My Disciples Are All Villains

Based on the current situation, the use of the Deadly Strike Card was a loss to Lu Zhou. However, considering the fact that Ye Zhen would surely grow into a huge threat in the future, nipping him in the bud was the best course of action.

Lu Zhou hovered in the sky on the northern side of the middle peak.

The Daoist Nine Cuts Hand Seals had attracted the disciples in the area.

It also caught the attention of Chen Tiandu, the Master of the Flying Star House, who was on the middle peak as well. His voice thundered in Lofty Steep Mountain as he shouted, "Activate the Formation!"

The sounds of energy resonance rang in the air. At the same time, many red lotus avatars flew off the five peaks that resemble fingers.

Several 100-foot avatars were charging swiftly to the scene.

Above the middle peak, a peculiar energy seemed to be brewing.

A Ten-leaf expert!

'I have one Deadly Strike Card left… if I fight him to the bitter end, I might still stand a chance… However, the Formation of these five peaks is strange...' Lu Zhou did not think that it would be in his interest to stay on Lofty Steep Mountain. However, he was rather tempted to stay when he saw the moving merit points that were charging toward him.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Daoist veins Formation was forming, but Lu Zhou's extraordinary power would not be restricted.

'Forget it. I should get out of here, just to be safe.' Lu Zhou unleashed the power of past lives again. With his extraordinary power, he unleashed his grand technique and moved swiftly toward the north.

At this moment, 1,000 disciples arrived where Ye Zhen had fallen.

Several Eight-leaf avatars saw a flash of blue in the sky to the north. Perhaps, it was due to the setting sun and the evening mist, most of them did not have a good look at it.

"Someone's invaded! After them!"

Roughly five Eight-leaf avatars gave chase in the direction of the flash of blue light.

Meanwhile, many low-rank cultivators followed them from behind.

As for the other disciples, they landed next to the ditch that Ye Zhen was lying in.

"What happened?"

Although the commotion was huge, when they hurried over, all they saw was a flash of a figure, numerous palm seals, and Ye Zhen's falling red avatar.

"If my eyes didn't deceive me, I think a Nine-leaf cultivator was hit out of the sky. I… I think it's Elder… Elder Ye..."

"Impossible! Elder Ye will be the one doing the beating!"

At this moment, the Formation of Lofty Steep Mountain was completed; It enveloped the area.

Daoist veins flowed in the skies.

At this moment, a disciple at the edge of the pit said, "There's no one in here!"

Apart from a human-shaped dent stained with blood in the center of the ditch, nobody could be seen at all.

"How's this possible? I swear I saw a red lotus cultivator plummeting from the sky. I'm sure it was a Nine-leaf cultivator as well!" a disciple cried out in confusion.

The other disciples were puzzled as well.

Some of them leaped into the ditch, but they did not find anything.

"That's strange… Why isn't there anyone in here?"

"Maybe the person who flew off the middle peak is Elder Ye?!"

The others looked terrified.

Several low-rank Nascent Divinity cultivators flew toward the middle peak and landed in front of the five-story courtyard.

They saw the human-shaped hole, the damaged wooden walls, and the cherry blossom tree.

The disciples hurried to the dojo's entrance. They bowed. "Greetings, Elder Ye!"

However, they were only greeted with silence.

They were puzzled. With Elder Ye's cultivation base, it was impossible for him to have missed such a huge commotion. They mustered up their courage and drew closer to the dojo.

The middle peak had its own rules. Apart from direct disciples, nobody was allowed to approach the dojo with Ye Zhen's permission. Therefore, the disciples were extra cautious as they approached the dojo.

At this moment, the side door suddenly opened. It was Ye Zhen's direct disciple, Jiang Xiaosheng! "Get lost."

The disciples were stunned. They, naturally, did not dare to question Jiang Xiaosheng. They hurriedly bowed before they turned and left.

"I'm warning all of you; anyone who dares to trespass on my master's dojo will be severely punished!" Jiang Xiaosheng fiercely said as he glowered at the disciples.

The others shuddered and hastily left.

After the disciples of the Flying Star House left, Jiang Xiaosheng entered the dojo and shut the wooden door tight. His face glistened with sweat as he patted his chest. He muttered under his breath with a grim expression on his face, "Meng Changdong is capable of killing my master?"

…

Meanwhile, in the forest north of Lofty Steep Mountain.

The rays of the setting sun were filtered by the trees. It was getting darker and darker.

Under a huge tree, Ye Zhen supported himself with one hand against the ground as he spat out a mouthful of blood himself. He panted heavily as he sat and leaned against the tree. When he looked up earlier, he had seen Eight-leaf cultivators of the Flying Star House giving chase. However, they were nowhere to be seen now.

"Who are you?" Ye Zhen gradually calmed down. He waved his hand and patted himself down to remove the dust on his Confucian robe. It was much cleaner now. Then, he straightened his upper garment. Even so, there were still bloodstains on his collar. For some reason, the bloodstains annoyed him greatly. He removed it and tossed it away.

Swoosh!

His Karmic fire appeared and reduced the robe to ashes. He was left in his white garment.

He continued tidying his clothes before he finally calmed down. After that, he sat his legs crossed and regulated his breathing.

…

Meanwhile, after leaving the Formation of Lofty Steep Mountain, Lu Zhou headed north and entered another forest. He did not continue flying. Instead, he remained standing in the forest.

Soon after, five Eight-leaf cultivators from the Flying Star House caught up to him and surrounded him.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Flying Star House?"

Lu Zhou turned around slowly and looked at them.

The five of them were shocked.

"Elder Meng?"

"You're chasing me?"

Lu Zhou's mannerism, speech, gaze, and posture were starkly different from Meng Changdong.

"Meng Changdong, what's the meaning of this? How are you going to explain yourself to Elder Ye after causing such a great disturbance?"

"Elder Meng, that Nine-leaf avatar north of the middle peak was yours, right? Why did you do that?"

The five of them questioned Lu Zhou in turn.

Lu Zhou's expression remained indifferent. His temper that had been ignited by Ye Zhen had not subsided. 'He got away easy since he was killed with just a palm strike.'

He raised his hand and launched shining golden palm seals in the air. "How dare you challenge me, you Eight-leaf cultivators?"

The five cultivators were shocked.

Lu Zhou stepped forward. With every step he took, a leaf emerged from the golden lotus under his feet. Soon after, nine leaves sprouted among the golden flames.

"Golden lotus karmic power! This is bad! Flee!"

Lu Zhou, naturally, would not decline if people willingly offered up their lives to him.

The five people who thought they were chasing someone Ye Zhen had injured fled in different directions.

Bam!

One of the shining golden seals landed on one of the cultivators, causing him to fall. He quickly flipped in the air. When he looked up, he saw a sight that he would never forget.

Lu Zhou rose into the air as a 150-foot avatar rose from the ground. The golden karmic fire burned brightly. A loud buzzing noise rang in the air as an exquisite arrow and bow appeared in his hand. He held the bow and arrows with his five fingers as the other hand pulled the string back. The arrows shone with a blu radiance as tongues of flames shrouded them.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Four energy arrows shot out in four different directions.

Lu Zhou did not hold back at all. He used half of his extraordinary power and divided it among the four arrows. At the same time, he had shrouded them with his karmic fire as well. Coupled with his Nine-leaf cultivation base, no Eight-leaf cultivators would be able to defend against the arrows.

Lu Zhou no longer looked at the cultivators. His avatar and Unnamed that had shifted into a bow disappeared. At the same time, the golden flames and blue radiance faded away as well. Finally, he reverted to his original appearance.

100 meters away, the only Eight-leaf expert who was only hit by the golden palm seal looked at the advancing old man as fear tightened its grip on his heart.