, has such abilities. It was impossible for it to be anyone else.

At this time, all the cultivators on the ground looked in the direction of the palace in unison.

Lu Zhou raised his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "Ming De, you're finally here."

The old man standing on the Ming Luan's head was none other than Elder Ming De from the Feather tribe.

Elder Ming De, who was in a bad mood, looked at the palace. When he saw Lu Zhou hovering above the palace, his eyes widened as he exclaimed, "It's you?!"

A hint of surprise mixed with anger could be heard in Elder Ming De's voice.

Lu Zhou said indifferently, "You came to Great Han to look for my disciple. How can I not come?"

Elder Ming De suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a smile, "Now that you're here, things will be easier. Hand that little girl over, and the grudge between us will be written off."

"What if I refuse?" Lu Zhou asked expressionlessly.

"If it weren't for the White Emperor, you wouldn't have been able to enter the Great Abyss Land's Pillar of Destruction, let alone talk to me," Elder Ming De said.

As soon as Elder Ming De's voice fell, the Qin Yuan's expression changed slightly. Then, she said in a sharp voice, "Since when did the Feather tribe become so arrogant?"

Elder Ming De shifted his gaze to the Qin Yuan and asked, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. I remember that in ancient times, the Feather clan wasn't even good enough to be the Five Emperor's lapdogs. After so many years, I didn't expect the standards to have fallen so much."

Elder Ming De was naturally enraged after being ridiculed in such a manner. He pushed his hand out and said, "I'll kill you first!"

Following that, an ink-color palm seal fell from the sky. When it was just a few feet away from the Qin Yuan, she vanished into thin air.

"Huh?" Elder Ming De looked at the Qin Yuan, slightly surprised.

"Oh, so you're a Dao Saint," the Qin Yuan said with a smile.

Elder Ming De could sense the other party was not simple so he quickly said, "I'm acting under the orders of the Great Void and the Great Abyss Land. Do you intend to make an enemy out of the Great Void?"

At the mention of the Great Void, the Qin Yuan turned to look at Lu Zhou for further instructions; she did not dare to act recklessly. After all, it was too early for them to openly make an enemy out of the Great Void.

Lu Zhou asked expressionlessly, "You're acting under the orders of the Great Void? Who in the Great Void gave you such an order?"

Elder Ming De cupped his fists together at the sky before he said truthfully, "The leader of the Tu Wei Hall's Silver Guards, Dao Saint Jiang."

"Jiang Wenxu?" Lu Zhou frowned.

Elder Ming De said smugly, "Since you know Dao Saint Jiang, there's no need for me to say more."

At this moment, the Qin Yuan asked angrily, "So, Emperor Yu agreed to this?"

"What do you think?" Elder Ming De was too lazy to respond.

The Qin Yuan's voice darkened as she said, "Do you know who's standing in front of you?"

"I don't care. Everyone below the Great Void is an ant," Elder Ming De said nonchalantly.

The flames of fury in the Qin Yuan's heart burned even higher. She really wanted to say that the person in front of him was the Unholy One who made the entire Great Void. It was unfortunate she could not say these words out loud.

Lu Zhou pointed at Ming Yuan as he said to the Qin Yuan, "Qin Yuan, show me what you can do."

The Qin Yuan could no longer suppress her anger. She bowed at Lu Zhou and said, "Yes, Pavilion Master."

When Elder Ming De heard the words 'Qin Yuan', he was stunned for a moment. Then, he saw the Qin Yuan shine with a dazzling light that illuminated the sky.

Following that, as the Qin Yuan's cloak fluttered in the wind, a buzzing noise reverberated in the air. At the same time, the fragrances of flowers permeated the air.

At this time, Elder Ming De exclaimed, "Qin Yuan, the ancient Saint slayer?!"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The Ming Luan was so frightened that it began to flap its wings to fly away. It shook more than ten Feather tribesmen off its back as it fled toward the horizon.

As the Feather tribesmen fell, they felt an acute sense of danger.

At the same time, Elder Ming De shouted, "Defend!"

Following that, Elder Ming De joined his palms together.

The dozen or so Feather tribesmen converged and formed a light shield.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Countless shadows attacked the light shield.

Boom!

The Qin Yuan quickly shattered the light shield and swept past five Feather tribesmen.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

In just a moment, the five Feather tribesmen's chests had been pierced.

When the Qin Yuan came to a stop, she raised her hand that had reverted to its original form to have a look. Blood stained her claws, and a few hearts could be seen clutched within the claws. Then, she flicked her hand, tossing the hearts away casually. It was not human, after all, hence, it was not squeamish like humans would be in this situation.

Elder Ming De's face and ears flushed red with anger as he said, "So what if you're an ancient Saint slayer? It's been 100,00 years, and many things have changed. You can't kill me!"

Buzz!

Following that, a pillar of light shot up into the sky.

Qin Yuan looked at the pillar of light with a frown. "What move is this?"

Elder Ming De said, "If I die, the Great Void and Emperor Yu will know about it. Do you dare to kill me?"

The huge pillar of light shrouded Elder Ming De as he looked down on everyone. At the same time, the remaining Feather tribesmen protected him.

The Qin Yuan hesitated. Although she was powerful enough to kill Elder Ming De, she did not have the courage to make an enemy out of the Great Void yet. Moreover, the Unholy One's cultivation had yet to recover. If they exposed themselves too early, it would only bring trouble. In the end, she turned to look at Lu Zhou again, asking for his opinion.

Lu Zhou pointed at Elder Ming De and said indifferently, "Kill him."

The Qin Yuan was stunned by this order. The Unholy One was just like before. Indeed, this was what the Unholy One was like in the past!

Elder Ming De said gloomily, "You dare?!"

The Qin Yuan looked at the pillar of light with a spirited gaze. Then, she said, enunciating each word, "There's nothing I daren't do in front of Pavilion Master Lu!"

Swoosh!

The Qin Yuan flew out like a shooting star, tearing through space.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators of Great Han turned pale and frantically retreated. If they were caught up in the fight, it would be fatal.

Elder Ming De's eyes widened in shock. He did not expect the Qin Yuan would be so loyal to that old man. Apart from being shocked, he was confused as well. Not only did the White Emperor help him, but now, the ancient Saint slayer was helping him as well.

In the end, Elder Ming De could only shout, "Defend!"

Buzz!

The remaining five Feather tribesmen's bodies shone with a golden light as they circled the pillar of light.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Qin Yuan arrived in front of the pillar of light, attacking the five golden Feather tribesmen and the pillar of light. Every time she attacked, energy seals that spanned 10,000 feet would ripple out. At the same time, the space would distort briefly.

At this time, the palace in the northern city had already been razed to the ground.

The battlefield was fixed in place by the pillar of light and did not move.

"He's not just a Dao Saint?" The Qin Yuan was puzzled.

Elder Ming De defended with all his might. He remained silent as he tried to fend off the ancient Saint slayer. At this moment, he raised his hand to the sky, and the pillar of light grew even brighter. Following that, he unfurled his wings, looking like an angel that had descended from the heavens.