After the grey-robed subordinate left …
On a towering tree near the secluded hut.
Yu Shangrong sat on the tree trunk and leaned against the trunk. His eyes were closed as he smiled faintly.
"Seventh Junior Brother … if you do this, all of your previous efforts will go to waste."
Si Wuya looked at Yu Shangrong who was hovering above the tree branch and said, "I've underestimated master's abilities …"
"Why do you say that?"
Si Wuya spoke frankly and confidently.
"I asked Old Eighth to return to the Evil Sky Pavilion for two reasons. Firstly, I want to ensure his safety. Secondly, I need him to tell me about the situation in the pavilion. The Eighth Brother is stupid, so he won't be killed. If necessary, I will order the Five Mice to save him. "
Yu Shangrong shook his head lightly. He smiled disapprovingly and said, "I'm afraid the Five Mice are like street rats."
"Secondly, I gave the Peacock Plume to Fourth Senior Brother … because I wanted to probe Master's background. However, earlier … "Si Wuya paused." The Peacock Plume is in danger. "
"The requirements to refine a heaven-grade weapon are extremely harsh. Since I've helped you … don't regret it, "Yu Shangrong said.
"Second Senior Brother is right."
"It's your turn to help me …"
Yu Shangrong opened his eyes. The sunlight filtered through the leaves and shone on his chiseled features.
She leaped lightly from the branch and flew toward Si Wuya with her back straight like a willow catkin.
Si Wuya said, "Your orders, Second Senior Brother?"
"Tell Eldest Senior Brother … No matter how good a saber is, it needs to be constantly sharpened in order to maintain its sharpness. We'll meet on Pingdu Mountain in half a year's time, "Yu Shangrong said.
Si Wuya's heart shuddered.
Ever since he had taken control of the Dark Web, he had heard a lot of news about people living and people dying. Every day, different things would happen. Some were bigger than the sky falling down, and some were smaller than sesame seeds and mung beans.
But he didn't have too much of a fluctuation.
Yu Shangrong's words made his heart tremble.
Si Wuya knew Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother did not get along.
He also knew that the two of them had different styles of doing things, and both of them had opinions about each other.
He also expected that there would be a battle between the two of them.
However …
He didn't expect to come so early.
It was so early that it was somewhat unexpected.
"Second Senior Brother … Can't you …"
Before he could finish, Yu Shangrong raised a hand to interrupt him and said, "I've made up my mind. Hopefully, he won't be injured in this half a year … "
Experts are lonely.
Naturally, he hoped that his opponent would be able to respond in their best condition.
Dealing with weaklings was very boring, so boring that he didn't even want to fight.
"With Eldest Senior Brother's cultivation, I'm afraid only Master can hurt him."
"So … don't provoke Master."
After finishing this sentence.
He tapped the ground lightly with the tip of his foot.
Like a gentle breeze, he flew through the air.
When he was dozens of meters in the air, he turned around and said, "Take care."
"Don't worry, Senior Brother … I can protect myself."
"See you later."
"See you later."
The two of them cupped their fists at each other.
Yu Shangrong did not linger. He placed his hands on his back and vanished into the horizon.
Si Wuya shook his head and sighed.
He returned to the secluded hut …
He looked at the information on the floor and the things that needed to be done in the future.
For some reason, the initially calm and collected Si Wuya was furious.
Huala!
The mountain of information in front of him was scattered all over the ground.
"What am I doing this for?"
Just then …
Si Wuya suddenly grunted.
Blood trickled down the corner of Si Wuya's lips.
He did not mind it at all. He wiped the blood away with his sleeve.
Another gray-robed man appeared nearby and fell to one knee. "Sect master, what happened to you?"
"I'm fine … It's just the backlash from breaking the Binding Mantra." Si Wuya frowned.
"Take care of yourself, sect master."
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Meanwhile.
"Ding! Punished Si Wuya. Reward: 200 merit points."
Although Lu Zhou did not know what Si Wuya was doing at this moment, the 200 merit points meant that he was suffering from a backlash.
Lu Zhou shook his head. He looked at the Peacock Plume and said, "It's easier said than done to break the Binding Mantra."
Even if a Six or Seven-leaf elite from the Celestial Masters Sect cast it, it would not be easy to break the Binding Mantra, let alone the system.
Lu Zhou recalled everything that Si Wuya had done recently.
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Rascal … I'll keep your weapon for now."
With a wave of his hand, the Refining Talisman vanished.
This was the first time the master and disciple exchanged blows from afar. Si Wuya was utterly defeated.
Lu Zhou placed the Peacock Plume down.
At this moment, Zhao Yue's voice rang from outside.
"Master, two letters."
"Two?"
"One from Jiang Aijian, and the other … from the foot of the mountain."
"Read it."
Zhao Yue opened Jiang Aijian's letter and read aloud, "Old senior, the third message concerns national affairs. I didn't want to tell you about it, but after some thought, I decided to. Wei Zhuoyan's four deputies have led an army of 50,000 to quell the rebellion in Liang Province. The Fourth Prince, Liu Bing, has returned to the palace … I know you don't care about the war, old senior, but there must be something amiss in the palace.
Be careful of Mo Li. "
Lu Zhou's expression was calm.
At the end of the day, this message was related to the mastermind, Mo Li. Lu Zhou was not interested in getting involved with the other forces in the palace. Whether Wei Zhuoyan was up to the task was up to the heavens.
"Continue."
Lu Zhou ordered.
"Understood."
Zhao Yue opened the second letter. She glanced at it and said, "It's a letter of challenge from the Heavenly Sword Sect."
Lu Zhou heard this.
His expression remained calm.
'What an eventful time.'
Zhao Yue hesitated before she said, "Master, Luo Xingkong has set up a challenge ring. He wants to fight you alone."
"Ignore him."
Lu Zhou did not think much of the puny Heavenly Sword Sect.
Moreover, he was currently focused on the box, the key, and the Heavenly Writing scrolls. At the same time, he had to think of a way to deal with his three rascals, Si Wuya, Yu Shangrong, and Yu Zhenghai.
He did not have time for these things.
"I understand. I'll take my leave." Zhao Yue turned around and left.
However, the next morning.
Zhao Yue brought another letter to the eastern pavilion.
"Master … The Heavenly Sword Sect's Luo Xingkong has sent a letter … It's also a letter of challenge. Luo Xingkong claims that his cultivation base has improved greatly and wants to fight you fairly. "
Lu Zhou said disapprovingly, "Luo Xingkong is quite bold …"
Usually, the ten great sects would avoid the Evil Sky Pavilion. Now, they sent a disciple to deliver a letter.
He was truly blinded by the hatred of losing his son.
"From now on, there's no need to send any more letters from the Heavenly Sword Sect."
"Yes, master."
For the next ten days, there was a letter of challenge every day.
All of them were stopped by Zhao Yue.
The 13th letter was delivered to Zhao Yue by a female disciple.
Zhao Yue thought it was the same as usual. She opened it and frowned. "Where's the messenger?"
"He just left the foothills."
"Capture him … Kill him," Zhao Yue ordered expressionlessly.
The two female disciples were from the Derived Moon Palace, after all. They were slightly fearful when they heard this order.
Zhao Yue said in a deep voice that contained a hint of anger, "Do it!"
"Understood!"
The two female disciples sprinted down the mountain.
Zhao Yue walked toward the Evil Sky Pavilion with the letter in her hand.
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