Lu Zhou could clearly see Fan Xiuwen's body trembling.
"The condition is simple … From now on, you must be loyal to the Evil Sky Pavilion."
The room fell silent.
Fan Xiuwen was no longer trembling.
Instead, he calmed down.
Fan Xiuwen could not speak, but his expression was one of self-mockery.
It was as though he was saying he was useless in his current state.
He knew very well that the current Leng Luo had no right to negotiate with the Evil Sky Pavilion.
The leader of the Black Knights and the first on the blacklist had lost all meaning.
Little Yuan 'er kept her distance. She did not dare to look at him in this state.
His body was black and charred like charcoal. He looked like a monster.
Moreover, he was gravely injured. His cultivation base was most likely crippled. He was worthless! No matter how powerful the Evil Sky Pavilion was, there was no need for it to take in a useless opponent.
Little Yuan 'er did not understand why her master was doing this.
However, she would not question him. She knew her master must have his reasons for doing this.
"If you agree … I have ways to save you …"
Upon hearing this …
Fan Xiuwen trembled again.
He mustered all his strength to raise his head and look at Lu Zhou. Alas, his injuries forced him to fall back down.
Just like that, he fell.
A gust of cold air burst out of his throat.
He uttered a simple sound, "Okay …"
"Ding! Obtained an Eight-leaf Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm subordinate. Reward: 2,000 merit points. Special suggestion: It's difficult to control this subordinate. Please increase his loyalty."
When he heard this notification …
Lu Zhou glanced at Fan Xiuwen.
Name: Leng Luo.
Race: Human.
Cultivation base: Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm (heavily crippled).
Loyalty: 2%.
These two points of loyalty showed how difficult it was to control this person.
However …
Fan Xiuwen was once the first on the blacklist. He was in the limelight.
He was also the leader of the Black Knights. With his terrifying Eight-leaf cultivation base, it was normal for him to have a temper and pride.
Even the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Wei Zhuoyan, might not have such a temper.
"Very good."
Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction. "Since you've joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, you mustn't harbor any disloyalty …"
Fan Xiuwen's throat gurgled with difficulty, but no one could hear what he was saying.
Lu Zhou raised his hand slowly.
A faint blue light appeared in his palm.
He waved his hand!
The aqua blue light fell down!
Fan Xiuwen's eyes widened when he saw the descending energy.
This was an Item Card, Critical Healing.
To be able to exchange 300 points for a powerful subordinate, it was very worth it.
In addition … the system also rewarded him with an additional 2,000 Gold Coins.
Of course …
Lu Zhou was also thinking about how to control Fan Xiuwen. Indeed, it would be difficult to control a subordinate like Fan Xiuwen.
However, this could be done slowly.
Fan Xiuwen was heavily injured, and the Critical Heal could only heal 30% of his injuries.
In his current state, there was nothing he could do.
The blue light engulfed Fan Xiuwen's charred body.
He absorbed it bit by bit.
It seeped into his eight extraordinary meridians.
The gentle energy immediately spread throughout his body.
Lu Zhou's expression was calm as he observed the changes in Yu Shangrong.
The effect of this Critical Heal Card was somewhat similar to the Buddhist healing method, the Merciful Ark of Salvation.
Usually, only Nascent Divinity Tribulation experts could use the Merciful Ark of Salvation.
But it consumes a lot of energy.
It was equivalent to channeling all of the healer's energy into the target's eight extraordinary meridians.
The energy expanded the meridians and healed the patient's injuries with the Merciful Ark of Salvation's special effect.
Fan Xiuwen's loyalty increased by 2%.
How could he not be shocked by Lu Zhou's self-sacrifice?
However …
This was all thanks to the Critical Heal Card.
Lu Zhou was calm when he saw Fan Xiuwen's loyalty increased by 2 points.
For someone like him, it was already difficult for him to improve in the beginning, let alone the later stages.
It would take more than a day for him to reach 70 or even 80.
The effect of the Merciful Ark of Salvation lasted for half an hour.
During this half an hour, Lu Zhou watched quietly. He was not worried about the effects of the Critical Heal Card at all.
After half an hour …
The aqua blue light began to fade.
She did not dare to disturb her master. She stood obediently by his side.
Finally …
The aqua blue light disappeared completely.
Crack! Crack!
The scabs on Fan Xiuwen's body fell off.
He tried to move. He placed his palms on the ground and retreated.
He had regained some of his strength.
However, it was still difficult.
Fan Xiuwen kept retreating until he reached the foot of the wall.
This way, his view was much better than before.
Fan Xiuwen took two deep breaths before he spoke in a hoarse and muffled voice.
"From today onwards … There will no longer be … Fan … Fan Xiuwen … There will only be … Leng Luo …"
After that, he coughed again.
It was very intense.
After all, he had only recovered 30%.
Lu Zhou nodded slightly. He stroked his beard and said, "Leng Luo, I won't go into details about the Evil Sky Pavilion's rules …"
Leng Luo nodded.
Perhaps it was because he couldn't get used to the relationship between a superior and a subordinate … His expression was a little unnatural, and his nod seemed very stiff.
"Pavilion, Pavilion Master …?"
"Up to you."
"When I do things … I've always attached importance to my promises. But I want to know … why? "Leng Luo still couldn't figure it out.
With his current cultivation and condition, he was no different from trash.
He would not be surprised if the Evil Sky Pavilion killed him.
Lu Zhou said indifferently,
"Because you're Leng Luo …"
Leng Luo, an Eight-leaf Avatar expert.
How could it be worthless?
Leng Luo nodded.
Lu Zhou asked, "Do you really want to kill Mo Li?"
"Yes."
"When did you meet Mo Li?"
"I don't remember … All I remember is that she has a close relationship with the people from the Clarity Sect," Leng Luo replied.
'Clarity Sect?'
Lu Zhou continued to ask, "Mo Li is from the Clarity Sect?"
"That's right!"
Pan Zhong had studied witchcraft before this.
Pan Zhong once said that many of the seniors and elders of the Clarity Sect refused to talk about witchcraft.
"Mo Li, Mo Qi …" Lu Zhou muttered these two names with his hands on his back.
It was fine if he did not mention them.
Leng Luo's expression darkened slightly. It seemed like he was disgusted by these two names.
Lu Zhou glanced at him and said, "You've led the Black Knights for so many years.
"You've led the Black Knights for so many years. Do you know what her cultivation is like?"
Leng Luo shook his head and said, "I've never seen her make a move … However, I don't think she's any weaker than Wu Xian who appeared in the Grand Predecessor Formation …"
Wu Xian, who was in the Grand Predecessor Formation, only had 70% to 80% of his strength left.
Based on this, Mo Li's cultivation base was equivalent to a Seven or Eight-leaf avatar.
Based on this, the Clarity Sect was filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Compared to them, the Righteous Sect was much weaker. The two sects belonged to the same branch, but the difference in strength was too great.
At this moment …
Duanmu Sheng's voice rang from outside.
"Master, Wei Zhuoran's arrangements have been made … His true cultivation base is only in the Divine Court realm. He won't be able to escape even if he grows wings."
Lu Zhou nodded.
Duanmu Sheng continued to say, "Also, there's a letter from Old Seventh."
"What is it?"
For Si Wuya to send a letter at this critical juncture …
"The Righteous Sect's Zhang Chunlai led his men to ambush Old Eighth, but they returned in failure …"
Lu Zhou was puzzled. "With Old Eighth's strength … Can he withstand it?"
"Old Seventh didn't mention the reason in his letter … He also said that Zhang Yuanshan has joined the Clarity Sect. They're from the same sect. The Clarity Sect has sworn to bathe Old Eighth's Tiger Ridge in blood to avenge Zhang Chunlai! "Duanmu Sheng said.
Lu Zhou was indifferent. He felt as though he was watching a joke as he said, "They brought it upon themselves. They can't blame anyone."
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