When the dozen or so subordinates heard this, they bowed and retreated silently.
Si Wuya walked toward the Divine Capital with his hands on his back.
The Divine Capital.
In the quiet courtyard of the Changning General's Mansion.
Wei Zhuoyan was lying on a chair, basking in the sun.
"General, our men have arrived at Tangzi Town," a maidservant at the side said.
Wei Zhuoyan nodded and said nonchalantly, "It's just a formality. We'll just accompany them. With so few men and cultivators, going to the Evil Sky Pavilion is no different from sending them to their deaths. She likes to throw eggs at a rock, so let her be. "
"You're right, general. However … Lord Mo is His Highness's favorite now. We can't afford to offend him. "
Wei Zhuoyan scoffed. "I'd like to see how long she can stay popular … Her subordinate, Chen Zhu, was one of the three Godly Archers in the Divine Capital. He went to Measure Heaven River not long ago and lost his life in the Grand Witchcraft Formation. Did she think I wouldn't know about this? "
"Lord Chen Zhu is dead?"
"It's good that he's dead. I hate arrogant people like him the most. He thinks that nobody can stop him just because he's skilled in archery," Wei Zhuoyan said.
"It's good that you say so, general."
"Nobody in the palace knows about this. You had someone leak the news to His Highness …" Wei Zhuoyan said.
"Understood."
The maidservant said hesitantly, "However … I'm curious. Chen Zhu is a Six-leaf Godly Archer and has never missed his target. Who could've killed him?"
Wei Zhuoyan shook his head and said, "I've thought about it as well … Alas, there are too few clues about the battle at Measure Heaven River. After the Grand Witchcraft Formation is activated, it's akin to destroying the corpses. We won't be able to find anything. However, the person who killed Chen Zhu must be an elite. I hope … he's not my enemy. "
"General, you're an important official of the nation. You have a great army under your command. Who would dare be your enemy?" the maidservant asked.
Wei Zhuoyan's expression did not change when he heard this flattery.
Having reached his current position, he had seen all kinds of flattery in his life.
He merely chuckled and said, "The Evil Sky Pavilion is powerful. We can't underestimate them."
"General, the Evil Sky Pavilion is clearly looking down on us by sending you a letter to confess your crimes. The Evil Sky Pavilion has nine disciples. The first disciple, Yu Zhenghai, the Sect Master of the Nether Sect, has unfathomable strength. We should just work with the Nether Sect, "the maidservant said softly.
Wei Zhuoyan was slightly stunned.
He didn't get angry. Instead, he said indifferently, "Since ancient times, the righteous and the demonic have never coexisted. Don't mention this again."
"Yes."
Meanwhile.
Wei Zhuoyan's men and the red-robed cultivators gathered in Tangzi Town.
"My lords, Tangzi Town is not far from Golden Court Mountain. We can ascend the mountain today," a soldier said to the red-robed cultivator.
"There's no hurry."
The red robed cultivator waved his hand and slowly walked to the outskirts of Tangzi Town. He examined the surroundings.
The lush forest covered Golden Court Mountain, and the gentle terrain became a fertile field for the people of Tangzi Town.
"We'll go to Golden Court Mountain tomorrow morning," said the red-robed cultivator.
"Yes!"
The red-robed cultivator waved at the other red-robed cultivators.
There were about thirty red-robed men gathered together and stood in three rows.
Three thousand cavalrymen stood in the rear.
The thirty red robed cultivators did not walk towards the town, but walked on the flat terrain.
The three thousand cavalrymen were baffled.
Those red-robed cultivators moved faster and faster, their feet gradually leaving the ground. They were more like souls floating in the fields.
The sight of it was frightening.
A peculiar aura emanated from their bodies.
The birds and beasts in the forest nearby fled in fright.
The red-robed cultivators formed three rows, one row, and a semicircle as they marched toward Golden Court Mountain.
In just a blink of an eye, the thirty red-robed cultivators vanished.
The three thousand cavalrymen exchanged glances.
They had no choice but to set up camp near Tangzi Town.
Midnight.
Whimpers, the sound of the wind, and the sizzling of the fire could be heard from Golden Court Mountain.
It lasted for the entire night.
The next morning, the thirty red-robed cultivators appeared in an orderly fashion outside the camp. It was as though they had been waiting for the entire night.
"M-sir!"
When the captain of the cavalrymen opened his eyes, he was shocked by the red-robed cultivator's posture.
The red-robed cultivator said indifferently, "Let's go."
In the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Lu Zhou looked at the progress of opening the box on the mission column. It was 4/6.
In other words, there were two weapons that were not used as keys.
He had the Amorous Hoop.
According to Mingshi Yin, only his first disciple, Yu Zhenghai's Jasper Saber, was left.
Lu Zhou stood up slowly and closed the system dashboard.
"Yuan 'er."
Little Yuan 'er ran in and asked, "Master is calling for me?"
"Any news from Jiang Aijian?"
"Not at the moment," Little Yuan 'er said as she shook her head.
"I'm afraid he's busy retrieving his Dragonsong Sword." Lu Zhou stood up with his hands on his back. He walked down the steps.
Little Yuan 'er obediently came to his side and supported him.
At this moment, a female cultivator walked in slowly from outside the great hall.
"Pavilion Master, someone from the palace has requested an audience."
"Who is it?" Lu Zhou asked indifferently.
Little Yuan 'er added, "That's right. If any Tom, Dick, or Harry could come and see my master, he'd die of exhaustion!"
The female cultivator bowed and said, "Wei Zhuoyan's men."
"Where's Wei Zhuoyan?"
"He … he's not here. However, the red-robed cultivators seem to have a high cultivation base. "
Little Yuan 'er said, "Master, should I go down and give it a try?"
Lu Zhou waved his hand and rejected Little Yuan 'er's suggestion. He said indifferently, "Let them come up."
"Understood."
Mingshi Yin, Zhao Yue, Duanmu Sheng, and the others rushed over when they heard the news.
He hurried to the main hall.
Before Wei Zhuoyan arrived, Duanmu Sheng bowed and said, "Master, Wei Zhuoyan thinks too highly of himself. He did not think much of the Evil Sky Pavilion at all. I request to head to the Divine Capital to kill this thief. "
"…" Mingshi Yin glanced at Third Senior Brother.
Before Lu Zhou could say anything …
Hua Wudao, who had just arrived, said, "Mister Third, your courage is commendable. However, the Divine Capital's defenses are tight and there are many experts here. It was said that Wei Zhuoyan's cultivation base was at least at the Six-leaf stage. Mister Third … Ahem, of course, Mister Third's Divine One Technique was also quite powerful. However, it's hard for two fists to fight against four hands. It's better not to be reckless. "
Lu Zhou nodded as he stroked his beard and said, "You're right, Elder Hua. Third Brother, I heard that you've been sparring with Elder Hua recently? "
Duanmu Sheng bowed and said, "Understood."
"That's a good thing. Elder Hua's Six Nine Dao Seal is unparalleled in the world. If you can do it, your strength will improve greatly, "Lu Zhou said.
"Your disciple … will work hard."
Elder Hua coughed again and said: "Of course it's good to guide me. However, I'm getting on in years. I can't spar too often. "
Duanmu Sheng cupped his fists at Elder Hua and said, "In that case, we'll spar twice a day instead of three times a day …"
"Uh …" Elder Hua's wizened face flushed red.
Hua Wudao had no words to express his bitterness when faced with someone who kept fighting and grew stronger with each setback.
Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back and said, "It's best if you spar once every three days. If you spar too often, you'll have an unfair advantage. "
"This disciple will obey Master's orders."
"Thank you, Pavilion Master."
It was at this moment.
Outside the great hall, two red-robed cultivators followed the female cultivator into the hall.
Their robes covered their heads from top to bottom. They walked steadily with their hands crossed before themselves.
A few soldiers carried boxes and followed closely behind them.
"I'm Wu Sheng. Greetings, Pavilion Master."
"I'm Wu Guan. Greetings, Pavilion Master."
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