My Disciples Are All Villains

Chapter 125: The Death of Ye Tianxin

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lu Zhou waved his arm. He did not even look at the female cultivator when he walked out of the great hall with his hands on his back.

Little Yuan’er, Mingshi Yin, and Duanmu Sheng followed closely behind him.

A short while later, Lu Zhou arrived at the south pavilion.

Some female cultivators were already waiting for him at the south pavilion’s entrance. When they saw Lu Zhou, they fell to their knees. “Greetings, Pavilion Master!”

Lu Zhou ignored them, directly making his way to where Ye Tianxian was being held. He waved his arms and a wave of energy pushed the door open.

At this moment, Ye Tianxin lay on the bed. Her face was ghastly pale. Her skin and hair were completely white.

The two female cultivators in the room kneeled before they retreated.

Ye Tianxin looked up with great difficulty. When she saw her master, she hastily tried to get up but ended up falling off the bed instead. “M-master.”

Lu Zhou’s expression was indifferent as he said, “Have you heard?”

“I know that I’ve committed a grave and unforgivable sin,” Ye Tianxian said before breaking into a fit of violent coughing and spat out a mouthful of blood.

A female cultivator immediately went forward to support her.

“This disciple has one request...” When Ye Tianxin saw Lu Zhou remaining silent, she mustered up her courage and continued to speak, “I would like to kill Wei Zhuoyan with my own hands to avenge the Fish Dragon Village. After that, I shall atone for my sins with my life.”

When Lu Zhou heard this, he stroked his beard. He said without any inflection in his tone, “Your cultivation base has been disabled. How’re you going to kill Wei Zhuoyan?”

“Uh...” Ye Tianxin’s expression soured. In her current condition, she might not even be able to defeat a mortal, let alone Wei Zhuoyan who had a profound cultivation base. If the Derived Moon Palace’s female cultivators did not take such good care of her, her condition would be even worse.

“Ye Tianxin,” Lu Zhou said apathetically, “You betrayed your master, denounced your patriarch, defected from the Evil Sky Pavilion, committed crimes, and ruined my reputation. What do you have to say for yourself?”

Mingshi Yin scratched his head at these words. ‘Master, what reputation are you talking about?’

After all, Ye Tianxin was not the only one ruining the Evil Sky Pavilion’s reputation in the outside world. All these years, the Nether Sect, Darknet, and even Old Eighth’s Tiger Ridge Gang had blamed all their actions on the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Ye Tianxin said respectfully, “I have nothing to say.”

“In that case, I’ll grant you death.”

“Huh?”

Lu Zhou suddenly raised his hand and hit Ye Tianxin.

This sudden development caught everyone off guard.

A surge of gentle energy hit Ye Tianxin. If she still had her cultivation base, this energy wave would not have hurt her. However, she had no cultivation base at the moment. This hit could be fatal to her.

Bang!

“Master!”

“Master, don’t...”

Little Yuan’er, Mingshi Yin, and Duanmu Sheng did not expect their master to suddenly lash out as well. They were greatly shocked. All of them cried out to plead for mercy, but it was too late.

Ye Tianxin was sent flying from the energy’s impact. She dropped to the floor with a thud.

“Pick her up,” Lu Zhou said nonchalantly.

“Y-yes...” The two female cultivators were scared witless. They hastily helped Ye Tianxin onto the bed.

Lu Zhou waved his arm and walked up to the bed and looked at Ye Tianxin. ‘Indeed, there aren’t any Primal Qi in her dantian or sea of Qi.’ He raised his hand and placed his palm on Ye Tianxin’s forehead.

Upon seeing this, Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng fell to their knees immediately. “Master!”

Lu Zhou lowered his hand. However, Ye Tianxin had to be punished. He placed his palm softly on her forehead. A faint wisp of Primal Qi surrounded her before a peculiar thing happened...

Ye Tianxin’s skin tone changed again. It was now like a jasper with a faint sheen. At the same time, her hair, arms, and the rest of her body turned transparent before she began to levitate in the air.

“This is...” Duanmu Sheng was greatly shocked.

“That’s right, a Bai...” Mingshi Yin said with a nod.

“Why’s master doing this?”

Mingshi Yin looked at the situation in the room again before he pulled Duanmu Sheng and Little Yuan’er out. When they were outside, he sighed and said, “Junior Sister Tianxin has a rough life... When she fearlessly joined the Evil Sky Pavilion many years ago, her talents were nothing special. However, her cultivation base improved in leaps and bounds. The annihilation of the Fish Dragon Village is probably her motivation. Junior Sister Tianxin was cold and heartless, but she never complained about master’s criticisms and temper. Hence, master granted her the Amorous Hoop. The Amorous Hoop isn’t really amorous. Instead, it symbolizes hatred.”

“I still don’t understand,” Little Yuan’er mumbled.

“The reason Junior Sister Tianxin’s cultivation base improved so quickly is due to her being a Bai. Since ancient times, the Bais were exceptionally gifted in cultivation. I’m afraid that master’s palm strike bodes ill for her.”

“Bodes ill for her?”

“That might not be the case. If master wants to kill her, he would’ve done so when we captured her. Why would he wait until now?”

Duanmu Sheng and Little Yuan’er were confused.

Mingshi Yin continued to say, “If Junior Sister Tianxin dies, she only has herself to blame. That’s the consequence of betraying master, denouncing the patriarch, and defecting from the Evil Sky Pavilion. If she lives, it means that her destined time isn’t up.”

“You’re saying the Bais might have some special ability that preserves their lives?” Duanmu Sheng asked, puzzled.

“Maybe... I don’t know much about the Bais,” Mingshi Yin said.

Little Yuan’er said with a pout, “Senior brother, based on your words, it seems like Senior Sister Tianxin has had it rough.”

At this moment, Lu Zhou finally walked out of the room. His expression was indifferent as usual.

“Master.” The three disciples bowed in unison when they saw Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou glanced at three of them and said, “Life and death are decided by the heavens.” As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Mingshi Yin could not help but worry. He entered the room immediately. He saw Ye Tianxin lying on the bed and rushed over to examine her. There was no aura nor pulse. His eyes widened in astonishment as he staggered backward.

The two Derived Moon Palace’s female cultivators were crying uncontrollably on their knees beside the bed.

Mingshi Yin could not believe this. He circulated his Primal Qi and infused it into Ye Tianxin’s meridians. “Hm? What’s this?” No matter how he tried to infuse his Primal Qi, Ye Tianxin was like a rock, unmoving. His Primal Qi was completely blocked from entering her body.

“Her extraordinary eight meridians are completely sealed.”

“A Bai?”

Mingshi Yin hastily lowered his hands and turned to look at the two female cultivators. He asked in a deep voice, “Before master left, did he say anything?”

“Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master said... that life and death are decided by the heavens. Whether Palace Master survives or not, it depends on her fate!”

Mingshi Yin muttered to himself, “As expected...”

...

Meanwhile.

The General’s Mansion in Changning.

“General, there’s a letter from the palace. The messenger emphasized that you should open it yourself.”

Wei Zhuoyan received the letter. He opened it and went through it carefully. After reading its contents, he slammed the letter on the table.

Bang!

The letter and the table were instantly destroyed.

“The audacity...” Wei Zhuoyan’s eyes were burning with rage.

Wei Zhuoyan’s subordinate ventured carefully, “General... what is it that angers you so?”

“A trivial matter,” Wei Zhuoyan waved his hand and said, “Draft a reply for me. Say that I’m informed about this.”

“Understood.” The subordinate left.

Wei Zhuoyan scoffed and said, “A mere witchcraft cultivator dares to order me around. Preposterous!” Then, he barked, “Men!”

“Yes, general.”

“I’m feeling unwell. I won’t be attending any feast,” Wei Zhuoyan said.

“Then... what about His Highness’s side?”

“I’m not going.”

“Understood!”