Disciplined Yu Shangrong. Reward: 500 merit points. "
The next morning, the sun rose from the east as usual.
When the first rays of the morning sun shone on the Cave of Reflection, Little Yuan 'er appeared near the cave's entrance.
"Second Senior Brother," Little Yuan 'er called out.
"Little Junior Sister, morning."
Yu Shangrong walked out of the Cave of Reflection with the Longevity Sword in his arms.
But what was different from last night —
Yu Shangrong's hair had turned white.
Little Yuan 'er's eyes widened. She pointed a finger at him in surprise and said, "Second Senior Brother, your hair …"
"I'm fine." Yu Shangrong looked at the sun in the east and smiled in satisfaction.
"I'll go look for Master."
"No need."
Yu Shangrong walked over.
Little Yuan 'er stopped walking.
He walked up to her and smiled faintly. "Little Junior Sister, I've lost my cultivation base. If you want to spar with me, you'll have to go easy on me …"
"Excuse … excuse me …" Little Yuan 'er could not say a word.
Quite a number of people appeared in front of the Cave of Reflection.
Pan Zhong, Zhou Jifeng, Hua Yuexing, Zhao Yue, Mingshi Yin, Zhu Honggong, and many female disciples stopped to watch.
They had heard about how Yu Shangrong had killed a Nascent Divinity realm cultivator with his bare hands despite having lost his cultivation base. They also heard about how half of his hair had turned white.
Now that he looked at it again, it was not just half white.
It was a night of white hair.
Perhaps, they had learned about Yu Shangrong's background.
In the country of noblemen, there is melilot, born in the morning and dead in the evening.
Yu Shangrong glanced at the others and said in a graceful manner, "Morning."
Everyone cupped their hands. "Good morning, Mr. Second."
Little Yuan 'er said, "Second Senior Brother, I'll ask Master for help. I'm sure he has a way."
"Didn't you want to spar with me?" Yu Shangrong asked.
"This …"
Little Yuan 'er thought for a moment and said, "Alright."
…
In the Evil Sky Pavilion's eastern pavilion.
Lu Zhou was in high spirits after meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls for an entire night.
He stretched his body in front of the East Pavilion.
At this moment, Li Yunzhao and Jiang Aijian walked in.
The two of them bowed.
Li Yunzhao said, "I thank Old Mister on behalf of the Empress Dowager. With Old Mister's help, the Empress Dowager's condition has improved. She will return today, so I've come to bid farewell to Old Mister."
Jiang Aijian bowed.
"I'll go loosen them up."
How could Lu Zhou not know what he was thinking?
He said, "Li Yunzhao … When you return to the Divine Capital, say that Jiang Aijian is dead. Also, I advise the Crown Prince that the Evil Sky Pavilion will remember this. "
As soon as he said that.
Li Yunzhao hastily fell to his knees. He was about to kowtow and beg for mercy.
Jiang Aijian said, "Stop begging. Don't you know, old senior? Let's go. "
"This …"
Li Yunzhao was a member of the Imperial family, after all. It was only natural for him to speak up for the Imperial family. However, Jiang Aijian is also a member of the Imperial family. Liu Huan and Liu Zhi are both your brothers. He actually didn't care at all.
Lu Zhou watched as Jiang Aijian dragged Li Yunzhao away from the eastern pavilion. He could not help but sigh. "Yong Shou, oh, Yong Shou, are there no good people among your descendants?"
Now that he thought about it, it didn't seem right.
The Fourth Prince, Liu Bing, was a talented general at the borders and could be considered a meritorious person.
The Fifth Prince, Liu Hong, was cowardly by nature, but he did not commit any evil deeds.
He had almost forgotten that Jiang Aijian and Liu Chen, the Third Prince, were not villains either.
…
Meanwhile.
In a rather secluded branch of the Nether Sect.
Yu Zhenghai paced back and forth. He looked at Si Wuya who was seated on a chair at the side and asked, "Seventh Junior Brother, do you have a good plan?"
Si Wuya shook his head.
"I didn't expect Jiang Aijian to do this. He's hiding in the Evil Sky Pavilion now. My men can't get close."
"Must we capture him?" Yu Zhenghai asked.
"Jiang Aijian is Great Yan's Third Prince … He's deeply favored by the Empress Dowager. If we can capture him, the Nether Sect will gain a great bargaining chip. Alas … he's too cunning, "Si Wuya said.
Yu Zhenghai said.
"Now that Golden Court Mountain's barrier is gone, do you have elites like the Five Mice among your men? Think of a way to enter and kill Jiang Aijian."
"Impossible."
Si Wuya suddenly remembered the scene of the blue lotus blooming. "I can't kill Jiang Aijian … Master clearly wants to protect him. Also, the informant I planted around the Crown Prince reported that the Crown Prince has sent someone to assassinate Jiang Aijian. "
"The Crown Prince wants to kill the Third Prince?"
"I don't think the Crown Prince is aware that Jiang Aijian is the Third Prince. He's only killing him to avenge the Second Prince, Liu Huan, and establish his reputation," Si Wuya said.
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhenghai was amused.
Yu Zhenghai, on the other hand, was amused. He laughed and patted Si Wuya's shoulder.
Si Wuya frowned slightly. A puzzled expression could be seen on his face.
Yu Zhenghai said, "Sometimes, I'm curious. How did you manage to be so popular in the palace?"
Si Wuya. "…"
"Don't be shy. I won't laugh at you," Yu Zhenghai said.
"…" Si Wuya felt awkward.
"Is it really Princess Yong Ning?"
At the mention of Princess Yong Ning, Si Wuya shook his head and said, "You've misunderstood, Eldest Senior Brother. I don't have any romantic feelings for her."
Yu Zhenghai nodded with a knowing expression on his face as he said, "I understand.
He nodded and said, "It's no wonder Han Yuyuan didn't dare to touch you."
"She's such a good lady, and yet, you don't like her … Junior Brother, you should suppress your anger."
Si Wuya was speechless.
He hastily changed the topic. "Let's talk about the Nether Sect's next plan."
"That's great! That's exactly what I wanted. "Yu Zhenghai was instantly energized. He no longer cared about the boring matters of love.
The table was laid out.
A map was laid out.
Si Wuya pointed at the map of Liang Province.
…
Another seven days passed in just a blink of an eye.
Lu Zhou gave himself ten consecutive lucky draws. After thanking everyone for their participation, he left the room to clear his head.
He could not afford to give in to anyone when it came to lucky draws.
A gambler was not afraid of having everything, but he was afraid of having nothing at all.
While he was stretching his body …
Little Yuan 'er appeared nearby and said, "Master, master, Second Senior Brother hasn't left the Cave of Reflection for many days. I'm worried that something might have happened to him. Do you want to go and have a look? "
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
'He hasn't thought it through after seven days?'
"What's the situation?"
"His hair turned white overnight. He's in low spirits now. I don't think he can even lift his sword."
Lu Zhou turned around slowly.
At this moment, Mingshi Yin, Zhao Yue, Zhu Honggong, Pan Zhong, Zhou Jifeng, and the other female disciples rushed into the eastern pavilion.
It was as though they had discussed this beforehand.
They fell to their knees in unison.
"Please do something, master!"
Lu Zhou swept his gaze across them. He stroked his beard and said, "Are you pleading for that rascal?"
Mingshi Yin said, "Although Second Senior Brother is at fault, he has killed many who coveted the Evil Sky Pavilion over the years. Please do something, master! "
The others also bent down.
Lu Zhou shook his head.
"If he wants to plead for leniency, let him do it himself."
"Master!"
"Shut up."
Lu Zhou's voice deepened. "If I were merciful, the Evil Sky Pavilion wouldn't be in this state today. Tell him that if he wants to die, this seat will fulfill his wish! "
He flicked his sleeves.
Lu Zhou entered the eastern pavilion.
He was not Mingshi Yin or Zhao Yue. He was not any of the other disciples.
He was the master of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Everyone was stunned.
Those words rang in his ears. If he had been merciful, the Evil Sky Pavilion would have been destroyed a long time ago. If everyone was like this, who would be responsible for the disciples' betrayal in the future?
His master was right. If he needed someone else to plead for him, how was he going to establish the Evil Sky Pavilion?
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