My Disciples Are All Villains
chapter-483

Yu Zhenghai gripped his Jasper Saber tightly. His palm was wet with sweat.

Huang Shijie was stunned; he did not expect this turn of events. Naturally, he should be aligning himself with the Nether Sect. He truly did not expect Nine-leaf Lu was so bold as to make an enemy out of the Evil Sky Pavilion. ‘This... What am I supposed to do?’

Yu Zhenghai had never liked indecisive people. “Brother Shijie, this has nothing to do with you. If you’re afraid, you should leave right now.”

Huang Shije said with a sigh, “Just as well... Since I made a choice, I can’t possibly give up halfway. Penglai Island will stand with the Nether Sect!”

“Good! It means a lot to hear you say that, Brother Shijie.” The Jasper Saber in Yu Zhenghai’s hand shone with a golden radiance.

Si Wuya frowned deeply. Their battle would start at any moment. He said again, “My master, Ji Tiandao, is on his way here!” This was the greatest countermeasure they could use against Nine-leaf Lu.

Unfortunately, Lu Zhou did not seem to care at all. “Young man... You’re too green.”

As soon as Lu Zhou finished speaking, he moved his hand. He decided to launch a preemptive strike. The Jasper Saber flashed brightly before it shot toward Lu Zhou.

When the Jasper Saber approached Lu Zhou, a bluish radiance could be seen between his index and middle fingers. He brought his fingers together.

Bam!

The energy saber scattered, and the Jasper Saber fell into Lu Zhou’s hand.

It was deathly quiet at this moment.

A Nine-leaf cultivator... was outrageously powerful. The others felt their scalps tingle when they witnessed his strength. He casually stopped a heaven-grade weapon with his bare hands. Where would they find the courage to act recklessly after witnessing this? If a Nine-leaf elite went all out, not a single person here would survive. Who would be bold enough to move?

Yu Zhenghai was a peak Eight-leaf cultivator who lived up to his name. Although that strike was not his most powerful attack, it was not a technique that any ordinary person could deflect with their bare hands. He gulped.

“I’ll kill anyone who moves, and I’ll kill their entire family as well!”

The voice resonated loudly in the great hall. Lu Zhou’s words were clearly meant for Huang Shijie and the Nether Sect disciples.

With this bold claim, the atmosphere turned even tenser. Fear rose in everyone’s heart. Even the bravest among them were cowed by these words.

Lu Zhou said in a deep voice, “Apart from Yu Zhenghai, everyone, get lost!”

“...”

The atmosphere was heavy.

Huang Shijie had never felt such a pressure. Although he was an Eight-leaf expert with a high social standing, he had no choice but to lower his head at this moment.

Everyone in the great hall was stunned.

When Lu Zhou saw everyone remained unmoving, he said, “Stay here if you want to die.”

Yu Zhenghai’s eyes widened. They were bloodshot. He looked at his Jasper Saber between Lu Zhou’s fingers, afraid to make a move. He knew the Nether Sect would fall if he made a move now.

“Get out!” Yu Zhenghai said.

The others pulled long faces.

“Sect master!”

“Eldest Senior Brother!”

Yu Zhenghai glanced at them as he said “I’m the master of this sect. Even if the skies were to fall... I’ll carry it on my shoulders. Get out now!” His thunderous voice reached everyone’s ears. He understood now; Nine-leaf Lu came to rain on his parade.

“Eldest Senior Brother!” Si Wuya wanted to say something else.

At this moment, Yu Zhenghai waved his arm. A powerful blast of energy pushed Si Wuya out of the hall.

Feeling helpless, Huang Shijie cupped his fists at Yu Zhenghai and left the great hall.

The others had no choice but to leave the great hall as well.

It was meaningless to make unnecessary sacrifices. Yu Zhenghai understood this.

Lu Zhou turned to look at Conch. He noticed that she was unaffected by the soundwave.

At this moment, there was a blur of movements as Yu Zhenghai leaned forward. Countless palm seals sailed toward Lu Zhou.

“Even if you’re a Nine-leaf cultivator, I’ll still fight!”

Bam! Bam! Bam!

As Yu Zhenghai attacked, a crushing aura washed over Lu Zhou. He raised his hand and struck with his palm. The scripts ‘Imperial Order’ combine with a blue palm seal shot out.

Bam!

Yu Zhenghai’s countless palm seals immediately scattered as he reeled back. His mind was blank at this moment. ‘It only took him a move! Is this the power of a Nine-leaf cultivator?’ There was a time when he thought he could also enter the world of the Nine-leaf stage. He did not think the Nine-leaf stage was much more powerful than the Eight-leaf stage. After all, when he was young, he had once killed a Five-leaf cultivator when he was only a Three-leaf cultivator.

After one rise above the Seven-leaf stage, there were rarely instances of defeating a higher rank cultivator. The difference of a single leaf was as great as the distance from the clouds to the ground. Although Yu Zhenghai knew it was impossible for an Eight-leaf cultivator to best a Nine-leaf cultivator, the fact that he was defeated with a single strike dealt a huge blow to his confidence and self-esteem.

Boom!

Yu Zhenghai crashed into the wall of the great hall. There was now a huge hole there.

At the same time, he slid for a long distance before he stopped.

The Nether Sect disciples outside the great hall, Huang Shijie, and Si Wuya... stood there in stunned silence.

A full-fledged Eight-leaf cultivator could not withstand a single hit from a Nine-leaf cultivator.

Lu Zhou stepped forward and walked through a hole in the wall. He was now behind the wall of the great hall.

The night was pleasing, and stars dotted the dark skies.

“Stand up,” Lu Zhou said.

Yu Zhenghai bit back the pain and slammed his palm on the ground to bring himself to his feet.

Thud!

Yu Zhenghai had barely risen half a foot when he crashed down again. He was shocked. ‘Where’s my cultivation base?’ He attempted to circulate the Primal Qi inside his dantian’s sea of Qi at once. He discovered it empty, as if it was bound in a cage.

Lu Zhou moved closer. His aura was that of a lofty and unshakeable mountain.

Yu Zhenghai could barely breathe from the pressure.

Boom!

Yu Zhenghai suddenly stomped his feet and charged at Lu Zhou like a wild beast. He flailed his fists in a savage manner.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Lu Zhou parried the blows with his palm. Punches without a cultivation base were like mere rocks. How could he be a match for Lu Zhou now?

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Yu Zhenghai attacked wildly.

When Lu Zhou was bored of parrying, he pushed forward.

Boom!

Yu Zhenghai reeled back again. He rolled on the ground, surprisingly uninjured.

Lu Zhou was shocked. Was this the characteristic of the Wuqians? Outwardly, he looked down at Yu Zhenghai and asked, “Is that all you’ve got?”

“You...” Yu Zhenghai gritted his teeth. He struggled and pushed himself off the ground with a single hand.

“I’ll teach you a lesson on behalf of your master.”

Another huge palm seal was launched.

At the same time, a pair of shining golden wings shot toward Lu Zhou from behind. The pair of wings spanned dozens of feet. Thousands upon thousands of energy needles shot toward him.

Lu Zhou flipped his palm. Unnamed morphed into a shield. His energy gathered around the shield and formed a light shield.

Boom!

It deflected all the energy needles.

Si Wuya immediately gave up on the attack and continued flying forward.

“Trying to take him away?” Lu Zhou struck with his palm again.

Another Strengthened Binding Cage Card emerged. Unlike the Binding Mantra, this bore the symbols of the ‘Imperial Order’.

It struck Si Wuya at lightning speed. He fell to the ground immediately, His cultivation was sealed. He flipped over and retreated until he was next to Yu Zhenghai. “Eldest Senior Brother, I’ll hold him off. You should go.”

Yu Zhenghai sighed. “My wise brother, you’re a fool! While there’s life, there’s hope!”

“That won’t do. The Nether Sect cannot do without you.”

Lu Zhou looked at the two of them. He shook his head and said, “Are you still thinking of running away after being hit by my palm seals?” He got closer.

At this moment, Si Wuya finally realized both of them had lost access to their Primal Qis. He trembled inwardly.

“Ding! Captured the rascal, Yu Zhenghai. Reward: 1,000 merit points.”

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