My Disciples Are All Villains

Chapter 165: Your Ten-year Limit

Duanmu Sheng did not continue. He did not understand his master’s temper nor did he know how his master felt about Old Eighth. He had already done his part by faithfully conveying Old Seventh’s message to his master.

Little Yuan’er said, “Master, Eighth Senior Brother’s cultivation base is similar to mine... If the Clarity Sect makes a move, I think he’ll be chopped to death!”

Little Yuan’er’s choice of words made Lu Zhou feel slightly speechless.

Duanmu Sheng said, “He won’t die that easily.”

Zhu Honggong was an Evil Sky Pavilion’s disciple. With his cultivation base, he would have died a long time ago if he was so easily killed. He would not have stayed alive until this day.

There was also a possibility that Si Wuya sent this letter to try and get rid of his opponent by using the Evil Sky Pavilion. Regardless of his motives, if Lu Zhou was not bothered, there was nothing Si Wuya could do.

Duanmu Sheng and Little Yuan’er remained tactful when they saw their master’s attitude toward the matter. They no longer spoke about the matter and stood obediently and respectfully at the side.

Lu Zhou shifted his gaze back to Leng Luo who was resting against the wall in the corner. He said, “Leng Luo, Mo Li’s cunning and scheming... She’s hiding deep in the palace. Since you hate her, you should kill her with your own hands.” After he finished speaking, he left the north pavilion.

When they were halfway between the north pavilion and the great hall, Duanmu Sheng said, “Master, Leng Luo was once under Mo Li’s command. Also, we’ve killed two of his subordinates. Aren’t you nurturing the tiger and inviting calamity by doing this?”

Leng Luo was an Eight-leaf expert after all. They would have to be prepared for the day if he recovered his strength in the future.

Lu Zhou stopped in his tracks. He shook his head and said, “Leng Luo is still gravely injured. He won’t be able to create much trouble. If he truly recovered his Eight-leaf cultivation base... His first target won’t be the Evil Sky Pavilion.”

When Duanmu Sheng heard this, he was hit with a sudden realization. He smacked his own head and said, “I understand now.”

The person whom Leng Luo hated the most right now was Mo Li who was dwelling deep within the palace. Mo Li had controlled Leng Luo for many years. It could be said that Mo Li had single-handedly caused this situation.

“Have Pan Zhong keep an eye on him.”

“Yes, master.”

They returned to the great hall.

Lu Zhou glanced at the system dashboard.

Merit points: 12,112.

Perhaps, it was due to the adrenaline rush he felt from subduing Leng Luo, Lu Zhou decided to do six lucky draws in a row. Based on previous results, after considering the cost and the results, he would still be earning overall.

Alas, Lu Zhou was greeted with six ‘Thank you’ messages. Currently, he had 14 luck points. He shook his head and dismissed the dashboard, giving up on the lucky draw for now.

Then, Lu Zhou looked at Little Yuan’er who was standing obediently in the great hall and said, “Come here.”

“Mhm...” Little Yuan’er went to Lu Zhou’s side like a chick pecking for grain.

“Is there a problem with your cultivation?”

Little Yuan’er nodded and said, “I’ve been cultivating the Supreme Purity Jade Slip recently, and I have this feeling that my cultivation base isn’t making any progress... I’m making no headway.”

“Making no headway?” Lu Zhou was puzzled. The completed Supreme Purity Jade Slip should not have many problems. With Little Yuan’er’s talent, which far surpassed his other eight disciples, it was impossible that she did not have any headway.

“Give me your hand.”

“Oh.”

Lu Zhou infused his Primal Qi into Little Yuan’er’s Extraordinary Eight Meridians. His Primal Qi circulated within her. After making a complete cycle, it entered her dantian’s sea of Qi.

Lu Zhou frowned, “There’s only a dantian?”

A cultivator would usually go through Body Tempering to Mystic Enlightening, and from the Sense Condensing to Brahman Sea. If a Brahman Sea cultivator connected all eight meridians, the cultivator would be able to open up a sea of Qi in their dantian. That was where the name ‘Brahman Sea’ came from.

The dantian’s sea of Qi was the mold of the Golden Lotus under an avatar’s feet. The dantian was the Golden Lotus whereas the sea of Qi was the leaves of the lotus and the light that spread in all directions.

Without a sea of Qi, it would be difficult for Little Yuan’er to improve her cultivation base. She would be limited by her dantian.

“Master... what’s wrong?”

Lu Zhou raised his hand. He was inwardly shocked.

Little Yuan’er was capable of cultivating up to the Divine Court realm without a sea of Qi. This was a remarkable feat! Fortunately, he had discovered this in time. Otherwise, if she had continued to cultivate in this state, her dantian would have burst from the pressure of the Primal Qi power, and she would die.

“Let’s put the Supreme Purity Jade Slip aside for now.”

“Oh.”

“You’ve yet to open up your sea of Qi. You’d only be doing more harm than good if you forcibly cultivate.”

Upon hearing this, Little Yuan’er cried out in shock, “I’ve yet to open my sea of Qi?”

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, “It’s a small issue. There’s no need to worry.” Although he said that it was a minor issue, it was not something that could be solved easily. What puzzled Lu Zhou was that Little Yuan’er’s sea of Qi was closed. There was no way Ji Tiandao did not notice this with his capabilities. For this reason, he surmised Ji Tiandao was most likely the culprit.

Lu Zhou shook his head helplessly.

“Master, a letter...” Little Yuan’er suddenly pointed at a messenger bird circling outside the great hall before she leaped toward it. With movements as quick as lightning, she caught the bird.

When she returned to the great hall, she opened the letter. She said with a pout, “It’s that shameless man again!”

“Jiang Aijian?” To be more precise, Liu Chen, the Third Prince of Great Yan?

Little Yuan’er read the letter out loud, “Thank you for the gift of the sword, Old Senior Ji. It truly is a peerless sword. I’m satisfied with it. To show my respect and gratitude to you, old senior, here are some pieces of information...”

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded.

With Jiang Aijian’s status and brains, it was not surprising for him to be able to open the warehouse and obtain the sword.

“Continue.”

“First, be wary of your seventh disciple. He has a knack for troublemaking. Is he trying to plunge the world into chaos? Second, the Wei Zhuoyan who went to the Evil Sky Pavilion is an impostor. The real Wei Zhuoyan has already gone to Bluesun Lake. He’s prepared to hide for eight to ten years since it’s said that your ten-year limit is upon you. That Wei Zhuoyan is truly cunning... Also, isn’t it prudent for us to set a timeline for this partnership of ours? I can’t help but think that I’m getting the short end of the stick by exchanging my entire life for a good sword...”

Ten-year limit...

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and shook his head. “Everyone’s waiting for me to die...”

“Master, I don’t dare to have such thoughts,” Little Yuan’er said.

“Send word to Jiang Aijian. Tell him, since there’s a ten-year limit, this partnership will be dissolved once I die!”

“Mhm, I’ll write to him right away.”

Little Yuan’er sent Lu Zhou’s message out in no time at all.

However, to their surprise, early the next morning, Jiang Aijian had replied to them.

“Nice one, Old Senior Ji. I don’t think it’ll only last for ten years... However, even if it goes on for 15 years, I still think it’s a worthy exchange for this good sword.

After reading the letter, Little Yuan’er cursed at his shamelessness again.

However, Lu Zhou seemed unperturbed. He stroked his beard and said, “Tell him that I’ve always taken promises very seriously and that I hate those who don’t the most.”

“Yes, master.”

After Little Yuan’er sent the letter, Lu Zhou mulled over the content of Jiang Aijian’s letter.

“Notify your Third and Fourth Senior Brothers. Tell them to take Wei Zhuoran with them...”

“What’re you planning to do this time, master?” Little Yuan’er was intrigued.

“Someone’s in a hurry to reincarnate. Naturally, I’m more than willing to fulfill his wish...”

Although Little Yuan’er did not understand this, she nodded anyway. She immediately ran out.

...

Meanwhile, in a cottage at the center of Bluesun Lake.

The cottage was clean and elegant. Apart from a wooden bridge that led to the center of the lake, it was surrounded by water.

A graceful lady next to Wei Zhuoyan asked, “General, can Wei Zhuoran... fool that old villain?”

Wei Zhuoyan was reclining on a wooden armchair, rocking it back and forth. He enjoyed the sunlight as he said, “Since Wei Zhuoran has a death wish, and you’ve trained him well, there won’t be a huge problem... I have nothing to lose even if Wei Zhuoran fails to fool the old villain.”