My Disciples Are All Villains

Creak! Creak! Creak!

The flying chariot made creaking noises and the cracks grew.

Hua Chongyang, the Azure Dragon Hall's First Seat, was personally manning the helm. He could not help but break out in cold sweat. Even a skilled housewife would be troubled by an empty stove. No matter how skilled he was at manning the helm, there was not much he could do if the flying chariot was damaged. He had no choice but to slow down as the cracks grew. He could no longer endure it and finally said, "Sect master, the flying chariot can't take it anymore."

"Shut up!" Yu Zhenghai's expression was still grim. They had to escape even if the flying chariot fell apart. Fear still lingered in his heart when he thought about the blooming azure lotus. He was confused. How and why was his master still so strong at his age? In any case, he could not go wrong with fleeing!

Hua Chongyang mustered up his courage and said, "What I mean is, with the flying chariot's speed, we're better off flying on our own…"

"Hm?" Yu Zhenghai stood up. He walked up to the helm and looked down.

The flying chariot teetered and continued moving slowly.

'How's this different from a mere mortal running on land?' Indeed, it was better for them to fly on their own.

Yu Zhenghai placed his hands on his back and said, "Abandon ship."

"As you command, sect master."

The Nether Sect's disciples leaped out of the flying chariot without wasting any time.

When Hua Chongyang saw Yu Zhenghai was still standing in the flying chariot, he said, "Sect master, we can always build a new flying chariot." He did not say if they lost their lives here, then, everything would be over.

Yu Zhenghai nodded and leaped out.

Similarly, Hua Chongyang left the flying chariot as well.

Swoosh!

The teetering flying chariot instantly fell from the sky as soon as Primal Qi was cut off.

Yu Zhenghai and Hua Chongyang hovered in the air and looked at the flying chariot one final time.

At seemingly the same time, not far away from the falling flying chariot, a muscular figure brandishing the Overlord Spear was fast approaching them.

Duanmu Sheng shouted, "Traitor!" He wielded the Overlord Spear in his right hand and leveled it with his body that was flying parallel to the ground. A cone-shaped energy began to form at the tip of his spear...

Yu Zhenghai moved and focused his gaze at the figure. 'Oh, it's Third Junior Brother, not master. That's good…' He remained in his spot and raised a hand. His right palm was shrouded in a thick energy seal.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yu Zhenghai parried the Overlord Spear's blows.

'Hm?' Yu Zhenghai was inwardly shocked. He grunted and struck with palm.

Bam!

The Great Dark Heavenly Palm!

This palm strike was several times larger than the one before. It flew toward Duanmu Sheng like a massive cake.

Their energies collided.

Duanmu Sheng felt his arm go numb. He flipped in midair and slowly descended.

Upon seeing this, Hua Chonguang said, "Leave this to me."

"No need." Yu Zhenghai descended slowly.

The three of them descended at the same time. The Nether Sect's disciples quickly gathered and stood behind Yu Zhenghai and Hua Chongyang.

Both parties faced off.

Duanmu Sheng stabbed his Overlord Spear into the ground.

Bam!

Duanmu Sheng looked straight at Yu Zhenghai and said, "Traitor."

Yu Zhenghai shook his head. "Third Junior Brother… How many years has it been? Your temper is still the same."

"It's better than yours," Duanmu Sheng retorted.

"Where's master?" Yu Zhenghai looked past Duanmu Sheng.

"Master has ordered me to bring you back… If you're willing to admit you're wrong, he might spare you your life." Duanmu Sheng was not like Mingshi Yin; he did not mince his words when he spoke.

Yu Zhenghai did not rise to his current position without good judgment. He saw it was empty behind Duan Musheng and felt himself relaxed. He said, "Third Junior Brother, your Divine One Technique has improved greatly. If I didn't use my Great Dark Heavenly Palm earlier, I would've been injured."

"Cut the nonsense… I'm asking if you'll come with me?" Duanmu Sheng did not fall for Yu Zhenghai's diversion tricks.

Yu Zhenghai sighed and shook his head. "I have no choice… There are many in the world who want me dead. The Noble Path and the Fiend Path wish that I'm dead…"

"…" Duanmu Sheng was puzzled. He looked at his Eldest Senior Brother with a blank expression. He did not know why his Eldest Senior Brother would suddenly spout random words.

Yu Zhenghai continued to say, "Isn't there a place for me in this wide world?" He could tell Duanmu Sheng was confused. He heaved another long sigh before he said, "I guess you don't understand my words. How wonderful if Old Seventh were here… He's sure to understand how I feel."

Duanmu Sheng replied with a straight face, "If he were here, I would've captured him first."

"Can you though?" Yu Zhenghai asked.

"Well…" Duanmu sheng looked at Hua Chongyang who was standing next to Yu Zhenghua. Although Hua Chongyang did not make any moves, he could tell Hua Chongyang was an elite. Moreover, Hua Chongyang was an elite who was stronger than him. Even if Hua Chongyang was not here, he knew he could not win against Yu Zhenghai. He had only chased after Yu Zhenghai to try his luck, hoping that Yu Zhenghai was injured by his master's grand technique. Alas, luck was not on his side. Finally, he asked, "Are you the mastermind behind the incidents on the Lotus Dais and the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Yu Zhenghai chuckled and said in distaste, "My Nether Sect working with the lowly Heavenly Sword Sect? The Heavenly Sword Sect is one of the top targets that my sect wants to annihilate."

"…"

"The Heavenly Sword Sect has long lost its strength since the demise of its sect master, Luo Changfeng. Luo Xingkong was only holding onto his final breath… This was a great opportunity for the Nether Sect to take them down," Yu Zhenghai said.

"You wanted to help master?" Duanmu Sheng was slightly surprised.

"No…" Yu Zhenghai shook his head. "I'm helping myself."

"What's your objective?" Duanmu Sheng asked.

Yu Zhenghai smiled faintly. He walked up to Duanmu Sheng…

Duanmu Sheng took a step back despite himself.

"Don't be afraid." Yu Zhenghai patted his shoulder. "Is master doing well?"

"He's fine." A wary expression could be seen on Duanmu Sheng's face.

"Really?"

"Of course, it's real. If you think he's not fine, why are you running away?" Duanmu Sheng retorted.

"…" Yu Zhenghai was rendered momentarily speechless. He quickly regained his senses and said with a smile, "Have you ever seen anyone running away so slowly?"

The term 'running away' was hardly befitting of a discussion between elites.

Duanmu Sheng scratched his head and said, "You're right… if I were you, I would've abandoned ship and ran away a long time ago."

Hua Chongyang was speechless.

Yu Zhenghai's expression was calm as though he was talking about the weather.

The two of them remained silent for a moment before Yu Zhenghai suddenly said, "Did master speak about me?"

Duanmu Sheng shook his head. He had wanted to add, 'Why would he? Your name does nothing but angers him.' Moreover, none of them dared to recklessly mention Yu Zhenghai's name in front of their master.

"Then, did he speak about Second Junior Brother?" Yu Zhenghai asked again.

"No," Duanmu Sheng replied.

"That's good…"

"…"

Yu Zhenghai patted Duanmu Sheng's shoulder again and said, "You should return…"

Duanmu Sheng regarded Yu Zhenghai seriously and said, "Give me half a year…"

"For what?"

"Half a year later, we'll have a match," Duanmu Sheng said.

Yu Zhenghai nodded and praised him. "It's good that you're bold enough to challenge me… Continue to work hard when you return."

"I'll defeat you," Duanmu Sheng said.

Yu Zhenghai frowned slightly as he said with a sigh, "That's what your Second Senior Brother said as well."