"Pan Zhong came from the Clarity Sect and had only learned the Three Yin Styles. After he was expelled from the Dao Sect, his Bitter Cold Body acted up. He had sought medical help everywhere. White Witchcraft could cure this bitter cold body, but it was rejected outside the door. From then on, it bore a grudge against witchcraft. However, I didn't expect him to join the Evil Sky Pavilion, "Wu Sheng said.
"If I don't kill this kid, I won't be able to dispel the hatred in my heart."
"Report this matter first. Pan Zhong … must die." Wu Sheng glanced at the Evil Sky Pavilion again.
With a command, dozens of red-robed cultivators headed in the direction of Tangzi Town.
The three thousand cavalrymen were like headless flies, tailing them the entire way.
Even though they were well-trained cavalry, in front of these cultivators, they were still inferior goods.
Wu Sheng also knew that Wei Zhuoyan was purposely sending them away, so he did not care whether they could fight or not.
Halfway there.
Under Wu Sheng and Wu Guan's lead, the cultivators flew horizontally towards the flat area.
"Wait here."
The three thousand cavalrymen had to stop and wait.
The officer looked in puzzlement at the group of red robed cultivators.
"What are they doing?"
"Who knows? He's being so mysterious … In any case, I'll do anything as long as I don't have to go to the Evil Sky Pavilion!"
"That's right, the Evil Sky Pavilion. Those who have the guts to go in won't be able to come out alive!"
As they discussed, more than thirty red-robed cultivators disappeared.
They gathered in a spacious area.
From time to time, it would move in various curves.
After about two hours, Wu Sheng raised his hand and said, "Assemble."
"Big Brother, the communication formation has been set up."
"Alright, let's begin."
"Yes."
At that moment, a faint purple circle appeared beneath Wu Sheng's feet.
All the other red-robed cultivators came to surround Wu Sheng.
Buzz …
A witchcraft circle was formed.
With the support of more than thirty cultivators, it rose up in the blink of an eye.
Wu Sheng raised his head and looked at the sorcery circle. It quickly spread to his head and formed a semicircle that covered everyone.
Wu Sheng suddenly knelt down on one knee. "Sir Mo."
A voice came from above the witchcraft circle
"How's the situation?"
"I have two things to report. First, Lord Chen Zhu was killed by the Evil Sky Pavilion's Master …"
"Say that again?!"
The Witchcraft Circle shook.
Even his questioning voice was trembling.
"Ji Tiandao has admitted it himself. It's absolutely true!"
Low laughter came from the witchcraft circle.
He didn't know whether he was mocking others or mocking himself, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Wu Sheng seemed to be used to Lord Mo Li's mood swings and did not find it strange.
"Secondly, I discovered that the Evil Sky Pavilion's sixth disciple, Ye Tianxin, is a Bai!"
"Very good."
"Thirdly, I'll tell the Evil Sky Pavilion about Cheng Huang's secret in exchange for peace."
There was no angry voice from the sorcery circle. Instead, the sorcerer said calmly, "You've always been cautious. Speak."
"Ji Tiandao's time is almost up. If he knew about Cheng Huang, he would definitely search for it. This information is extremely valuable. Ji Tiandao will also believe in your sincerity in seeking peace, "Wu Sheng said.
"As expected, you didn't disappoint me."
"We have already set up the formation five miles north of Tangzi Town. Soon, the formation will be completed, "Wu Sheng said.
"Since that's the case, let's continue with the plan."
"Yes."
"I must avenge Chen Zhu."
"Yes."
"Lastly … I hope that Wei Zhuoyan will be the scapegoat."
"Understood."
Wu Sheng nodded repeatedly.
After he finished speaking, the sorcery circle vanished as well.
More than 30 red-robed cultivators stood in a row with their feet on the ground.
Wu Sheng looked to his left and right to make sure there was no one around.
"Continue setting up the Formation."
"Understood."
Wei Zhuoyan's 3,000 cavalrymen did not expect the red-robed cultivators to have no intention of returning to the Divine Capital. Instead, they wandered around Tangzi Town. This went on and on, going back and forth.
While the red-robed cultivators were setting up the Grand Formation …
In the forest far away.
The green-robed swordsman, Yu Shangrong, smiled faintly and muttered to himself, "Interesting."
Then, he vanished in a flash …
Meanwhile.
Inside the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Lu Zhou appeared calm.
"Master, those two are descendants of the Ten Shamans. I'm afraid they have ulterior motives!" Mingshi Yin said.
Pan Zhong nodded and said, "They're audacious. How dare they provoke us?"
"Fourth Junior Brother is right," Duanmu Sheng chimed in.
When Little Yuan 'er saw that her master was deep in thought, she said angrily, "Master, we shouldn't have let them go. We should've captured them and interrogated them like Fan Xiuwen. I don't believe they won't tell us!"
"…"
"Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong? "Little Yuan 'er asked innocently.
"Miss Ninth is right!" Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng nodded at the same time.
"Master. Haven't I improved a lot? "
Lu Zhou looked at her indifferently and said, "That's nonsense!"
"There's no way I'm not aware that they might have intentionally leaked the news … Chen Zhu is one of the Divine Capital's Three Godly Archers. He's a true Six-leaf elite. With Chen Zhu's death, Mo Li was heavily injured. How could she let the matter rest? Also, when Zhao Yue was unsealed, Zhao Yue showed signs of losing control. Mo Li was probably behind this as well. "
Although they hadn't met each other in the past few exchanges, they had never met each other before.
However, he could sense from the other party's methods that he wasn't someone who could be easily dealt with by simply asking for peace.
"In that case, why did you let them go, master?"
"With them around, Wei Zhuoyan won't be able to live in peace … I believe that although they have the same master, it seems like they're at odds with each other. When a sandpiper and a clam fight, the fisherman benefits. "
"Old Fourth's analysis is brilliant, master!" Duanmu Sheng said solemnly.
Zhao Yue decided not to interrupt.
After all, she had made a mistake. She could not fawn over Lu Zhou no matter what.
Lu Zhou looked to his left and right. Hua Wudao was not around.
In the current Evil Sky Pavilion, a talent like Hua Wudao was needed to provide useful advice.
"Where's Elder Hua?"
"Elder Hua is exhausted from the past two days. He's resting in the west pavilion," Duanmu Sheng said with a bow.
"Very well."
Lu Zhou waved his sleeve and rose to his feet. "Mingshi Yin."
"Yes, master."
"Remember to retrieve the box in time," Lu Zhou said indifferently.
"Master … The box should be in Old Seventh's hands now. If everything goes according to plan, he'll be looking for Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother. With my strength and cultivation base, I'm no match for them. I'm just worried that they won't be willing to open the box. "
Lu Zhou said.
"Old Seventh is a smart person …"
"A smart person will open the box?"
"Smart people have a common trait … They're full of themselves," Lu Zhou said.
Mingshi Yin gulped and lowered his head. He recalled Lu Zhou's analysis. 'Is master trying to warn me?'
Duanmu Sheng said, "You have a point, master. I think so as well. "
"…"
Mingshi Yin chimed in, "You have a point, master … Once the seven days are up, I'll retrieve the box from Old Eighth."
However …
Two days passed in just a blink of an eye. A huge flying chariot slowly appeared on a mountain near Tiger Ridge.
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