My Disciples Are All Villains

With the attack from the power of speech, the battle ended just like that.

This black figure must have been the master of the Roulian cultivator, Gelong. He was a Nascent Divinity realm elite. Gelong was in the Brahman Sea realm so his meridians were not connected. For the resurrected young Yu Zhenghai, he could not even compare to Gelong, let alone this Nascent Divinity realm cultivator.

"You!" Gelong's master who had fallen to the ground after failing to launch his sneak attack looked up at the old man who foiled his plans.

With the sun behind him, Lu Zhou who was dressed in a long robe looked tall and slender.

Gelong's master could not see Lu Zhou clearly. He asked furiously, "Who are you?"

Lu Zhou did not answer him. Instead, he asked, "Are you Gelong's master?"

"Yes."

"In that case, you deserve to die…"

"???"

"This young man… is my disciple." Lu Zhou pointed at young Yu Zhenghai who was sitting limply on the ground behind him.

Gelong's master widened his eyes in his surprise. Then, he surveyed his surroundings. Corpses and limbs were strewn everywhere on the ground. He saw his disciple, Gelong, lying lifelessly on the ground as well. When he shifted his eyes to look behind the old man, he saw other cultivators looking at him. All of them had profound auras. Apart from that, a fierce beast holding a scabbard in its mouth rested on the ground as it watched the proceedings. 'How did these powerful people come to little Guluo Village?'

Lu Zhou no longer paid any attention to Gelong's master. He did not even want to ask for his name. For a cultivator who was not even at the Five-leaf stage, he had many ways to kill him without using the extraordinary power.

Gelong's master's internal organs were injured beyond repair. His Extraordinary Eight Meridians were also torn shredded, and his Primal Qi inside his dantian's sea of Qi had completely dissipated as well. He lay limply on the ground, staring at the sky, as he gradually stopped breathing.

"Ding! Killed a target. Reward: 1,000 merit points."

At this moment, young Yu Zhenghai got up with difficulty and kowtowed at Lu Zhou. "Thank you, my savior!"

Lu Zhou turned around slowly. "What did you call me?"

Young Yu Zhenghai felt embarrassed and quickly changed his words. "Ma… Master."

"Get up."

Young Yu Zhenghai's current posture, kneeling after sitting limply on the ground, was not befitting of the Evil Sky Pavilion's first disciple.

Young Yu Zhenghai slowly rose to his feet.

Lu Zhou appraised his first disciples again.

Throughout the passage of time and the movement of the stars, there was always a cycle in destiny. Time would cause them to age, but it did not reverse their relationship as master and his disciple.

Lu Zhou was also amazed by the special characteristics of the Wuqi Tribe. He did not expect Yu Zhenghai to be restored to his youth. Unfortunately, Yu Zhenghai's memories and cultivation base seemed to have been sealed because of his obsession. Moreover, Yu Zhenghai's life was running out. It was just as Si Wuya had said, even if Yu Zhenghai was successfully resurrected, he would not have long to live. In other words, Yu Zhenghai might die at any time.

Yu Zhenghai looked up and said, "I thought that you… came up with a temporary excuse to save me… This saber is too precious. I'll return it to you now." He lifted the Jasper Saber with both hands above his head.

When the members of the Evil Sky Pavilion heard this, they nodded. They were pleased this young man was tactful. After all, this was the prized saber of the Evil Sky Pavilion's first disciple.

Yet, Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "This saber is called Jasper Saber. It's a heaven-grade weapon. From this day onward, it's yours."

"…"

Although Young Yu Zhenghai was excited, he looked at Lu Zhou in disbelief. He knew how precious a heaven-grade weapon was. Who would be so generous as to present a heaven-grade weapon as a gift to a young man whom he just met? Especially when said young man was so weak that he could not even protect himself.

Apart from Si Wuya, the others from the Evil Sky Pavilion were taken aback.

'Is the pavilion master serious?!'

Duanmu Sheng bowed and said, "Master, you mustn't!"

"Please reconsider, Pavilion Master!"

If he gave this weapon to someone else, did it not mean that he was giving up on Yu Zhenghai? This was crueler than taking Yu Zhenghai's life. Yu Zhenghai had a hard life as it was!

Lu Zhou frowned slightly. He said sternly, "Do I need you to tell me what to do?"

"We dare not!" The others lowered their heads and no longer dared to say anything.

On the contrary, Si Wuya said, "I support master's decision!"

"…"

'Did Mister Seventh forget to bring his brains out today?'

This situation was akin to where existing members would not object to new members joining their team. However, if the newcomer was meant to replace the old members, it would surely disgust the existing team members. It was only natural the Evil Sky Pavilion disciples were unhappy that their Eldest Senior Brother's possession was being gifted to a new member.

Lu Zhou looked at young Yu Zhenghai and said, "Keep it."

Young Yu Zhenghai hesitated when he saw the way the others looked at him. However, when he saw his master's serious expression, he knelt and kowtowed as he said, "Thank you, master!"

"Good," Lu Zhou replied curtly.

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng approached Yu Zhenghai and said, "Greetings, Mister Eleventh."

M-mister Eleventh?

Young Yu Zhenghai was slightly overwhelmed by the favor from his superiors.

Pan Zhong smiled and said, "You're lucky. This Jasper Saber was Mister First's prized heaven-grade saber. Now that it's in your hands, make sure you don't tarnish its reputation."

"M-mister First?"

At this moment, Little Yuan'er leaped out and said, "Since Master has accepted you, that makes you Little Junior Brother, right? The most junior one..."

"Little Junior Brother…" Conch chimed in.

Mingshi Yin shook his head. He said without much care, "Little Junior Brother…"

Young Yu Zhenghai was the latest addition to the Evil Sky Pavilion. It was normal for them to address him as Little Junior Brother.

Duanmu Sheng was more candid. He walked over and patted young Yu Zhenghai's shoulder as he said, "Master has accepted you as his disciple, but you shouldn't let it get to your head. We've yet to see if you're worthy of wielding this saber."

Si Wuya. "???"

The two Elders greeted young Yu Zhenghai perfunctorily as well.

"Now, it's your turn to greet everyone else."

Young Yu Zhenghai stepped over two corpses… He was about to bow when…

"Impudence." Lu Zhou's voice was so loud that it made the others tremble.

They were taken aback. What was wrong with the pavilion master? Was he getting crankier with his age?

Lu Zhou stood beside young Yu Zhenghai and said, "Know your place! Hurry up and greet your Eldest Senior Brother!"

The members of the Evil Sky Pavilion were stunned. They remained as still as wooden chickens.

Si Wuya explained, "It's the characteristics of the Wuqi Tribe. Eldest Senior Brother didn't have much luck, and he was resurrected to the state when he was a youth…"

"…"

Realization finally dawned on the others. They were so shocked that their mouths fell open.

Pan Zhong's expressions were a sight to behold. He looked as though he had eaten a fly. 'I must salvage this… There must be some way…'

Without a second word, Pan Zhong removed his outer robe, stepped forward, and said, "No wonder… I was thinking that you look familiar… Mister First, I was joking earlier. Please don't hold it against me. I have a small frame, but please wear this. You can throw it away when we return!"

Thud!

Pan Zhong fell to his knees and presented his outer robe to young Yu Zhenghai.

Zhou Jifeng was speechless. 'Have you ever met Mister First prior to this? Familiar my ass… You deserved it! Fortunately, I held my tongue!'

Mingshi Yin regarded young Yu Zhenghai with a complicated look in his eyes. Although he had difficulty believing this, all things considered, it seemed like this young man was truly Yu Zhenghai! Then, he wasted no time in stepping forward and hugging the young man. "E-Eldest Senior Brother?! How I missed you!"

Yu Zhenghai frowned from this gesture and shrank back slightly.

Duanmu Sheng's expression was rigid. He bowed awkwardly and said, "Please don't be frightened by this, Eldest Senior Brother."

Leng Luo and Pan Litian said almost in unison, "Mister First."

They had suspected this from the beginning when Yu Zhengthai demonstrated the Great Dark Heaven Memorial, but they did not dare believe it. No wonder the young man had picked up the technique so quickly. No wonder he understood the essence of the Great Dark Heaven Memorial in an instant and could even use it to kill!

Young Yu Zhenghai pushed Mingshi Yin away…

Although the others were treating him the way he should be treated, he was still reserved and at a loss.

Little Yuan'er skipped over and said with a smile, "Oh, it's you, Eldest Senior Brother. You won't blame me for that transgression, right?"

"No… I won't."

"What about me, Eldest Senior Brother?"

"I-I won't."

The others sighed in relief as though they had avoided a great disaster.

Lu Zhou nodded and said, "I know that you have questions of your own… You'll understand them soon. Bi An."

Bi An flew over. The scabbard in its mouth fell to the ground.

Young Yu Zhenghai exclaimed in surprise, "Senior Brother's scabbard!"

Hm? What senior brother was he talking about?