My disciples are all villains.

Ye Tianxin put a hand on the ground and pushed herself up. The look on her face was rather miserable and puzzled.

Tricks?

None of it mattered anymore.

She rested her eyes on Mingshi Yin. In addition to the bloodstain, he had dirt on his body as well. There was also a long, narrow gash on his chest, which looked quite scary. Under the bright sunlight, she saw that the wound had not scabbed.

Flies were buzzing around the wound, attracted by the smell of blood and flesh.

Was this her fourth senior brother whom the world feared? Was this Mingshi Yin, a Dao-transforming Divine Court expert? Even flies were bullying him right now!

"I never thought I would see you like this one day," Ye Tianxin said weakly. The hot sunshine and dry air made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Mingshi Yin raised his hand and waved. She did not know whether he was driving the flies away or denying her.

"I'm just tired..."

"That old thing left you all on the mountain to die. I can't believe that you willingly stayed behind to work yourself to death for him...Are you crazy?" Ye Tianxin sneered.

Mingshi Yin was so tired that he could hardly keep his eyelids open, but he still replied, "You don't understand...I'm not like you. I...still respect Master very much..."

When he had finished, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. Right then, a wonderful scene occurred. Tiny seedlings sprouted from the gaps in the ground around Mingshi Yin and began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The branches grew from thin to thick, bursting through the earth and rocks as they wrapped Mingshi Yin in them, blocking the hot sunshine and the flies.

Ye Tianxin frowned and looked at the scene with disbelief.

"This..."

She instinctively moved back a little bit. The courtyard in front of Evil Sky Pavilion was huge enough to fill over a thousand people, but she still moved back worriedly. A short moment later, she realized what was happening, and she murmured to herself, "Senior Brother has mastered the complete Bluewood Technique..."

It was the essence of the Bluewood Technique. When it was cultivated to the peak, it could revive and give the cultivator a new life. It also meant that after transcending the tribulation, Mingshi Yin would become an expert of the same realm as Ye Tianxin. He would step into the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm!

"When did the old villain become so generous?" Ye Tianxin stared at the area covered by woods, stupefied.

"Master!"

A figure in blue clothes descended from the sky into the courtyard—it was Little Yuan'er. She glanced around and saw Ye Tianxin.

"Hmph! Where is my Master, traitor?" She put her hands on her waist and looked at Ye Tianxin with some hostility.

The latter raised her head and glanced at the cute and innocent Little Yuan'er as she shook her head and said, "Little Junior Sister, come over here..."

"I don't want to," said Little Yuan'er.

"Can you tell me what the old thing has been doing all these years?"

Little Yuan'er crossed her arms and ignored her. That put a frown on Ye Tianxin's brow, and she shook her head helplessly. She knew it would be very difficult to know more about the old villain from her little junior sister.

"Little Junior Sister..." Duanmu Sheng's voice rang out from behind.

"Third Senior Brother!"

Duanmu Sheng was not in good shape either. He was chained all over and covered in wounds, with a bloody nose and a swollen face. However, he could still walk and fight.

Ye Tianxin sneered again, but she stopped immediately when she saw Duanmu Sheng glare at her.

"Ye Tianxin, you have deserted the sect, betrayed Master, and your treachery is hated by both man and heaven. How dare you laugh!"

Unlike Mingshi Yin and Little Yuan'er, Duanmu Sheng had a calmer character, but he also had a fiercer temper. He knew Ye Tianxin played a major role in the latest disaster of Golden Court Mountain, so he was mad at her.

"Senior Brother, now that we are at this point, you don't have to be hypocritical anymore. Have you forgotten how the old thing used to treat us?"

Duanmu Sheng paused. He joined the sect very early, and he naturally knew how their master treated his disciples. Had it not been because of that, how would he be betrayed by so many disciples?

Ye Tianxin went on, "Look at how bedraggled you all appear now! The old thing is about to die. When the time comes, I hope you will be as righteous as you are today."

"Shut up!" Duanmu Sheng's nostrils flared. "Yuan'er, since Master is not here, I want you to slap her in the face for me."

"Ah?"

"Do as I say!"

"Oh!"

Little Yuan'er walked to her senior sister and closed her eyes as she raised a hand and threw it across Ye Tianxin's face. The slap was loud and clear, and it numbed the latter's cheek.

Duanmu Sheng reproached, "With this slap, I hope you will remember that this is the Evil Sky Pavilion, the very place where you learned all your skills from Master! If you dare to say anything rude again, don't blame me for not showing you mercy!"

His voice was so loud that it shook Ye Tianxin and rocked her Qi and blood. Although Duanmu Sheng was wounded, he had no problem making such a loud sound.

Since Ye Tianxin had lost her cultivation base, she could not withstand it, and she coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior Brother, let me help you remove the chains," said Little Yuan'er.

"No need. The chain is made from cold iron that is over a thousand years old. I'm afraid only Eldest Senior Brother's Jasper Saber and Second Senior Brother's Longevity Sword can cut through it." Duanmu Sheng shook his head and sighed.

Just then, Zhou Jifeng walked nervously into the courtyard while carrying his sword on his back. This was the second time he had entered Evil Sky Pavilion, and his heart was in a flutter. Even though the three villains here were wounded, he was still very nervous and afraid, not to mention there was another moody little villain.

"Stop!" Little Yuan'er shouted at him.

"Greetings, S-Se-Seniors?" Zhou Jifeng cupped his fists and stammered.

"You were a disciple of Heavenly Sword Sect, which is a famous righteous sect. Why do you want to join Golden Court Mountain? Are you not afraid of being laughed at by the world?" asked Duanmu Sheng.

However, Zhou Jifeng was unperturbed. "If I were afraid of being laughed at, I wouldn't be standing here! Now that I'm here, it means I've thought it over! Old Senior, where are you? Please give this junior a chance to explain!" He dropped to his knees.

Ye Tianxin gave Zhou Jifeng a complicated look before laughing, "Crazy, you're crazy! So many people are eager to stay as far away from Golden Court Mountain as possible, and yet you chose to join it! Are you so impatient to get yourself killed?"

Zhou Jifeng did not look at Ye Tianxin. "Old Senior has bestowed me with an act of kindness..."

"Kindness? This is so funny...so damn funny!"

...

Lu Zhou sighed after he roughly went through all the things in the chamber. They were all old items. Some were pretty good though and might come in handy later.

He found that his merit points had not increased for a while, so he walked back under the light, considering how he would use them.

"Seven thousand five hundred and forty points." Lu Zhou looked at the merit points on the system panel as he opened the shopping mall.

"A Mighty Four Quadrants avatar costs five thousand merit points..." He shook his head. The avatar could at most improve his cultivation base to the peak of the Sense Condensing realm, which was not enough to keep his life safe. A Five Energies Universe avatar was out of consideration, because it cost eight thousand merit points.

"Weapons?"

Lu Zhou glanced at the weapons in the system. They were divided into categories such as sabers, spears, cudgels, halberds, and many others, and there were four grades as well, namely heaven, earth, mystic, and yellow.

It was just that good weapons needed a powerful cultivation base to support them.

"Cards." A reversal card cost five hundred merit points, and a critical block card cost one hundred merit points. They were expensive and not worthy enough to be his trump cards.