Si Wuya smiled and spoke with confidence and composure.
"The ten righteous sects are the Seven Star Mountain Villa and the Pillheart Sect. These two sects were just waving flags and cheering for the masses. They didn't have a deep hatred for the demonic path. The remaining eight sects were the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Righteous Sect, the Clarity Sect, and the Celestial Master Sect, all of which originated from Daoism. The Good Will Nunnery, the Hengqu Sect, the Zhencang Sect, and the Duanlin Sect, all of which originated from Confucianism. The latter's methods had always been gentle and moderate, and they did not have many conflicts with the Devil Path. On the contrary, the Dao sects are in constant conflict. "
He paused for a moment before he continued, "The elders of the Righteous Sect, Zhang Qiuchi and Zhang Chunlai, are dead. The sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Luo Changfeng, was killed by Master with a single strike when he besieged Golden Court Mountain. The Clarity Sect can't even take care of themselves now, and Eldest Senior Brother is personally taking care of them. The Celestial Masters Sect has been biding their time … So — "
"The Righteous Sect and the Heavenly Rapier Sect are most likely to attack first.
"However, Zhang Yuanshan, the Sect Master of the Righteous Sect, is known for being as timid as a mouse. Previously, Zhang Yuanshan secretly met Ren Buping, the Sect Master of the Fiend Temple, at the Green Jade Altar. Ren Buping is already dead. Once bitten, twice shy. Zhang Yuanshan won't make a move."
Si Wuya analyzed the situation.
Yu Zhenghai did not hear a single word.
He had been in charge of the Nether Sect for many years. If every single one of his subordinates reported to him like this, would he not die of exhaustion?
"Get to the point."
"The Heavenly Sword Sect," Si Wuya replied.
Yu Zhenghai nodded and said, "The Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Luo Changfeng, is dead. The first disciple, Zhou Jifeng, has defected and joined the Evil Sky Pavilion. Indeed, the Heavenly Sword Sect hates the Evil Sky Pavilion to the core. "
"The former Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Luo Xingkong, has been cultivating in seclusion for many years. There's no way he would remain indifferent to the tragic death of his son," Si Wuya said.
"You only have yourself to blame."
Who would have thought that when the experts of the ten great sects besieged Golden Court Mountain, Lu Zhou would kill him?
Luo Changfeng was too outstanding, and it was only natural for him to die.
"Are you really not going to make a move, Eldest Senior Brother?" Si Wuya asked.
This time, Yu Zhenghai did not speak. Instead, he fell silent.
Si Wuya did not pursue the matter.
He knew Zhenghai's temper quite well.
He remembered that when Ye Tianxin's Derived Moon Palace was besieged by the Fiend Temple, he did not lend a hand.
Ye Tianxin had betrayed her master, so it was understandable that she didn't help her.
The Evil Sky Pavilion was in a disadvantageous position, but Yu Zhenghai remained unmoved.
It didn't seem realistic to count on Eldest Senior Brother to make a move.
Si Wuya said with a sigh, "Eldest Senior Brother, do you still remember that matter?"
"I, your eldest senior brother, have always been tolerant and magnanimous. Second Junior Brother has killed my people many times. Do I have any complaints? Moreover, it's master, "Yu Zhenghai said calmly.
Si Wuya appeared calm on the surface, but he was grumbling inwardly.
You're just short of brandishing your saber and challenging Second Junior Brother to a duel … How can this be called no complaints?
"Eldest Senior Brother is right."
"Even if I force the Heavenly Sword Sect to retreat, what about ten years later? Now that the barrier has weakened, the Evil Sky Pavilion will face another calamity in less than five years. "
Ever since Yu Zhenghai, Yu Shangrong, and the others left the Evil Sky Pavilion.
The elites of the ten great sects had organized more than five attacks on the Evil Sky Pavilion.
The first time was when the ten great elites laid a trap and besieged Ji Tiandao. Ji Tiandao was injured in the battle. The second time was when the ten great elites attacked Golden Court Mountain, and Luo Changfeng was killed.
Nobody knew when the next attack would come.
However, it was clear that …
Many experts were waiting for an opportunity. They were waiting for Ji Tiandao's lifespan to run out and his cultivation base to decline.
The movement of the barrier this time was equivalent to releasing a clear signal.
"Five years …" Si Wuya muttered to himself, "What will Great Yan look like in five years' time?"
When Yu Zhenghai heard this, he laughed heartily and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, it's meaningless to think too far ahead … For me, what I need to deal with now is … the Clarity Sect."
After Yu Zhenghai finished speaking.
The Nether Sect's Azure Dragon Hall's First Seat, Hua Chongyang, walked in unhurriedly.
He cupped his fists and said, "Sect Master, the Clarity Sect's Mo Qi has long fled … You Hongyi is the only one left now. We'll be able to take down the Clarity Sect in ten days at most. "
"Very good."
Yu Zhenghai had a proud expression on his face as he asked, "Do you have any news about Pan Litian?"
"I've captured many Clarity Sect cultivators and interrogated them … I don't know anything. Pan Litian left the Clarity Sect 50 years ago and hasn't returned since, "Hua Chongyang said.
Si Wuya was puzzled. He asked, "What's the reason?"
"I'm not sure." Hua Chongyang shook his head.
Yu Zhenghai asked, "Are you curious about this person, junior brother?"
"The Clarity Sect is struggling at death's door under Eldest Senior Brother's attack. Pan Litian is the greatest elite of the Clarity Sect. There's no reason he wouldn't show up … "Si Wuya said thoughtfully," Hence, I'm guessing there are two possibilities. First, Pan Litian is dead. The possibility of this is very low. Pan Litian's cultivation base is extremely profound. If he wants to escape, nobody can kill him. Second, there's an irreconcilable conflict between Pan Litian and the Clarity Sect. "
"In that case, the latter is more likely," Yu Zhenghai said.
However …
This was no longer important to the Nether Sect.
If Pan Litian did not show up, the Clarity Sect would be destroyed even sooner.
If Pan Litian showed up, Yu Zhenghai would look forward to a showdown with such an opponent.
"Relay my order. Those who submit to me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish," Yu Zhenghai said.
"Yes, sect master!"
Three days passed in just a blink of an eye.
A messenger bird flew at an exaggerated speed from the northwestern corner of Yangzhou to the Evil Sky Pavilion's barrier.
Inside the eastern pavilion.
At this moment, Lu Zhou was no longer meditating.
After three days, Lu Zhou felt that half of his extraordinary power had been replenished.
It would take him seven to ten days to fully recover.
At the very least, that was his current speed.
He had a feeling that the more he meditated, the faster he would be able to replenish his extraordinary power.
The path of cultivation was a long one. He could not rush this.
"Let's look at the price …"
Lu Zhou was worried that something like the last time would happen again. Perhaps, he would secretly raise the price after he meditated.
He took a look at the current system items.
Fortunately, there was no increase in the price.
"Eh? This is … "
When Lu Zhou looked at the mission column, he discovered a new mission under the main missions of disciplining his disciples. It was called Search for the Lost Key 0/1.
"Lost key?"
He began to search through his memories.
In all the memories of Ji Tiandao in his mind, there was no clue to the key.
Lu Zhou's expression darkened. 'Does this have something to do with the missing memories?'
When he was free, Lu Zhou would try to connect the dots in his lost memories in an attempt to find some clues. In the end, he discovered that the scattered memories were like shredded pieces of paper. It was too difficult to piece them back together. In the end, he gave up on trying to figure them out.
Since the mission was to search for the lost key, it must be used to open some sort of cabinet, box, or container.
In the Evil Sky Pavilion, the hidden chamber and the northern pavilion's warehouse were the only places to store boxes.
However …
This confirmed Lu Zhou's theory. When he transmigrated here, many of Ji Tiandao's belongings might not have disappeared at all. Instead, they were scattered all over the place due to various reasons. For example, the weapons of the rascals, the Sky Fragments, the cultivation methods the rascals cultivated, and everything else in the hidden chamber … All of these were still around.
In that case, this lost key must be one of Ji Tiandao's belongings.
At this moment, Little Yuan 'er's voice rang in the air, interrupting his thoughts.
"Master … there's an unsigned letter!"
Lu Zhou walked out of the room and looked at Little Yuan 'er.
Little Yuan 'er was clad in the Cloud Feather Raiment and the Cloud-treading Boots.
Lu Zhou asked, "Where are the Giant Silkworm Gloves?"
He recalled that Little Yuan 'er did not seem to be wearing the items he obtained from Skylark Pagoda.
Little Yuan 'er pouted and said, "It's too ugly, it's not good to look at … It's in the south pavilion."
It seemed like the Heavenly Silkworm Gloves could be worn by both men and women, and it did not look good on them. If Little Yuan 'er were to wear it, she would be wearing a blue dress and a pair of strange colored gloves.
Moreover, the Giant Silkworm Gloves did not provide a significant boost to a cultivator like her.
Everyone has a love for beauty.
Let her be.
"Read it."
It did not matter whose letter it was. For a messenger bird to fly into the Evil Sky Pavilion, it was either those rascals or the Evil Sky Pavilion's liaison.
Little Yuan 'er nodded.
"The Clarity Sect has been surrounded … The Sect Master of the Nether Sect, Yu Zhenghai, has begun a massacre. The Sect Master of the Clarity Sect, Mo Qi, has fled to the Slender West Lake Sect with injuries. Pan Zhong has already gone to the Slender West Lake. There's danger … Hahaha. “
Reading until here.
Little Yuan 'er stopped and looked at Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou waved his hand, and the letter flew into his hand.
Indeed, there was no signature.
However, the last two words were enough to identify the sender.
'Jiang Aijian must be having a hard time sending a letter …' Lu Zhou thought to himself.
She pointed at the letter in her hand and said, "It's from Jiang Aijian. Ptooey! I remember now. He always has to laugh at the end of the letter …"
A cautious person like Jiang Aijian who traveled outside all year round would have a unique network of spies and contacts. Many of them were in the palace.
Being able to leave behind a distinctive personal style in the process of sending letters was a form of survival experience. It was similar to the Morse code, but it was even more subtle.
Little Yuan 'er was puzzled. "What's Pan Zhong doing at Slender West Lake? He's looking for trouble. "
Lu Zhou looked at the eastern pavilion. He did not see Duanmu Sheng and Zhao Yue. He asked, "Where's Old Third and Old Fourth?"
"They're lying in the south pavilion," Little Yuan 'er replied.
Lu Zhou thought nothing of it. Caning them for trespassing in the hidden chamber was a light punishment.
"Tell Old Third to go to the great hall."
"I'll go right away."
It was merely a physical injury. With Duanmu Sheng's cultivation base and techniques, he should have recovered after three days of recuperation.
Back when Ji Tiandao beat up his disciples, Duanmu Sheng was always the first to recover.
Little Yuan 'er left the eastern pavilion.
Lu Zhou looked at the sun. It was still early. He walked out of the eastern pavilion.
Shortly after, he arrived outside the Evil Sky Pavilion. He saw Pan Litian lying in the same spot, lazily basking in the sun. He would occasionally take a sip of wine.
"Pan Litian."
Lu Zhou's voice startled Pan Litian. He shuddered and flipped over.
When Pan Litian saw Lu Zhou, he patted his chest and said, "My surname isn't Pan."
Lu Zhou did not intend to argue with him. He tossed the letter in his hand over. "Read it yourself."
The letter landed on him. Pan Litian wanted to toss it away, but he could not suppress his curiosity. He glanced at it and saw Pan Zhong's name from the corner of his eye.
He immediately perked up, sat up straight, and carefully read the message on the letter.
"Danger?"
"Can you still sleep soundly?" Lu Zhou stared at Pan Litian intently.
Pan Litian's brows were tightly knitted together. His previously indolent expression turned grim and solemn. "Pan Zhong has joined the Evil Sky Pavilion. Pavilion Master, aren't you going to save him?"
"Indeed, Pan Zhong has joined the Evil Sky Pavilion … However, that doesn't mean I have to save him," Lu Zhou said nonchalantly.
"Why?"
"When Pan Zhong joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, I gave him the Six Yang Technique to counteract the Three Yin Style's bitter cold. He could've become a useful person in the Evil Sky Pavilion, but he left the Evil Sky Pavilion on his own … If everyone in the Evil Sky Pavilion behaves like this, how am I going to convince the others? "Lu Zhou said.
"Uh …"
Pan Litian was rendered speechless by her words.
At the end of the day, Pan Zhong was the one who stirred up trouble.
The rule of the Evil Sky Pavilion was that once one joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, one had to sever all past ties.
If one broke the rules, one would only have himself to blame. No one else could be blamed.
Lu Zhou looked at Pan Litian and asked, "Who are you to him?"
Pan Litian sighed softly. He shook his head and said, "I stopped being a member of the Pan Family 200 years ago …"
Pan Litian's words were equivalent to an indirect admission.
Lu Zhou did not intend to force the question. He only wanted to confirm that Pan Zhong was related to him. As for their seniority and relationship, it did not matter.
"Did you come to the Evil Sky Pavilion just to see him?" Lu Zhou asked.
Pan Litian nodded. He was no longer as frivolous as he was before.
"I don't have many days left … It's just a small wish before I die."
"If you join the Evil Sky Pavilion, you'll be able to save Pan Zhong," Lu Zhou said bluntly.
Pan Litian was taken aback.
He did not dare to think about this at all.
Although he had left the Clarity Sect for centuries, in the eyes of the outsiders, he had always been the greatest elite of the Clarity Sect. Many people were waiting for his return.
If he joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, would he not become the laughingstock of the cultivation world?
Most importantly …
His cultivation base was crippled. What did the Evil Sky Pavilion see in him?
Lu Zhou seemed to have read Pan Litian's mind. He added, "I happen to have a sable magnolia with me!"
Pan Litian's heart skipped a beat.
He looked up at Lu Zhou who was standing at the side. Lu Zhou's wizened face appeared calm, but for some reason, there was a hint of a smile on his face.
I'm here to freeload for food and drinks, and I'll leave after that.
Why did it feel like he had dragged himself in?
He seemed to have been tricked.
Ci Yuan didn't expect that he would be able to use the black magnolia he obtained at a time like this.
Although the sable magnolia could not completely restore his cultivation base, it could at least restore twenty to thirty percent of it.
For a cultivator, the importance of cultivation was self-evident.
Lu Zhou did not believe he would not be tempted.
He no longer spoke. He stood with his hands on his back and waited quietly for Pan Litian's reply.
At this moment, Little Yuan 'er ran out of the Evil Sky Pavilion and said, "Master … Third Senior Brother is here."
Lu Zhou did not look at Little Yuan 'er. Instead, he said, "There's no hurry … If your senior brother is tired, send him back to rest."
Pan Litian. "??? “
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