My Disciples Are All Villains

"Then ten halls of the Great Void are nothing in front of the Sacred Region. It's not for nothing that the Sacred Temple has always been above the ten halls," Xuanyi said.

Lu Zhou did not know much about the things that happened over the past 100,000 years. Even if he was really the Unholy One, the ascension of the Great Void to the sky happened only after he had fallen. Hence, he asked, "Ming Xin is capable of making the ten halls submit, and his power can't be underestimated. However, how did he make the Sacred Region so prosperous?"

Xuanyi explained with a smile, "That's because the Sacred Temple transported a large amount of Great Void soul from the ten Pillars of Destruction here."

"Great Void soil?" Lu Zhou frowned.

Xuanyi rose higher into the sky, passing through the clouds, before he said, "Teacher, please take a look."

Lu Zhou flashed and appeared next to Xuanyi. He looked in the direction that Xuanyi pointed.

In the southeast of the Sacred Region, there was an aurora-like faint blue light like in the sky. It was extremely beautiful. However, from afar, one could only see a faint light.

"After the Great Void soil leaves the pillars, they'll turn into blue crystals. The Sacred Temple used a large number of blue crystals to build a nine-story pagoda that was protected by formations. With the Great Void soil, the Sacred Region attracted a large number of cultivators and gradually became the most prosperous place in the Great Void," Xuanyi said with a sigh, "Quite a number of people left Xuanyi Palace back then…"

Lu Zhou was slightly surprised. Indeed, Ming Xin was truly cunning to come up with such a plan. If Ming Xin was on Earth, he could be considered a black-hearted politician. There were countries on Earth that used similar methods to attract talents to strengthen themselves.

Xuanyi continued to say, "Teacher, for your migration and representative plan, you have to be wary of the Sacred Region. Not even one-third of the people in the region agree with the plan…" He sighed as he continued to say, "Some people are too used to being superior. If you suddenly tell them that their superiority is about to end, not only will they not believe you, but they'll think you're trying to harm them. Even if they believe you, after 100,000 years of being superior, they definitely won't be obedient and will choose to invade and conquer instead."

Lu Zhou scoffed. "We'll see who ends up being conquered…"

"..."

Xuanyi felt the faint majestic aura from Lu Zhou. It was just like the time in the past when he looked up to the Master of Grand Mystic Mountain. It was awe-inspiring and soul-stirring.

"Alright, you can leave now. Go back and prepare for the move. Remember. Don't be decisive," Lu Zhou said.

Xuanyi's expression was solemn as he bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, teacher."

Xuanyi had never been so formal before. He had never said the word 'teacher' with such seriousness before. He felt this was the only way he could express his attitude properly.

After Lu Zhou flew away, Xuanyi straightened his back slowly and returned to Xuanyi Palace.

…

The city gates of the Sacred Region were almost 1,000 feet tall and almost 1,500 feet wide. They were forged from cold iron, and there were a large number of runes engraved on them.

There were no guards guarding the entrance, and one could enter and leave the city freely at any time of the day.

No fierce beasts dared to barge into the Sacred Region, and no cultivators dared to act presumptuously.

Only when there were major events would the city gates be closed and a curfew would be imposed. However, the number of times a curfew was imposed could be counted on one hand.

The Sacred Region was a very free place, but the laws were strict. It was a prosperous place where many people yearned to live.

Lu Zhou was like an ordinary person as he entered the Sacred Region. When he passed through the gates, he could feel the power of the runes from them. He could hear the sounds of laughter, the cries of peddlers, the calls of the waiters in the restaurants, and the songs from the brothels.

'So this is the Sacred Region…' Lu Zhou sighed emotionally as he looked at the streets that were several hundred feet wide. Perhaps, even the most developed country on Earth was not as prosperous as this place.

At this time, Lu Zhou heard the sound of trumpets. He looked up and saw ten cultivators, who were dressed uniformly, descending from the sky.

Someone pointed and said, "It's the Templars!"

"It's been a long time since I've seen the Templars. Did something happen?"

"Currently, the ten halls are spreading rumors that the Great Void is about to fall. It's very chaotic everywhere; only our Sacred Region is peaceful. I don't know if it's true, but I heard a large number of people from Xihe Hall have already moved…"

Some people believed the rumor, and some people did not.

Those with higher positions had long left the Great Void while the ignorant masses were still immersed in the colorful world around them.

Lu Zhou walked toward the Templars. He used the great law of space as he walked. With every step, he would travel through space, appearing and disappearing into thin air. In less than the time it took to blink one's eye, he had already appeared at the end of the street.

There were many experts in the Sacred Region. There were some who would take advantage of newcomers in the city. Alas, there were too few people who could do anything to the Unholy One.

After Lu Zhou left, a few cultivators rushed out and looked at each other.

"Where's he?!"

"Damn it! We finally found a newcomer, but he disappeared just like that!"

After Lu Zhou disappeared, the cultivators who rushed out looked at each other.

…

The Sacred Temple was located in Sacred City, which was in the heart of the Sacred Region.

The towering nine-story pagoda constructed from the Great Void soil was very eye-catching.

Lu Zhou appeared outside Sacred City. He stood with his hands on his back as he looked at the group of flying cultivators outside the city. Then, he closed his eyes and silently chanted the mantra for the power of hearing and the power of sight.

Lu Zhou's senses were instantly heightened to their limits; their ranges covered the entire Sacred City.

After a moment, the powerful cultivators in the Sacred City seemed to sense the pressure. All of them looked up immediately.

Lu Zhou cut off his Heavenly Writing powers and opened his eyes. He muttered to himself expressionlessly "There are as many experts as clouds in this place…"

'With so many experts, how am I going to find Ming Xin?'

Although Lu Zhou was as powerful as a divine emperor, it did not mean that he could stand against everyone in the Sacred Region alone.

Based on what he had seen, it was clear that people in the Sacred Region and the Sacred City worshipped the Sacred Temple.

Apart from the Sacred Region and Sacred City, there were also the experts in the Sacred Temple.

Lu Zhou knew it would not be wise to expose his identity here and openly start a war here. It would be better for him to meet Ming Xin directly. At the least, he could sit down and talk.

Finally, Lu Zhou used the divine Dao power before he transmitted his voice.

"Ming Xin."

The two words were deep and sonorous. Due to his precise control, the soundwave only swept through Sacred City.

The experts in the training halls in Sacred City trembled upon hearing the soundwave. They looked outside, shocked and confused.

"What happened?"

One expert after another left their training halls and flew up into the sky to have a look. However, they did not see anything out of the ordinary.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhou flashed and entered Sacred City. In less than 15 minutes, five cultivators appeared and blocked his path.

"Who allowed you to enter Sacred City?"

Lu Zhou stopped and looked at the five people in front of him before he asked, "Where's Ming Xin?"

The leader of the group frowned. "Are you not from the Sacred Region? Do you know it's disrespectful to address the Great Emperor by his name?"

"Is that so?"

"You've trespassed into the city. According to the rules of Sacred City, you'll be imprisoned for five days. Restrain your Primal Qi and don't move," the leader of the group said threateningly.

Lu Zhou ignored him and stepped forward.

"Stop!"

Lu Zhou continued to ignore the cultivators.

"This is my last warning. Stop," the leader said loudly.

Seeing that Lu Zhou still ignored him, the leader of the group waved his hand. The others behind him rushed out immediately.

As soon as the cultivators drew close, Lu Zhou flashed so he was standing in the midst of the quartet. Then, he activated his protective energy, knocking the four cultivators away.

Boom!

The four cultivators who were sent flying spat out blood immediately.

Lu Zhou did not move. He looked at the leader of the group again and asked expressionlessly, "Where's Ming Xin?"