Lu Zhou waved his hand at Bi An.
The ferocious and terrifying Suanni instantly became extremely obedient. It retracted its fangs and suppressed its claws.
Lu Zhou leaped onto Bi An's back.
"Yuan 'er."
"Coming."
Little Yuan 'er thought that she was not allowed to get on the mount, so she hastily leaped onto it.
Mingshi Yin remembered the legendary mount, Whitzard, and said, "Master … W-what about us?"
"Take him with you and fly on your own." Lu Zhou pointed at Ding Fanqiu indifferently.
"…"
Meanwhile, Lu Zhou leaped into the air with Bi An in tow.
Like a cloud, he disappeared into the horizon.
Mingshi Yin's reaction was a beat too slow. He bowed and said, "Yes, master. I'll fly as fast as I can …"
Duanmu Sheng shook his head and said, "Don't look at me … I want to fly as well."
"Third Senior Brother, that's not what I meant … Your cultivation base is higher than mine, and you can fly faster. That's why you should carry this fellow, senior brother. I don't want to drag master down if I fly too slowly, "Mingshi Yin said with a chuckle.
Duanmu Sheng stroked his chin and said, "You have a point. Hold the Overlord Spear for me."
He tossed the Overlord Spear to Mingshi Yin.
He swaggered toward Ding Fanqiu and lifted him into the air as if he was carrying a little chick.
"Eh? Junior Brother, what are you standing there for?"
"It's … It's fine. I'm coming." Mingshi Yin circulated his Primal Qi and chased after him in the air. He muttered to himself, "What a loss …"
The starting weight of the Overlord Spear was about a hundred jin.
After recognizing its master and activating its grade, its quality increased, and its weight increased severalfold.
Sigh, I might as well have brought Ding Fanqiu along!
The harbor quieted down.
After he left, the Elephant King reluctantly got up.
He walked toward Ding Fanqiu's two disciples.
However, the Elephant King had just taken a step forward.
Witchcraft traps rose from the surface of Measure Heaven River.
The Elephant King stopped and turned around to run into the jungle.
Clang, clang, clang … They disappeared into the forest at an unprecedented speed.
As for the witchcraft traps on the river, they engulfed the entire port at an even faster speed, including the two disciples who had already lost their ability to resist.
Meanwhile.
Lu Zhou and Little Yuan 'er flew toward the Green Jade Altar on Whitzard.
"Master, should we wait for senior brother?" Little Yuan 'er asked.
"No need."
Based on the speed of the Bi An, it would take at most four hours to reach the Green Jade Altar.
Lu Zhou needed some time to organize his thoughts so that he could deal with the situation that might arise.
He opened the system interface and saw that he had a total of 4,812 merit points.
"Item," Lin Fan muttered.
When the interface appeared, Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
The price of Critical Strike had become 600!
"Preposterous!" Lu Zhou could not help but curse.
"Master, what's wrong? Who made Master angry? I'll go catch him and chop him into pieces! "Little Yuan 'er hastily turned around and saw Lu Zhou glaring at her.
Lu Zhou regained his composure and waved his hand.
Then, he fell into deep thought.
The price of Critical Strike had risen, but the price of Impeccable was still 500.
From this, it could be seen that the price fluctuated according to the number of times it was used.
Perhaps the system felt that this card was too perverted, so there was such a restriction …
He hadn't used it much before, so he didn't trigger the price increase.
Such a powerful Item Card was indeed not as simple as he had imagined.
There was an obvious loophole in this. If the price remained at 500 merit points, he would be able to kill all the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm elites in the world with the Critical Strike Card alone. Moreover, he would be able to earn double the merit points!
As expected, there was no way to exploit this loophole!
Fortunately, the price did not increase by too much. It was still acceptable.
At the same time, he was also reminding himself not to rely too much on the Item Cards. He had to improve his strength as soon as possible.
Lu Zhou bought a Critical Strike Card as a backup.
He would have to be more cautious if he wanted to use the Critical Strike Card in the future.
In that case, he might be able to use the defensive cards in the future.
Lu Zhou scrolled down.
A new card appeared in the Item Card column.
"Critical Heal: Heals 30% of your injuries with this card. Price: 300 merit points."
"Thunderblast: Activates Primal Thunderblast when this card is used. 50% chance of hitting the target. 30% chance of injuring the target. 10% chance of injuring the target. 1% chance of killing the target. Price: 100 merit points."
'They're all useless.
Who can harm me with my current abilities? Useless cards. '
As for the second card, it was even more ridiculous. A 1% chance of killing the target was sold for 100 merit points. It was not as good as a Critical Strike Card. 'Useless!'
Based on the pattern of the Item Cards provided by the system, the later the Item Cards were, the more useless they became.
After some research, Lu Zhou finally realized that the item cards were more useful.
Apart from purchasing the Item Cards, Lu Zhou felt that the lucky draw was a better option.
However, this was not the time for the lucky draw.
"Master, we're almost at the Green Jade Altar."
Little Yuan 'er pointed at the huge building and the round Green Jade Altar in front of the building. It looked like an incense burner that stood between the heavens and the earth.
The Righteous Sect worshipped the heavens and the earth. Whenever they recruited disciples and imparted their cultivation methods and martial arts, they would do so around the Green Jade Altar.
The Green Jade Altar was surrounded by a dense forest.
"Head east," Lu Zhou ordered.
"Master, why east?" Little Yuan 'er asked.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Since the rascal, Zhu Honggong, is lying in ambush here, we might as well take him in."
Little Yuan 'er nodded like a chick pecking at grains. "I'll teach the traitor a lesson for you, master!"
Bi An moved at top speed.
It did not take long before they arrived at the forest on the east side of the Green Jade Altar.
Old Eighth's men were mostly made up of low-rank cultivators and mortals. If they wanted to attack the Green Jade Altar, they would have to outsmart them. With his intelligence, it would be an overestimation to talk about outsmarting them.
Therefore, Si Wuya must have given them some pointers.
The Green Jade Altar was higher up and isolated.
In that case, attacking with fire was the best option.
The forest to the east was where the fire was set.
Lu Zhou thought of this and hurried over on Bi An. Bam!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The sounds of intense fighting rang from the forest.
"Hm?" Lu Zhou stopped, puzzled.
"Master, there's a fight down there!" Little Yuan 'er pointed at the cultivators in the forest.
They were all low-rank cultivators. Their destructive power was limited.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "I'm afraid the rascal's plan has been seen through!"
Little Yuan 'er cried out anxiously, "Master, quick, go down there … I want to fight as well!"
"Impudent!" Lu Zhou raised his voice.
He had been spoiling this little girl too much lately. She was becoming more and more unruly.
When he raised his voice, Little Yuan 'er immediately shrunk her shoulders and said obediently, "I've made a mistake, master."
Bam! Bam!
Bam! It was a mess down there.
More and more cultivators were joining the battle.
The Green Jade Altar's disciples appeared in groups from time to time. They were all dressed in navy blue robes.
Meanwhile, the other side was being pushed back. Their casualties were increasing.
Just when Lu Zhou was about to go down …
Two figures swept past at a low altitude at an extremely fast speed.
One in front and one behind!
Lu Zhou recognized them at first glance.
The person running in front was the Evil Sky Pavilion's eighth disciple, Zhu Honggong.
He had worn out iron shoes in fruitless searching, only to find what he was looking for without even looking!
"Rascal!"
Lu Zhou raised his hand and cast Binding Cage Card.
A square-shaped cage of golden light appeared in the center of his palm, and it fell down.
Zhu Honggong, Old Eighth, suddenly felt a strange and dangerous energy approaching him. He instinctively looked up.
His mind went blank.
"Good heavens … Ma-master?
It's over! "
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