My Disciples Are All Villains

"You think you have the right to be taught by me?"

"…"

There was no falsity in that statement.

Pan Zhong chimed in, "That's right. You're not the pavilion master's disciple. Why should he teach you?"

"We don't even have the honor, and we're with the Evil Sky Pavilion," Zhou Jifeng said solemnly.

"You should be grateful that you were allowed to be here and witness the pavilion master unleash his amazing strength."

The two of them spoke with one mind.

The others were slightly distracted by this.

Lu Zhou no longer looked at Shan Yunzheng. With a hand on his back, he tossed the Falling Moon Bow.

The bow flew toward Hua Yuexing. She hastily caught it. She was slightly overwhelmed by the favor. She asked tentatively, "Pavilion Master, does this mean..."

"The Falling Moon Bow is yours to begin with. I'm giving you justice. The Falling Moon Bow will be returned to its rightful owner," Lu Zhou replied.

Hua Yuexing was excited when she heard this. She held the Falling Moon Bow as she fell to her knees and kowtowed at Lu Zhou. "Thank you, Pavilion Master!"

Shan Yunzheng was clearly displeased. Hua Yuexing was her disciple. The Falling Moon Bow was supposed to remain with her. She did not expect things to turn out this way. Various conflicting emotions rose in her heart, but she could not verbalize them.

Hua Yuexing carried the Falling Moon Bow and went to the side to study it. Indeed, her name was engraved on the bow.

Hua Wudao chuckled and said, "Congratulations."

"Thank you for your encouragement, Elder Hua."

"Alas, this Falling Moon Bow has acknowledged Shan Yunzheng as its owner. If you wish to unleash its full potential, it'll have to be refined again," Hua Wudao said as he looked at the bow.

An awkward expression appeared on Shan Yunzheng's face when she heard the word 'owner'. She did not dare to say anything.

Lu Zhou glanced at Shan Yunzheng and said, "I'm familiar with Yun Tianluo in the past… His shooting skills were much superior to yours."

Shan Yunzheng was shocked to hear this. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead as she said, "I didn't know that you're familiar with the patriarch, Pavilion Master… Please forgive me on account of that, Pavilion Master."

Lu Zhou looked at Shan Yunzheng as he stroked his beard, "Who owns the mount, Ba Wu?"

Shan Yunzheng said, "Third Elder Lu Ping!"

"Tell him that I want to see him."

"Understood!" Shan Yunzheng was overjoyed. This meant the Evil Sky Pavilion would spare her. As for Lu Ping? She really could care less about what happened to Lu Ping. Moreover, when she recalled that Lu Ping was the one who lent her the mount and nearly caused her trouble, she was incensed. For this reason, she was delighted to hear the Evil Sky Pavilion wanted to see Lu Ping,

Lu Zhou waved his sleeve.

Then, Shan Yunzheng left the Evil Sky Pavilion hurriedly with her four subordinates.

...

After some time, Zhu Honggong came flying back while carrying the mount, Ba Wu.

Boom!

He dumped the body on the ground.

The others walked up to it.

They saw the wolf-like Ba Wu. It had purple fur, bulging eyes, and protruding fangs. It looked hideous.

"It's ugly!" Little Yuan'er cried out as she scrunched her face up into a disgusted expression.

"Little Junior Sister, mounts are usually like that. There are many mounts that are uglier than this," Zhu Honggong said with a smile.

The others continued to study the mount. Although Ba Wu had died, it was every say that they encountered such a mount. This would add to their knowledge.

"Master… please make a decision." Zhu Honggong bowed and made an inviting gesture.

Lu Zhou studied Ba Wu's appearance as he stroked his beard.

Zhu Honggong said, "Master, this mount must've come from Heaven Moat Forest in the southwest. It has thick fur that can withstand the cold. I think its hide can be sold for 1,000 catties of silver, at least… These fangs, they're rare artifacts. They can be used as medicinal primers and should fetch a price of 500 catties. As for its flesh, it's not worth much. The flesh of such beasts is tough and has a strong smell."

The others regarded Zhu Honggong suspiciously. They did not know what he was talking about.

When he sensed the peculiar gazes directed toward him, Zhu Honggong scratched his head. "A force of habit… Sorry…"

Was the Evil Sky Pavilion in need of such things?

Zhu Honggong spoke again, "Master, that shot shocked the heavens and the earth. I can hear the ghosts and the gods crying as well."

"Enough." Lu Zhou waved his hand and said, "Burn and bury it."

"Yes, master." Zhu Honggong conjured up his energy without a second thought. He carried the huge mount and brought it to the back of the mountain as if it weighed nothing.

Just when Lu Zhou was about to turn around and leave, Hua Yuexing bowed and said, "Pavilion Master, may I ask for a favor?"

"What is it?"

"I… I would like to learn the Meteor After the Moon."

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "It's not a high-level arrow skill at all. There are better skills in the books at the western and northern pavilions. When you're at the Five-leaf stage, you may consider coming up with your own arrow skills."

When Hua Yuexing heard this, she said, "Thank you for enlightening me, Pavilion Master."

"I'll help you refine the Falling Moon Bow once I have more time." After Lu Zhou finished speaking, he returned to the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Hua Yuexing was slightly stunned by Lu Zhou's words.

As Hua Wudao looked at Lu Zhou's retreating back, he quickly spoke on Hua Yuexing's behalf, "Thank you, Pavilion Master."

Refining a weapon was no small feat after all.

"Congratulations."

"Felicitations."

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng cupped their fists and offered their congratulations. They were filled with envy and jealousy when they looked at the bow in Hua Yuexing's hand. They longed for the day where they could have their own weapons as well.

Duanmu Sheng knew what was going through Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng's minds. He brought his Overlord Spear down heavily on the ground.

Clang!

The ground cracked.

"You can think about your weapons when you're in the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm."

"You're right, Mister Third." Hua Wudao nodded in agreement. "Let's call it a day. Elder Leng and I don't have any weapons ourselves. Why do you insist on owning one?"

Upon hearing Hua Wudao's words, Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng felt much better. If an elder with a higher status and cultivation than them did not even have a weapon, as juniors, they should not be complaining. Moreover, the Falling Moon Bow was Hua Yuexing's weapon, to begin with. It suited her best as well.

…

In the pavilion.

Lu Zhou called up the system dashboard and looked at his merit points again.

Merit points: 33,200.

After thinking about it, Lu Zhou decided to try his luck with the lucky draws. If he could get the Ten Worlds avatar, it would make his day.

"Lucky draw."

"Ding! Spent 50 merit points. Obtained Reversal Card x1."

A good start. He had some luck. However, the next ten consecutive draws resulted in 'thank you' messages.

Lu Zhou looked at his luck points and muttered, "Lucky draw."

"Ding! Spent 50 merit points and 10 luck points. Obtained Reversal Card x10."

Lu Zhou frowned. Was the system in collusion with the Reversal Cards? Perhaps, the system was giving him a hint? In any case, this was better than nothing.

Lu Zhou did another 20 draws. He was amused that the attempts resulted in 'thank you' messages. He finally lost the urge to continue.

After muttering to himself for some time, Lu Zhou called up the item mall. He purchased the avatar, the Ten Worlds.

"Ding! Obtained the avatar, Ten Worlds. Spent 30,000 merit points. Equip?"

Lu Zhou did not equip it immediately. He looked at the price of the Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar.

Hundred Tribulations Insight: 100,000.

"…" He fought the urge to curse as checked his remaining merit points.

1,600.

It was a shame that he did not get Refining Talismans from the lucky draws. It was not something that could be bought like the other item cards. If he wanted to refine the Falling Moon Bow, he would have to try again when he had better luck. He could not afford to purchase anything else with his remaining merit points. It was not even enough to buy a Deadly Strike Card.

Lu Zhou was still lamenting his poverty when...

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

Lu Zhou was no longer surprised by these notifications. He merely wondered which sect's elder Yu Shangrong had targeted. He remembered the names on the list. None of them was worthy of any sympathy even if they died.

Finally, Lu Zhou said, "Equip."

Shortly after, Lu Zhou felt a new power coursed through his veins. The Nine Transformations Yin Yang avatar faded away and was replaced by the Ten Worlds avatar.

…

Nightfall. On the roof outside the eastern pavilion.

Pan Litian and Jiang Aijian were merrymaking over wine.

"Why didn't you tell the Empress Dowager that you're the Third Prince?" Pan Litian asked as he looked at the moon in the sky.

"Elder Pan, why didn't you tell Pan Zhong that you're his fourth progenitor?" Jiang Aijian retorted with a chuckle.

Pan Litian straightened his back immediately and said, "Heh… I asked you a question. How can you reply with another question? Wait… How did you find out about this?"

Jiang Aijian said with a smile, "That's easy. You were once close with the Fourth Prince at the southwestern border. I've investigated you back then."

"What a cunning brat."

The two of them were enjoying the conversation when there was a surge of power in the eastern pavilion.

Jiang Aijian was relatively new in the Evil Sky Pavilion. When he saw this, he frowned. "Did someone invade the Evil Sky Pavilion?"

Pan Litian shook his head and spoke with a tone that suggested that he was used to this, "You should get used to this. The pavilion master likes to try his hand in these peculiar undertakings."

"Is that so?"

Boom!

The accumulation of energy was completed. The eastern pavilion fell silent again.

Jiang Aijian turned around and nodded. He was just about to continue their conversation when there was another, more intense surge of power.

Boom! Boom!

It sounded much louder than the previous commotion in the eastern pavilion.

"Looks like there's an enemy this time!" Jiang Aijian said as he scratched his head. "Looks like I'm quite popular in these parts. Even with news of my death circulating everywhere, there are still those who won't leave me alone! What a pain!"