At the mention of a good sword, Little Yuan 'er felt wronged. She muttered, "I only told him two pieces of worthless information, and yet you want to give him such a good weapon? I don't have any."
"Impudent!" Lu Zhou deliberately raised his voice.
This had been said more than once.
"I've made a mistake." Little Yuan 'er immediately lowered her head.
"That weapon belongs to the Imperial family. I have no use for it," Lu Zhou said.
"Oh." Little Yuan 'er nodded.
Lu Zhou rose to his feet slowly and walked toward the hidden chamber.
"Farewell, Master."
After Lu Zhou vanished from sight.
Mingshi Yin said, "Little Junior Sister, why are you in such a hurry? Master has always doted on you the most. Even I have a weapon, how could I forget about you? My Separation Hook and Scabbard are so good, the one I gave you will definitely not be bad. "
"Fourth Brother is right. Besides, with your talent, you'll reach the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm sooner or later. At that time, Master will definitely give you a weapon that's even better than my Overlord Spear! "
"Hmph, I'm going to ignore you guys!"
Little Yuan 'er turned and left.
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng exchanged looks.
Pan Zhong cupped his fists and said, "Mister Ninth, you must be angry at the sight of the Separation Hook and Scabbard and the Conqueror Spear … Oh no, Mister Third, Mister Fourth, I suddenly remembered that I have not grasped the rudiments of the Six Yang Art. I will take my leave now."
When Pan Zhong sensed the peculiar gazes from Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng, he made up an excuse and hastily left the great hall.
Zhou Jifeng sent Hua Wudao to his residence to rest and escaped the calamity.
"Fourth Brother, let's go."
"…"
As soon as Lu Zhou entered the hidden chamber, he looked at the mysterious box.
Then, he shook his head. This thing could even withstand Unnamed's attacks. It was clear that heaven-grade weapons were ineffective against it. This box could only be opened with a special key.
"Old Fourth has a lot of ideas … Perhaps, we should let him handle this box." Lu Zhou nodded calmly.
Since he bought the chest from the System Shop, he wasn't afraid that others would covet it.
With this thought in mind, Lu Zhou no longer paid attention to the box. Instead, he looked at the remaining merit points on the system dashboard.
4762 points.
The Five Qis Unifications avatar was obtained through the lottery.
The selling price of the Six Recombinant Trigram Lines was twelve thousand.
He couldn't afford it.
If he used the normal method to accumulate merit points, it would be impossible for him to afford it.
A few methods appeared in Lu Zhou's mind. He nodded in satisfaction. Then, he called up the Heavenly Writing's interface and entered his meditative state.
Six hours later.
Lu Zhou snapped out of his meditative state.
Compared to the feeling of comprehending the Heavenly Book in the past, it felt like he had entered a state of emptiness and immersion.
Those unfamiliar characters had all been engraved in his mind, and with a thought, the characters would appear one by one.
If he didn't understand, then so be it … as long as his intuition was right, it was fine.
"Master, Jiang Aijian has replied." Little Yuan 'er's voice rang from outside the hidden chamber.
"What is it?"
"He said he can't come. The Evil Sky Pavilion is too dangerous … It's best if someone can deliver the sword to him," Little Yuan 'er said.
Lu Zhou nodded calmly. He had expected this.
"He doesn't know how to appreciate favors. Why don't I go to Runan and catch him?"
"No need."
Lu Zhou emerged from the hidden chamber with his hands on his back and said, "He cherishes his life. Naturally, he wouldn't come here himself."
"He thinks too highly of himself, doesn't he?" Little Yuan 'er said.
"Jiang Aijian is no ordinary man."
When Little Yuan 'er heard this, a curious expression appeared on her face. She asked, "He's not an ordinary man?"
"He can't be an ordinary man if he has access to the palace's records," Lu Zhou said calmly.
"Who is he, then?"
"He who follows his heart is no ordinary man."
Lu Zhou smiled faintly. He waved his sleeve and left the great hall.
Instead, he went to the northern pavilion where the prisoners were kept.
When Little Yuan 'er saw her master leaving, she hastily followed him.
Shortly after, Lu Zhou appeared outside Fan Xiuwen's cell.
Two female cultivators stood guard outside.
Although their cultivation bases were not impressive, at least they were presentable.
"Pavilion Master." The two female cultivators bowed and greeted Lu Zhou.
"Open the door."
"Understood."
The door opened.
Lu Zhou stepped into the dark room.
As far as the eye could see, it was a mess of junk.
This was a place where the Evil Sky Pavilion stored miscellaneous items. It was the most suitable place to temporarily keep prisoners.
Fan Xiuwen was tied in the middle. His hair was a mess, and he no longer had the demeanor of the leader of the Black Knights.
When the door opened, a faint light shone on his face.
Fan Xiuwen could only see Lu Zhou's shadow. He said with difficulty, "If this is all the Evil Sky Pavilion can do, I'm afraid it's not enough for me to tell you the truth." Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back and said, "I know the truth."
Fan Xiuwen was shocked. His dispirited state was gone. His eyes widened as he said, "Impossible!"
Fan Xiuwen was shocked. His dispirited state disappeared in an instant. He widened his eyes and said, "Impossible!"
Fan Xiuwen was shocked. His dispirited state was gone. His eyes widened as he said, "Impossible!"
When Fan Xiuwen heard these words, he shuddered.
These five words were enough to prove that the powerful old man before him already knew everything.
After a moment of silence, Fan Xiuwen calmed down and said, "I'm convinced."
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Wei Zhuoyan isn't enough for you to submit to him, and the Second Prince isn't enough for you to be loyal to him … Therefore, someone else is capable of leading the Black Knights."
"You …"
Fan Xiuwen had calmed down. However, when he heard Lu Zhou's words, he trembled again. His face flushed with excitement. "How did you do it?"
His tone finally softened.
As the leader of the Black Knights, he had no choice but to humble himself.
"Do I need to report my actions to a lowly prisoner?"
"…"
Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back as he walked up to Fan Xiuwen and said, "I'd like to know … Whose orders are you taking?"
"I don't know," Fan Xiuwen replied.
"Do you think I won't know just because you won't tell me?"
Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly and said, "No matter who it is, for you to be so obedient, it must be someone who's trying to curry favor with the Second Prince …"
Fan Xiuwen's eyes widened.
Lu Zhou said slowly, "It's a woman, isn't it?"
"…"
"A woman skilled in witchcraft," Lu Zhou said.
"Enough!" Fan Xiuwen's mental defenses crumbled. His expression was twisted, and he seemed to wither. He begged, "I beg you, spare her …"
Lu Zhou regarded Fan Xiuwen with a complicated gaze.
Who would believe that the former top ranker on the blacklist who was now a lackey of the Imperial family would not fear death or torture just to protect a woman?
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Fan Xiuwen … Tell me, who is she?"
Fan Xiuwen shook his head with all his might.
His expression was twisted as he said, "I can't tell you. I won't tell you even if I die."
Lu Zhou found this strange.
In truth, his target's identity was clear. It would not make much of a difference whether he told him or not.
Why would Fan Xiuwen use death to hide the truth?
Lu Zhou was still puzzled when he saw Fan Xiuwen's eyes glinting with a faint blue light. Then, it disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
It was at this moment that — —
The Derived Moon Palace's female cultivator's voice rang from outside.
"Pavilion Master, Miss Fifth, something's happened!"
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