The Evil Sky Pavilion was still lacking in strength. It was far from its glory days.
Even the newly joined Eight-leaf expert, Fan Xiuwen, might not be able to compare to the Evil Sky Pavilion at its peak.
There was no one who did not fear the Evil Sky Pavilion during its heyday.
The first disciple, Yu Zhenghai, founded the Nether Sect on his own and became the greatest Fiend Sect. One could imagine how strong he was.
His second disciple, Yu Shangrong, had never tasted defeat. If both of them were around, there would not have been a calamity when the ten elites besieged Golden Court Mountain.
The Evil Sky Pavilion was vast, so he had to leave someone behind to hold the fort.
Lu Zhou only brought Little Yuan 'er, Mingshi Yin, and Duanmu Sheng to Anyang.
Zhao Yue and Zhu Honggong were weaker so they were more suited to stay in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Perhaps it was because she was' severely punished 'by Lu Zhou, Little Yuan' er was not as cheerful as she used to be, clamoring to sit in front of Whitzard.
When Whitzard's auspicious aura appeared above the Evil Sky Pavilion, Zhu Honggong, Old Eighth's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"Master, where did Master tame this mount?"
"Normal mounts can only be caught in foreign lands or forests. For a mount like this that has mastered a certain ability, it only depends on … face, "Zhou Jifeng praised.
"It's said that Mister First tamed a legendary Horned Eagle as a mount in the Misty Forest, but no one has seen it …"
"Shh, are you tired of living?" Zhao Yue warned.
Everyone shut up.
If their master heard them talking about their first disciple, Yu Zhenghai, in the Evil Sky Pavilion, what would happen?
Lu Zhou and Little Yuan 'er left on Whitzard's back.
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng could only fly as usual.
Although Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivators were not as fast as mounts, they were not slow either.
Two hours later.
In Anyang City.
Lu Zhou and Little Yuan 'er appeared on the street.
What surprised them was that there weren't many people on the street.
Compared to the last time, the number of vendors had decreased by half.
It was slightly bleak.
"Master … Should we capture someone and ask them?" Little Yuan 'er found it strange as well.
In order to prevent herself from making mistakes, she remembered Senior Sister's words and asked before taking action.
"No need."
Lu Zhou decided to go straight to the Ci Mansion.
The rise and fall of Anyang should be Great Yan's emperor's problem. What did it have to do with him?
Little Yuan 'er nodded vigorously and said in a nasal voice, "Mm."
It didn't take long.
The two of them arrived at the gate of the Ci Mansion.
"Master, I'll go knock on the door."
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded.
He had not taught this lass for nothing. If he had followed her routine in the past, she would probably have kicked down the door.
"Clang, clang …"
The door creaked open.
"Miss?" The person who opened the door was none other than Ci An. He had met her once when he was rescued on Bluesun Mountain and when he first went to the Evil Sky Pavilion. Now that Little Yuan 'er was in front of him, how could he not recognize her? "I'll report this to Master and Madam right away!"
Ci An turned around and ran inside, shouting all the way that Miss was back.
Little Yuan 'er did not care about this. She turned around and said, "Master …"
At this moment, Lu Zhou was already standing next to her. He said calmly, "Go in."
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man and a woman surrounded by dozens of people.
They were Little Yuan 'er's father, Ci Yuan, and mother, Ci Zhang.
Ci Yuan was already middle-aged, but he had an indomitable spirit. Lady Ci Zhang was elegant and graceful. When she was young, she must have been a lady from a noble family with a beauty that could topple cities.
However …
To Lu Zhou's surprise, when Ci Yuan saw him, apart from being slightly focused, he was neither servile nor overbearing. He did not seem afraid at all.
It was rare for an ordinary person to have such courage and insight.
"Yuan 'er!"
Lady Ci Zhang ran up and hugged Little Yuan 'er.
Little Yuan 'er was slightly dazed from the hug.
After all, they had not seen each other for six years. She felt slightly unfamiliar.
Lu Zhou said calmly, "Kowtow to your father and mother."
"Oh."
Little Yuan 'er fell to her knees.
It was only right for her to kneel to her parents.
He had to teach her well.
Her kneeling moved Madam Zhang to tears.
The mother and daughter exchanged pleasantries for a while.
Ci Yuan glanced at Little Yuan 'er. Something stirred in his heart. He stood in the distance and cupped his fists at Lu Zhou. His eyes were filled with awe and respect.
Lu Zhou only nodded slightly in response.
The servants did not know Lu Zhou, and they did not know that Little Yuan 'er was a disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
However, these people were ultimately outsiders of the secular world.
There was nothing to talk about. Moreover, the purpose of this trip had nothing to do with them.
"I'm tired."
Ci Yuan hastily asked Ci An to arrange a room for her.
Ci Yuan knew what kind of person Ci An was.
He ordered all unrelated people to leave and forbade them from approaching the room.
Inside the room.
It was much quieter.
Lu Zhou sat down and looked at Ci Yuan and his wife indifferently.
There were no outsiders in the room.
Ci Yuan and his wife walked up to Lu Zhou. They were about to kneel.
"Back then, you saved the Ci Mansion from danger … Please accept my bow, old mister."
Just as they were about to kneel …
Lu Zhou waved his arm.
A faint gust of energy lifted them up.
"Since you're Yuan 'er's parents, you're my equal. There's no need to kneel, "Lu Zhou said.
Ci Yuan and his wife looked grateful.
Lu Zhou looked at the two of them and said without beating around the bush, "I have something to ask … I hope you'll think through your answers."
Ci Yuan did not dare to be negligent.
"Ask away, old mister!"
"What happened in Anyang?"
Ci Yuan replied, "The rebels are wreaking havoc, and the people are suffering … I'm afraid it won't be long before the people of Anyang become homeless."
"The commander-in-chief of the three armies, Wei Zhuoyan, isn't in Anyang?" Lu Zhou asked.
"He reached the north of Anyang City a few days ago, but he didn't enter the city. I don't know the reason either, "Ci Yuan said.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded.
Wei Zhuoyan was an impostor after all, so it was normal for him to be cautious.
"Last question …"
Lu Zhou changed the topic. "Yuan 'er joined the Evil Sky Pavilion when she was ten years old. Since she joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, she has to sever her past. I can let bygones be bygones about the matter with Azure Sun because you were in urgent need of exterminating your clan … But why did you do it this time? "
When Ci Yuan heard this, he quickly waved his hand at Madam Zhang.
Madam Zhang took out a red brocade box and held it in her palm.
Ci Yuan said, "Old Mister, please take a look."
Lu Zhou waved his hand, and the brocade box flew into his palm.
Lu Zhou and Little Yuan 'er were slightly shocked by what they saw when they opened the lid.
"Black magnolia?"
Ci Yuan glanced at Little Yuan 'er and said nothing.
How could Lu Zhou not know what he meant? He made up an excuse and said, "Yuan 'er, let's go out and have a look."
"Yes, Master!" Little Yuan 'er turned and left.
Little Yuan 'er arrived outside the Ci Mansion.
He raised his head and looked at the sky …
'It's still early.
Senior Brother's flying speed is too slow. I'm afraid he won't be able to make it in time. '
Little Yuan 'er did not like interacting with the people of the Ci Mansion. Hence, she walked toward an empty alley.
"Hello."
A gentle voice rang in her ears.
Little Yuan 'er shuddered. She looked around and asked, "Who's there?"
However, right in front of her was a slender green-robed swordsman.
A slender green-robed swordsman stood with his back facing her with a sword in his arms.
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