My disciples are all villains.

A hint of shock flashed in Ye Tianxin's eyes. In her opinion, she was the person who understood this weapon the most in the world. She could sense the slightest change in it, let alone the flowing radiance along the hoop's blade. She was stunned.

The female cultivator held her hands higher and said tentatively, "Miss Sixth?"

When Ye Tianxin heard the female cultivator calling out to her in a new form of address, she snapped back to the present. She smiled in satisfaction as she took the Amorous Hoop. "Thank you."

"It's been a long time since I've seen you smile…"

Ye Tianxin was suddenly stunned upon hearing these words. She recalled the events of the past. It seemed like, indeed, it had been a long time since she last smiled.

Life was like a dream. Everything in the past weighed down so heavily on her that she could barely breathe. She did not know when it started, but she nearly forgot that she was someone who knew how to smile. Just interacting with someone else made her feel as though she was being caressed by a spring breeze.

"Did my master tell you to bring this to me?"

"Mhm… the pavilion master told me to send the weapon over early in the morning."

Ye Tianxin circulated some Primal Qi on her palm. When her Primal Qi touched the Amorous Hoop, the radiance flowed along its blade with a smoothness much greater than before. Thick energy blades swirled around the hoops.

"It's beyond the heaven-grade." Ye Tianxin was shocked.

Ye Tianxin did not waste any time familiarizing herself with her upgraded weapon and practiced in the southern pavilion.

At this moment, Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, Si Wuya, and the others walked out. When they saw changes in the Amorous Hoop, all of them wore a shocked expression on their faces.

"It's a desolate-grade Amorous Hoop," Si Wuya said.

"Master's biased..." Zhu Honggong looked at his boxing gloves that seemed like two blocks of metals, in hindsight.

Si Wuya said, "Your boxing gloves are a heaven-grade weapon as well. Aren't you satisfied with them?"

"I haven't activated its grade yet since I've no affinity with it yet," Zhu Honggong said in an aggrieved tone.

"Be patient. Raise your cultivation base steadily. Master won't hold back once you're at the Eight-leaf stage," Si Wuya said.

Duanmu Sheng was originally filled with envy as well. However, when he looked at Zhu Honggong with his hideous boxing gloves, he felt much better. Although his weapon was not a desolate-grade weapon, at least, it was not hideous looking. No matter how he looked at it, the Overlord Spear seemed cooler and nicer. With this thought in mind, he held his sleeve and blew on the dragon ornament on the spear before giving it a good wipe. After he was done, he said as he carried the Overlord Spear over his shoulder, "Carry on, guys. I'm going to cultivate."

...

Over the next two days, cultivators from the nine provinces left the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Lu Zhou, on the other hand, was fully focused on his meditation of the Heavenly Writing scrolls.

Nobody disturbed him.

…

The demonstration from the Evil Sky Pavilion's Patriarch to the world became a hot topic over these two days as well.

In a certain relay station in the Divine Capital.

"I saw it with my own eyes. The Evil Sky Pavilion's Patriarch demonstrated the method to sprout the ninth leaf. His golden lotus was burning!"

"A burning golden lotus? This is my third time hearing that. Is it real?"

"I swear to the heavens. If I lie to you, my newborn son won't have a d*ck!"

"Alright, alright, I believe you."

A middle-aged man sat in the corner, sipping tea, as he watched the cultivators coming and going. He was careful not to get into trouble with anyone.

"There was an interruption during his demonstration… A red lotus cultivator appeared out of nowhere to attack the patriarch. At that time, the patriarch was at a crucial stage of the demonstration when he was forced to engage the attacker in battle. They fought for a long time, and it left destruction all over the mountains and the rivers. The red lotus cultivator's lotus was flaming, and he had a profound cultivation base. However, he was still beaten into a pulp by the patriarch's palm strike."

"The red lotus cultivators are pieces of sh*t. They're nothing but trash. How dare they trespass upon Great Yan!"

With that, their onslaught of insults against the monk, Fa Kong, began.

After a while, someone sighed. "The problem is that the patriarch is the only one who's a Nine-leaf cultivator. That's far from enough. The manmans at Mo City, Qiong Qi at Yu Province, and the Nine-leaf red lotus invader. They were all defeated by the patriarch alone. When will we have a second Nine-leaf cultivator? More and more beasts have been appearing lately."

"The Three Sects are the ones with the highest chances, I think… Actually, the two academies, the Sky Orthodox Sect, the Blossom Faction, the Clear Water Temple, and the Blue Dragon Sect are improving quickly as well. The era of the ten great sects is already over. I'm sure a second Nine-leaf cultivator will appear within three years."

"Three years are too long."

The others sighed.

The middle-aged man drank several cups of tea before turning around to leave. When he reached a deserted spot, he leaped into the air and made his way to the southern part of Great Yan.

Based on what he learned over these few days, the force with the highest possibility of producing a Nine-leaf cultivator was the Three Sects.

Since he could not stop the first Nine-leaf cultivator, he would try to stop the second Nine-leaf cultivator from appearing.

…

The Sky Martial Court in the red lotus domain.

"Elder Qiu, The Blood Sun Temple has replied. Their Monastic Discipline Hall's First Seat, Master Fa Kong, is dead," a disciple reported respectfully.

Inside the great hall, Elder Qiu sat on a lotus dais dozens of meters wide. His eyes were slightly closed. When he heard the news, he opened his eyes slightly.

Fa Kong was a Nine-leaf elite from the red lotus domain who had mastered the karmic fire, and yet, he was still killed. This had exceeded his expectations.

"How many of those who arrived at the other side are still alive?" Elder Qiu asked.

"There's one left, but his cultivation base isn't profound. I don't think he can do much," the disciple, Mo Buyan, said.

"Don't worry… When a cultivator's cultivation base is too profound, he's more prone to act recklessly. Fa Kong is a great example of this. Fa Kong had mastered the karmic fire; Ye Zhen might not even be a match for him. If an elite like Fa Kong lost his life before he could do anything impactful, then we've all underestimated the people of the golden lotus domain too much," Elder Qiu said, "Having one of ours sending us information is better than losing all of them. This Nine-leaf cultivator from the golden lotus domain is extraordinary. I'm afraid that the single-capacity Sky Shuttle will only be sending more of our men to their deaths… How's the progress with the Sky Shuttle?"

"We need at least half a month, elder," Mo Buyan replied.

"Before the sky chariot arrives, don't send anyone else to the golden lotus domain."

"Understood."

…

The Thousand Willow Monastery in the red lotus domain.

Yu Zhenghai placed his hands on his back while Yu Shangrong crossed his arms. Both of them were looking at Ji Fengxing who was outside the gazebo.

"Fighting with a saber is the best… Move your feet, put some strength into that wrist of yours. You swing like a lady. Didn't you eat?" Yu Zhenghai said.

At this moment, Ji Fengxing wielded a saber in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. There was no harmony at all.

Yu Shangrong said, "Fighting with the sword is the best. It's all about speed, precision, and brutality. Look alive! You move like a sloth. What's wrong? Haven't you been sleeping well?"

Wuwu covered her mouth and laughed.

Yu Zhenghai said, "Come here. I'll show you how it's done. Your movements should be big when using a saber. Your imposing manner is important, and then, comes your might. This is what a man should cultivate."

"Any skill that can kill is a good sword technique. How can you call that a man's saber technique when it can't even kill?" Yu Shangrong said disdainfully.

"…"

Ji Fengxing could not take it anymore. He tossed the weapons aside and said, "Seniors, am I suited to the saber or the sword?"

"Saber!"

"Sword!"

Ji Fengxing. "…"

Just when the two disciples' quarrel was about to escalate further to arguing about the advantages and disadvantages of the saber and sword, a huge flying chariot flew in their direction from the distance.

The flying chariot was 100-meter long and dozens of meters wide. It was all brown. Hundreds of cultivators could be seen flanking the flying chariot on both sides. A flag was flown above the flying chariot. Three words on the flag caught their eyes: Flying Star House.

Wuwu saw the words on the flag and said, "Big brothers, the people from the Flying Star House are here!"

Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai looked up at the flying chariot and smiled.

"Rock-paper-scissors. Winner gets to make the first move. What do you say?"

"You took the words right out of my mouth," Yu Shangrong replied calmly.