My Disciples Are All Villains

Yu Shangrong did not move to save him. He withdrew his avatar, restrained aura, and remained silent. He looked at the sea beast quietly.

The sea beast king swallowed Su Heng and his avatar in just a blink of an eye.

Crack!

Fresh blood gushed out from the sea beast king's mouth.

Splash!

The sea beast king fell back into the sea.

Yu Shangrong remained calm. His Seventh Junior Brother had once told him that the Black Water Mystic Cave was far more dangerous than the Endless Ocean. The most powerful beasts were undoubtedly born in the harshest environment. To ensure his safety in the Black Water Mystic Cave, he had to be as silent as possible and restrain his aura. This was especially true for those who possessed the Great Void energy. Those with Great Void energy were like nourishing delicacies for fierce beasts.

Splash!

At this moment, the sea beast king emerged from the surface of the black water again. It leaped 1,000 feet high in an arc before it fell into the water again.

The water surged and waves rose high into the air, splashing water droplets everywhere.

Silence finally returned after a long time. There was no sound and no light.

Yu Shangrong said, "It's a pity. You should've died under my sword."

He looked at the dark void and raised his right hand. The golden halo appeared again. The eleven leaves were like minute needles, pointing at the heart of the halo. It was beautiful.

"Is this halo or hoop my astrolabe?" He wondered out loud.

After all, Yu Shangrong's cultivation method was the first of its kind. Therefore, he had no idea how powerful he was now. However, based on his fight with Su Heng, he could tell his strength was roughly around that of a Five Chart cultivator. In any case, he would only know more after he had a chance to test it out. Su Heng was not very strong among Five Chart cultivators. There were many experts; perhaps, he would have a chance to cross swords with a Six Chart cultivator. No matter what, he had finally broken through the bottleneck.

Yu Shangrong sheathed the Longevity Sword before he took a black talisman out and ignited it.

Si Wuya asked anxiously as soon as he appeared, "Second Senior Brother, where are you now?"

"I'm fine."

"Li Xiaomo said you fell into the abyss. I'm searching you now; don't move around recklessly," Si Wuya said.

"It's just a small problem; don't worry," Yu Shangrong said.

Si Wuya nodded. "That's good. These days master has been very worried about you…"

"Hmm?"

Si Wuya could only hear Yu Shangrong's voice, but he could not see the change in Yu Shangrong's expression. In the end, he said, "Forget it. We'll talk about it when you return."

"Tell master not to worry. When have I ever failed a mission?" Yu Shangrong said indifferently.

After that, the talisman finally burned out.

At this moment, the Longevity Sword flew out.

Yu Shangrong stepped on it and flew up. The runes on the sword lit up faintly and rose in the darkness like a shooting star.

…

Lu Zhou opened his eyes. He muttered to himself in disbelief, "Eleven leaves?"

What kind of cultivation path was this? Let alone him, even cultivators who had long formed Thousands Realm Whirling avatars would not be able to understand this.

Most importantly, Yu Shangrong was safe; he felt much at ease now.

As for the matter with the eleven leaves, he would investigate it later.

He rose to his feet and looked at the blazing flames in the hall. Coincidentally, the fire died down at this time.

"Ding! The Purple Glazed Ceramic has been successfully upgraded to the fusion grade. The recovery speed for the item has been doubled. You have unlocked the ability, Ice Seal."

"Ice Seal is a move where you can release the energy from the Purple Glazed Ceramic all at once. The energy will recover, but it can't be used during its recovery state."

Lu Zhou raised his hand and held the Purple Glazed Ceramic in his hand. When the Purple Glazed Ceramic made contact with his palm, he felt a bone-chilling cold that was different from when it was at the flood grade.

"Isn't this similar to the ability from the Sea Spirit Pearl? This cold energy..."

All his hair stood on end. He had not even released its energy, and yet, the passive energy it emitted was already so fierce. If he released all its energy, how terrifying would it be?

Following that, he tossed the Purple Glazed Ceramic in the air. He walked around it, observing it.

He could see a faint purple gas lingering around the Purple Glazed Ceramic. Its original form could no longer be seen. It looked like a purple ball of light now.

"Fusion grade?"

Lu Zhou brought Unnamed out. It was in its original form: a black oval stone.

"Is Unnamed a fusion-grade weapon?" After a moment, he shook his head. He had a feeling Unnamed was beyond the fusion grade.

There were various grades: black, yellow, earth, heaven, desolate, flood, and fusion. The fusion grade was also known as the universe grade. The universe is like eternity itself.

Lu Zhou shook his head, dismissing his thoughts. He turned his attention to the purple gas lingering around the Purple Glazed Ceramic again.

The Daoist had a saying the purple gas came from the east. It gave people a comfortable feeling unlike the disgusting ones from witchcraft.

"Withdraw."

After Lu Zhou put away the Purple Glazed Ceramic, he called Shen Xi over to ask about the eleven leaves. Unsurprisingly, Shen Xi did not know anything either. He also used runes to discuss this matter with Si Wuya and the four elders. Similarly, they knew nothing about eleven leaves.

Si Wuya was well-read. If he did not know anything about the eleven leaves, it was unlikely that the others would know unless Lu Zhou spoke to those truly ancient people. Only those who had lived a long life knew more than ordinary people. They had a deeper understanding of the past due to the long lives they had lived. Alas, there was no one like that in the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Following that, he called Yan Zhenluo over to ask about the eleven leaves as well.

Yan Zhenluo said, "Eleven leaves? I don't know anything about it. However, you can ask Lu Li about it…"

Lu Li looked at Yan Zhenluo and asked, "You're implying I should bring Lu Li back now?"

"That's not what I mean. I've never heard about anyone with eleven leaves. Perhaps, you can ask the Tower Masters of the Black Tower Council and the White Tower Council or those old men from Great Yuan's royal court. It's a pity that Xiao Yunhe isn't here."

Lu Zhou nodded. This matter was of great importance, and he had to treat it seriously. It was not just about Yu Shangrong alone, but the future of the golden lotus domain and all cultivators.

At this time, Yu Zhenghai walked into the room at this time. "Master, there's news about Second Junior Brother…"

Lu Zhou waved his hand and said, "I know."

"Uh..."

'I haven't said anything, but you already know?"

Lu Zhou did not pay attention to Yu Zhenghai's reaction. Instead, his mind was focused on the eleven leaves and the Great Void.

After a beat, Lu Zhou at Yan Zhenluo and said, "Tell me all about the Great Void Expedition. Back then, the Black Tower Council and the White Tower Council cooperated and came up with the Great Void Expedition. What do you know about it?"

Yan Zhenluo nodded and said, "Many people knew about the Great Void Expedition, but very few people knew the details or the truth. There are very few survivors among those who participated in the Great Void Expedition. Tower Master Lan Xihe from the White Tower Council is among the few who survived."

Lu Zhou thought it was, perhaps, necessary for him to visit the White Tower Council to understand the Great Void better.

Lan Xihe had at least 12 Birth Charts so she must have lived a long time. He could also seize the chance and ask about the eleven leaves. He could kill many birds with one stone with the visit.

After a while, Lu Zhou said, "First, return to the red lotus domain and bring Ning Wanqing with you. I want to visit the White Tower Council."

Yu Zheng and Shen Xi bowed in unison. "Understood."

…

At the White Tower Council.

Above the 100,000-feet white tower.

Lan Xihe's long hair cascaded down her back as she looked at the scenery in the distant sky.

At this moment, the blue-clad woman could not help but ask, "Master, is Old Demon Lu really from the Great Void?"

During this period of time, Lan Xihe had been in a daze and was not in a mood to do anything.

Lan Xihe replied, "Perhaps..."