Everyone was surprised that Hua Wudao dared to use his head as a guarantee.
It was true that he was from the Yun Sect, but Hua Yuexing was from the Luo Sect. When Yun Tianluo founded the sect, it was gradually divided into the Yun Sect, the Tian Sect, and the Luo Sect. There was some animosity between them. It was understandable that they were of the same bloodline, and at most, they would speak up for him. However, was it not strange for him to use his life to vouch for someone he had only met a few times?
Duanmu Sheng said,
"Elder Hua … What's your relationship with Hua Yuexing?"
Duanmu Sheng's expression seemed to be saying, 'What a coincidence that both of you have the Hua surname.'
Hua Wudao shook his head. "I have nothing to do with her … Please investigate this thoroughly, Pavilion Master!"
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said calmly, "Elder Hua, I won't ask about your relationship with her. If Hua Yuexing wants to join the Evil Sky Pavilion … I'll give her a chance. "
Hua Wudao was overjoyed when he heard this. However, before he could thank Lu Zhou, Lu Zhou changed the topic.
"Take the head of any Three-leaf cultivator from the orthodox sects who besieged Golden Court Mountain in the past, and you can join the Evil Sky Pavilion."
"…"
Hua Wudao was stunned.
"This … this …"
His expression was also a little ugly.
Duanmu Sheng snorted and said, "I knew you still have ulterior motives … If you can't even do this, how are you going to join the Evil Sky Pavilion?"
The disciples were very satisfied with Master's condition.
'You said you're talented, and your cultivation base will grow stronger, and you'll be a great help to the Evil Sky Pavilion. However, you can't even kill a single enemy. What's the point of having you?
The Evil Sky Pavilion did not support idle people.
Hua Wudao bowed. "Alright! Since you've joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, you should know this! "
Lu Zhou waved his hand, gesturing for him to leave.
He left the Evil Sky Pavilion and made his way down the mountain.
Lu Zhou asked, "Where's Old Eighth?"
"Eighth Junior Brother is repairing the gazebo. I'll go get him now." Duanmu Sheng walked out.
Shortly after, Duanmu Sheng brought Zhu Honggong, Old Eighth, into the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Zhu Honggong fell to his knees obediently. He raised his hands and said sincerely, "Greetings, Master. May you live a long life, Master!"
"…"
This fellow's skin was extraordinarily thick. He could even flatter someone like this.
Lu Zhou looked at Zhu Honggong. His tone was calm as he said, "Are you used to the Evil Sky Pavilion?"
Zhu Honggong hastily said,
"Master, this is my home, of course I'm used to it! There was no place more comfortable than the Evil Sky Pavilion! I live here … comfortably! "
"Really?"
"Everything I said is true … I dare not lie," Zhu Honggong said, raising his voice.
Duanmu Sheng was speechless.
Zhao Yue shook her head.
Lu Zhou's voice remained calm as he asked, "How are you getting along with the others?"
Zhu Honggong was greatly surprised.
What was wrong with Master today? This kind of concern …
Zhu Honggong was not moved. He only felt … awkward.
"Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother takes good care of me … Fifth Senior Sister talks to me when she's free. Little … Little Junior Sister?" He looked around and didn't see Little Junior Sister. Thinking of her fierce look, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Little Junior Sister is gentle and lovely. Everyone treats me like family. “
"…"
Zhu Honggong was probably the only person in the entire Evil Sky Pavilion who was thick-skinned enough to say such hypocritical words.
"How are you getting along with Old Seventh?" Lu Zhou asked again.
"Very good! Very good … Old Seventh has always taken good care of me … S-old Seventh? "Zhu Honggong's expression changed as he said," You've wronged me, master. I have nothing to do with Seventh Senior Brother! "
Zhu Honggong shuddered.
Lu Zhou said, "Tell me, then.
"Then tell me, how did Seventh Brother find out about my whereabouts?"
Zhu Honggong pulled a long face as he said, "Old Seventh has eyes in every corner of Great Yan. He … Of course, he knows!"
"Who do you think is Old Seventh's spy in the Evil Sky Pavilion?"
"…"
Everything was clear now.
Everything was clear now.
In truth, Lu Zhou had noticed many things from the moment he arrived at Anyang.
First, Yu Shangrong sent gifts to Little Yuan 'er. Then, Yu Zhenghai did the same. Then, the news about Jiang Aijian confirmed that Si Wuya was the mastermind.
How could Si Wuya have known about all of this if no one had informed him?
It was Si Wuya who had instructed Mingshi Yin to bring Zhu Honggong back. Only Si Wuya would dare to play such a trick.
"Nice to meet you, Eighth Junior Brother … It's you?!" Duanmu Sheng stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Honggong's collar.
Zhu Honggong was fat and heavy. However, in Duanmu Sheng's hands, he was as light as a chick. He was easily lifted.
"Master … please listen to my explanation! Senior Brother … hurry up and let go! "Zhu Honggong said with a flushed face.
Duanmu Sheng looked at Lu Zhou, waiting for his response.
"I'll listen to your explanation," Lu Zhou said.
Thud!
Duanmu Sheng loosened his grip.
Zhu Honggong fell to the ground.
However, he did not dare to complain. He hastily straightened his body and kneeled before Lu Zhou as he said, "Senior Brother Wuya … Thud! Traitor!"
He panted twice before he continued to say, "He swore to me that he wouldn't do anything to harm the Evil Sky Pavilion. He even said he would help the Evil Sky Pavilion! That's why I purposely revealed your whereabouts, master. "
"You believed him just because he said so?" Duanmu Sheng's eyes were filled with disdain.
The Evil Sky Pavilion's great hall was silent.
The atmosphere was growing increasingly tense.
Zhu Honggong calmed himself down and said solemnly, "Master … To tell you the truth, when I was at Tiger Ridge, it was Seventh Senior Brother who took care of me … Seventh Senior Brother likes to play tricks, but he's never harmed a fellow disciple. Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother admire him. "
After saying this, Zhu Honggong did not dare to breathe loudly. He merely lowered his head.
However, his heart was pounding.
'This is bad.'
A light punishment would be expulsion from the pavilion, and a heavy punishment would be paralysis.
Lu Zhou was not in a hurry to punish Zhu Honggong because he was telling the truth.
Apart from Ye Tianxin who colluded with the cultivators of the Noble Path, the others had never done anything to harm the Evil Sky Pavilion.
In the cultivation world, the people still regarded these traitors as the same as the Evil Sky Pavilion. There was no difference.
However …
Although they were not sentenced to death, they would not be spared.
These traitors had to be taught a strict lesson.
"Lock him up in the Cave of Reflection … Flog him 50 times a day. Restrain his cultivation base … "
"Yes, master." Duanmu Sheng cupped his fists.
Zhu Honggong kowtowed and said, "Thank you for your mercy, master!"
Duanmu Sheng carried Zhu Honggong out of the great hall.
"Ding! Discipline Zhu Honggong more strictly. Reward: 200 merit points."
Disciplining Zhu Honggong was no longer a problem. He would have to think of a way to capture the remaining three traitors.
Lu Zhou rose to his feet slowly.
It was time to study the Sky Fragments.
"Master!" Little Yuan 'er ran in from outside.
"What's the matter?" Lu Zhou asked, puzzled.
Little Yuan 'er pointed at the beggar outside the Evil Sky Pavilion and said, "This old beggar would rather die than leave! Hua Yuexing is gone … He insisted on asking for some wine. "
Zhao Yue said, puzzled, "Little Junior Sister, Golden Court Mountain isn't a place for Tom, Dick, or Harry to enter! Quick, throw him out! "
"I did! But he walked in on his own! "
"He walked in on his own?" Zhao Yue exclaimed in shock.
"I found it strange … So, I brought him here to see master!" Little Yuan 'er said.
Golden Court Mountain's barrier was formed by a special Formation.
Even the Formations of the ten great Noble Paths could not compare to Golden Court Mountain's.
How could an old beggar walk in on his own?
He could not afford to be careless.
When Lu Zhou heard this, he walked down the steps with his hands on his back and made his way out of the great hall.
Outside the great hall.
The old beggar lay on the limestone floor. He looked at the sun lazily as he muttered, "Wine … I want to drink …"
"That's him!" Little Yuan 'er pointed at the beggar lying on the ground.
Lu Zhou came to a stop in his tracks.
He looked at the old beggar.
Name: Pan Litian
Race: Human
Cultivation base: Nullified
—
Lu Zhou remained silent. He was lost in his thoughts.
When Yunsan went to the Clarity Sect, the Nether Sect had launched an attack.
The sect master, Mo Qi, and the elite, You Hongyi, were heavily injured. It would not be long before the Clarity Sect vanished from this world.
He had been wondering where Pan Litian was.
The most mysterious elite of the Clarity Sect, an expert from the same era as Fan Xiuwen, had disappeared overnight.
He did not expect Pan Litian to appear in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
The old beggar had been waiting for a long time. He urged, "Quick … Quick, I've been waiting for the wine …"
"Old geezer, I'll throw you out right now!" Little Yuan 'er grabbed the Nirvana Sash.
"Little girl, you're so fierce … No, no …"
Little Yuan 'er gritted her teeth in anger.
She was about to make a move.
Lu Zhou raised his hand and said, "Bring me the wine."
"Huh?"
Little Yuan 'er and Zhao Yue were baffled.
Why was their master being so nice to an unfamiliar old beggar?
"I'll go right away …"
Zhao Yue bowed slightly and went to the north pavilion.
A moment later, Zhao Yue returned with two female disciples carrying two jars of wine.
"Wine, wine, wine …"
Pan Litian's nose was as sensitive as a dog's. When the jars were near, he could smell the fragrance of the wine.
Zhao Yue placed the jars next to Pan Litian and retreated behind Lu Zhou respectfully.
Pan Litian perked up and straightened his back.
He narrowed his eyes and looked up. He asked with a chuckle, "You … you … you're the master of the Evil Sky Pavilion?"
Lu Zhou did not reply.
Instead, he pointed at the wine jars on the floor and said, "This is the Evil Sky Pavilion's wine. It's 100 years old."
Pan Litian's eyes lit up.
His eyes widened.
He lifted the wine jar and sniffed it. Then, he praised, "Good wine! It's really good wine. "
"Would you like some?"
"Yes, yes … I'd love to!"
"That's great."
Lu Zhou walked up to Pan Litian and said, "Since you know this is the Evil Sky Pavilion, why are you here?"
Pan Litian opened the jar and took a few gulps. A satisfied expression appeared on his face as he said, "I know … My life is worthless. I don't … I don't care …"
'Worthless life?'
Lu Zhou did not expose him.
Instead, he asked curiously, "You don't have a cultivation base. How did you get past the barrier?"
"I'm confused as well … I'm just an ordinary beggar! What do I know about barriers … "Pan Litian feigned ignorance.
Lu Zhou shook his head and said with a sigh, "The greatest elite of the Clarity Sect … I don't know if I should be happy or not."
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