My disciples are all villains.

Lu Zhou's words sounded insincere. However, if the old senior wanted to say that, there was nothing Ding Fanqiu could do but nod along.

Meanwhile, Little Yuan'er was applauding and cheering. Bi An's combat prowess truly exceeded everyone's expectations.

Many of the mortal soldiers were firing arrows from below, but their arrows could only scratch Bi An's hide.

After Lu Zhou gave his order, Bi An no longer pursued the soldiers. It launched itself into the sky. This scene seemed like a recording from the game 'Snakes'.

"Ding! Killed a Brahman Sea realm target. Reward: 20 merit points."

"Ding! Killed a Sense Condensing realm target. Reward: 5 merit points."

"Ding! Killed an early-stage Divine Court realm target. Reward: 100 merit points."

Lu Zhou nodded. He was pleased. Bi An's combat strength was truly impressive. With Bi An's help, he knew it would be easier for him to earn merit points in the future.

Ding Fanqiu stared at the scene with his mouth agape. 'This… This is a legendary mount?' Compared to it, Elephant King was like trash. At this moment, Elephant King was lying weakly on the ground as it made several meek attempts to struggle. It was not in the same league as Bi An at all. He could only shake his head helplessly.

Bi An cleared away the low-ranked cultivators in a short time. Most of the soldiers and cultivators had retreated.

When Lu Zhou saw it was almost over, he waved his arm and commanded Bi An to return. He had earned 800 merit points from this. It was not a lot. After all, these were only weak cultivators.

Bi An obeyed Lu Zhou's order. When it passed by Elephant King near the jetty, it looked down at Elephant King disdainfully from the corners of its eyes.

Elephant King shrunk back slightly in fear as its body trembled. It was meek and subservient in front of Bi An. This was the difference between a legendary mount and an epic mount. It would not be too bad if they were not compared. However, once comparison had been made, it could clearly be seen that the difference was as vast as heaven and earth.

Bi An sat on its hinds majestically next to Bi Lu Zhou and Little Yuan'er. From time to time, it would bare its fangs, preventing the cultivators from coming closer.

At the same time, the effects of the Grand Witchcraft Formation continued to fade.

Lu Zhou frowned slightly. He did not understand why these soldiers and cultivators were still hanging around. 'Aren't they afraid of dying?' He was going to continue interrogating Ding Fanqiu when two individuals flew toward him at breakneck speed. The auras these two people exuded caught everyone's attention.

"Did the palace send so many elites?" Lu Zhou was baffled by this new development.

The two figures continued to move at top speed before they came to a halt, hovering above the Grand Witchcraft Formation.

When Little Yuan'er had a clear look at the two newcomers, she jumped with joy and called out, "Third Senior Brother! Fourth Senior Brother!"

Lu Zhou looked up. Indeed, it was Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin.

Duanmu Sheng wielded his Overlord Spear. He appeared majestic with his muscular body and sharp eyes. He looked like a god who had descended on earth.

Meanwhile, Mingshi Yin who was dressed in gray robes looked strangely at ease and confident. He was smiling broadly at this moment.

"Master!" Both of them descended at the same time. As soon as they descended, a mighty shockwave rippled out.

The remnants of the witchcraft Formation were instantly dispelled by Lu Zhou's two disciples who were in the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm. With the disappearance of the Formation, the air cleared, and their visions returned.

Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin hurried over before they fell to their knees and greeted Lu Zhou, "Master!"

Ding Fanqiu was stunned speechless by their amazing entrance. When he regained his senses, he turned to look at his two fake disciples. 'There's too great of a difference between the real deal and the counterfeits!'

Lu Zhou stroked his bread and asked, "Why did both of you come?"

Mingshi Yin bowed and said, "Master, I've obtained some information from Fan Xiuwen. He said there's a Grand Witchcraft Formation here that's personally maintained by the elites from the palace. Therefore, I went to look for Third Senior Brother and came here as reinforcements."

Duanmu Sheng chimed in, "There are many elites within the palace. I know your strength is peerless, master, and those people are not worthy of being in your presence. However, there's no need for you to waste your energy on small fries, master."

"Please forgive us for taking matters into our own hands," Mingshi Yin said.

Lu Zhou glanced at Mingshi Yin. 'Ever since this fellow has seen the Separation Hook, he has become much more motivated. He's also more cautious compared to before.' If he had known they were coming, he would have saved the five item cards. Alas, there was no use crying over spilled milk. In the end, he only stroked his beard as he said indifferently, "It doesn't matter."

Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng finally rose to their feet and surveyed their surroundings.

The effects from the Grand Witchcraft Formation were practically gone.

The jetty, post-battle, was a complete mess. Bodies were strewn everywhere haphazardly.

Mingshi Yin felt awkward. 'I think we were late.'

Little Yuan'er ran over while giggling and said, "Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, look at these two counterfeits!"

"Counterfeits?" Mingshi Yin was confused for a moment. When he realized what Little Yuan'er meant, he was displeased. He strode over to the young man who resembled him and was lying limply on the ground.

Bzzt –

Mingshi Yin's Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar appeared!

"…" The young man was dumbfounded.

Mingshi Yin spoke, "How dare you impersonate me?"

At this moment, Duanmu Sheng walked over as well. He was about to unleash his Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar as well when Mingshi Yin raised a hand to stop him.

Mingshi Yin said, "Uh, Senior Brother, the Overlord Spear is enough. There's no need for you to…" If his senior brother unleashed his One-leaf avatar, his leafless avatar would pale in comparison.

Ding Fanqiu's disciple shuddered. He hastily begged for mercy. The one who impersonated Duanmu Sheng was too weak to even beg for mercy, He only prostrated himself on the ground as his body trembled violently.

"That's enough," Lu Zhou said calmly.

As soon as Lu Zhou spoke, Mingshi Yin obediently recalled his avatar.

Ding Fanqiu was inwardly shocked. Indeed, the counterfeits' levels were too low. With how talented the disciples of the Evil Sky Pavilion were, how could they not have any breakthrough after such a long time?

"Don't worry, master. When I left Golden Court Mountain, I gave Fan Xiuwen another round of beating. I'm sure he'll be very cooperative from now on."

"…"

'Golden Court Mountain is protected by the barrier anyway. Outsiders can't possibly get in. He's really overdoing it.' However, Lu Zhou did not chide Mingshi Yin.

Without the interference from the Grand Witchcraft Formation, the soldiers, and the cultivators, Lu Zhou approached Ding Fanqiu again.

Ding Fanqiu looked up at Lu Zhou and asked, "Fan Xiuwen is in the Evil Sky Pavilion?"

"It's not your place to ask questions…" Mingshi Yin said with a growl.

Ding Fanqiu's wizened face flushed red.

Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back and asked, "Since you're from the Yun Sect, who sent you?"

"Uh…" Ding Fanqiu stammered. He seemed to be reluctant to divulge the truth.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "After this incident, you might be killed to ensure your silence. You're bringing disaster upon yourself."

Ding Fangqiu muttered to himself for a moment. Indeed. At this point, he had gone past the point of no return. Moreover, Lu Zhou had helped him avenge his female disciple. In the end, he said, "Hua Wudao, the elder of Yun Sect's Enforcement Hall."

"Hua Wudao?" Mingshi Yin's eyes widened as he said, "That old fart's still alive?"

Ding Fanqiu said, "Elder Hua has held a grudge against old senior ever since old senior had defeated him. It has become an obsession and a knot in his heart, causing him to be unable to make any progress in his cultivation base, so..."

"What a shameless prick! He's only got himself to blame for being weak. How dare he blame someone else for being too powerful!" Mingshi Yin cursed.

"…"

Only someone from the Evil Sky Pavilion would say something like that.

Back then, Hua Wudao was a Six-leaf Golden Lotus Avatar elite, and he specialized in defense. Even the ten great elites did not dare to underestimate him. He prided himself on his defensive skills. 20 years ago, he declared that he had the best defense under the heavens. At that time, there had been no movements from the Evil Sky Pavilion, and it seemed like the Evil Sky Pavilion's strength was waning. He wanted to seize the chance and defeat Ji Tiandao to level up to a Seven-leaf Avatar.

However, on the plains of Jing Province, Hua Wudao and Ji Tiandao had only exchanged one blow that ended in Hua Wudao's humiliating defeat. After all, at that time, Ji Tiandao was already an Eight-leaf cultivator. Since that day, Hua Wudao became the laughingstock among the people on the Noble Path. This became a knot in Hua Wudao's heart, causing his cultivation base to stagnate in the past 20 years!

Lu Zhou asked, "Where's Hua Wudao now?"

"Elder Hua has gone to the Green Jade Altar three days ago," Ding Fanqiu hesitated slightly before continuing, "It's said that he has gone there to discuss an alliance to defeat the Evil Sky Pavilion. He… He knows about the matter regarding the palace fishing up bones from the river more than I do."

Lu Zhou remembered Jiang Aijian's letter. The Fiend Temple Master seemed to have gone to the Green Jade Altar as well. 'These people are planning to gang up on the Evil Sky Pavilion?'