My Disciples Are All Villains

The villagers swallowed. They could not stop shaking as they retreated.

The sun shone glinted off the Jasper Saber. Without any interference from Primal Qi, everything seemed primal and straightforward.

Blood dripped off the blade.

Sweat and blood mingled on young Yu Zhenghai's arms. He seemed to be used to seeing such scenes.

"Kill him!" The two wolf dogs on the side barked and pounced at Yu Zhenghai.

At this moment, young Yu Zhenghai seemed to be possessed by an elite. He pirouetted slightly and swung his Jasper Saber furiously. Like before, he did not retreat but advanced. His Jasper Saber moved with merciless speed and precision. The blade slid across the waist of the two animals.

Due to the excessive force and precision of the wounds, the two wolf dogs did not even wail when they were cleaved into two.

The villagers kept retreating.

The strong men of the village came running out.

Many of them were unaware of what had happened. When they saw young Yu Zhenghai covered in blood with the Jasper Saber in his hand, they pointed at him and cursed, "You dog! Are you trying to rebel?"

A Roulian charged toward Yu Zhenghai. In the past, he would have slapped Yu Zhenghai across the face, spat on him, and given him a few kicks for good measure. However, today, he hurled his fist toward Yu Zhenghai, clearly not having any intention to hold back.

The Jasper Saber stabbed cleanly into his chest. It was a straight and forceful stab. There were no flashy moves. This was the simplest and most primitive killing move.

The villager's body stiffened. He looked down incredulously as his life slipped away in front of his eyes.

Young Yu Zhenghai raised his left hand and pressed the villager's forehead.

Thud!

The villager fell backward.

Yu Zhenghai continued to advance.

The villagers finally realized how dire the situation was. The weak and meek Great Yan slave in the past, that piece of trash, Ah Hai, had killed someone!

"Get him!"

The villagers were of the opinion that if they joined forces, they would emerge victorious. This gave them a boost of courage. They charged collectively.

Young Yu Zhenghai was not afraid at all. He wielded the saber with both hands and charged into the mob. He slashed at his left and right. He put his back into every swing of his blade. Every blade saw red! The peculiar thing was… he somehow managed to dodge the attacks of the villagers at the perfect moment.

He was like a lunatic at this moment. His movements were wild, frenzied, and chaotic as he swung his Jasper Saber about

The dismembered heads, arms, and legs flying everywhere deeply moved the members of the Evil Sky Pavilion.

The cultivator, Gelong, was at a loss for words. He could not believe that an ordinary person could obtain the power to fight against a crowd after a brief training session. He did not believe such a genius could exist in the cultivation world. How did that young man master a killing technique in such a short time?

The peerless saber shone on the snow and was so sharp it could slice through the air.

Where the wise blade was swung, heads would roll. It was either kill or be killed.

Guluo Village was in chaos.

For what seemed like hours, the sounds of crashing, howling, and swords being drawn rang in the air before they finally died down.

The remaining villagers were in shock. That slave, Ah Hai, whom they were trying to bring down was still standing with a straight back. The Jasper Saber in his hand was completely covered in blood.

The Roulians around him fell down one after another.

Young Yu Zhenghai was the only one who remained standing among the corpses. He stepped forward with a determined look in his eyes. Perhaps, he was too exhausted from swinging the saber, he staggered before he quickly stabbed the saber into the ground to stabilize his footing. He was drenched in sweat.

At this moment…

"Enough!" Gelong stomped his foot. He unleashed his Primal Qi, leaped into the air, and struck with his palm.

The hope in the villagers' hearts was rekindled as they looked at Gelong reverently!

The palm seal shot toward young Yu Zhenghai. He instinctively drew his saber to parry it.

Bam!

He held onto the back of the saber tightly as he slid backward, leaving two shallow ditches! However, he did not fall! He looked up and stared at the Gelong in the air.

He took another deep breath. He wanted to shout for help from this temporary master. However, for some unknown reason, the word 'help' was stuck in his throat.

Gelong dove!

Young Yu Zhenghai chanted a familiar sutra in his mind. 'The soundless wind and the Qi are as still as a lake. The shadowless light and the saber that leaves no trace…'

Gelong struck with his palms! "A mortal is a mortal, after all! Die!"

Young Yu Zhenghai raised his saber again as he fought back valiantly. "Hundred rivers return to the sea!"

Bam!

The instant they collided, young Yu Zhenghai flew backward. His arms went numb from the impact!

Gelong was pushed back by the saber. His palm seal dissipated. After sliding backward for half a meter, he came to a halt. How was this possible? He was shocked. "Heaven-grade?!"

Gelong felt contemptuous. He stomped his feet and leaned forward. He kept striking with his palms.

Several palm seals flew forward.

Young Yu Zhenghai was in an extremely excited state. He gripped his Jasper Saber tightly.

Whizz!

The Jasper Saber was vibrating.

Young Yu Zhenghai felt stunned. He did not have the time to think about the reason behind this as he swung to parry the incoming attack.

"Merge into one!"

Shadows shot out from the Jasper Saber and collided with Gelong's palm seals!

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Yu Zhenghai's attacks increased in speed!

When the villagers saw this, they looked at each other meaningfully. As though they had come to a tacit agreement, they picked up their hoes and charged at the same time.

"Kill!"

"If he lives, we'll die! Kill him!"

The remaining villagers raised their weapons, stepped over the corpses with bloodshot eyes, and charged toward young Yu Zhenghai.

The more young Yu Zhenghai swung his Jasper Blade, the more he felt that he was becoming one with his saber. More of his potential seemed to be unleashed at this moment! Goosebumps rose on his skin as he continued to swing his saber.

Gelong's attacks rained down like a storm!

When Yu Zhenghai swung his saber again, the Jasper Saber left his hand and flew into the air.

Everything seemed to slow down…

The moment the Jasper Saber left his hand, a sneer appeared on Gelong's face. 'It's time to end this!'

The Jasper Saber spun in the air, drawing an arc in the air before it fell. Shortly after, the Jasper Saber buzzed as energy sabers burst forth…

The miniature energy sabers spun and descended on the Roulians.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

"Great Dark Heaven Memorial!"

The Roulians fell down almost instantly.

Their corpses piled up.

Bam!

The final energy saber stabbed Gelong's heart!

Then, the Jasper Saber returned to young Yu Zhenghai. The coldness of the blade was biting, its majesty was obvious.

The sounds of the battle ended abruptly.

Gelong looked at his gaping chest. When he looked at the young Yu Zhenghai who was barely a foot before himself, his lips trembled. "Impossible… impossible…"

When he dropped to the side, he was still mumbling the word 'impossible'. He shuddered before he took his last breath.

A gust of wind blew the smell of blood away.

Young Yu Zhenghai sat limply on the ground; the Jasper Saber was in his embrace. He had a wild look on his face. He was shocked, flustered, and at a loss… He could not believe it. 'Was this all my doing?'

His clothes were torn from the impact of Gelong's palm seals. The sun revealed his body that was riddled with scars and bruises. It formed a stark contrast with the corpses before him and the stinging scent of blood.

The members of the Evil Sky Pavilion were stunned. Nobody questioned his ability.

His personality, his experiences, his past… this was only normal. He was bound to end up this way.

"A genius! He's more of a genius than Conch! It's no wonder the pavilion master wishes to recruit him as a disciple!" Pan Zhong broke the stifling silence. Although he did nothing all this time, he felt as excited as though he was fighting the battle himself.

"The pavilion master has a great eye for talent. I can hardly believe that such a person exists."

Lu Zhou looked ahead with a satisfied gaze. He looked at young Yu Zhenghai who was sitting on the ground, looking confused.

At this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the village.

"How dare you kill my disciple? I'll kill you!"

The figure moved at lightning speed. His cultivation base was clearly a few levels higher than Gelong's!

This was bad! Nobody expected there to be more elites?!

Grand technique?

The black figure flew out with his body straight. His palm seal brought with it a momentum that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth…

Bam!

Young Yu Zhenghai was completely worn out; he could only close his eyes.

There was a sound of a collision.

Yu Zhenghai was sure he was going to die. However, after a moment, he discovered he did not feel any pain. He opened his eyes tentatively. He saw an old man standing before him, looking as lofty as Mount Tai.

The palm strike did not land on Yu Zhenghai but on the old man's chest.

The black figure's heart sank. He looked up. He saw Lu Zhou stroking his beard with one hand while the other hand was on his back.

Lu Zhou said, "I hate despicable men who use sneak attacks the most. Get lost!" A surge of energy fanned out before Lu Zhou!

The sound wave was like a substantial energy seal as it struck the black figure's face. He was sent flying, and his internal organs were grievously injured. His face contorted from the pain as he fell to the ground.

Everything ended with just a strike!