Si Wuya ignored the two bootlickers. He walked at a steady pace.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng followed behind him. They were even more certain that the person before them was the Evil Sky Pavilion's first disciple.
He was too familiar with the surroundings and routes between the North, South, East and West Pavilions. He arrived at the back of the mountain with ease.
As soon as he arrived at the back of the mountain, he came to a halt.
Without turning his head, he said,
"First disciple of the Heavenly Rapier Sect, Zhou Jifeng."
"Clarity Sect's traitor, Pan Zhong."
He easily pointed out the names of the two people.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng were stunned. They looked at Si Wuya's back in shock.
Before he could say anything.
Si Wuya asked again, "How's everyone doing?"
When Pan Zhong heard this, he didn't reply immediately. He pondered in his heart … This is the demeanor that an Eldest Senior Brother should have.
Look, listen, look, what a magnanimous Eldest Senior Brother. It was fine if he didn't open his mouth, but once he did, he asked about everyone's situation.
Pan Zhong scratched his head and replied, "Thank you for your concern, Mister First. I'm doing well. I really like the Evil Sky Pavilion."
Zhou Jifeng followed, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. First. I'm fine too. Not only is this place good, but all the gentlemen here are very approachable."
Si Wuya's expression remained unchanged.
He slowly turned around and looked at the two of them.
He did not get angry, nor did he reprimand them for not answering the question correctly. Instead, he said, "That's good."
"Mr. First, it's cold in the cave. I'll bring you a blanket," Pan Zhong said.
As soon as he finished speaking.
With a clang, a sound came from behind him.
The two of them looked in the direction of the voice and saw Duanmu Sheng holding his Overlord Spear as he looked at them with a solemn expression.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng were a little worried when they saw the unfriendly look on his face.
"Calm down, Mister First. Please don't hold it against Mister Third," Pan Zhong said.
Clang!
The Overlord Spear slammed into the ground.
"Bastard!"
Pan Zhong was stunned for a moment and didn't dare to speak. He kept cursing in his heart, 'This Mister Third is too straightforward.' Indeed, Mister First had left the Evil Sky Pavilion for some unknown reason. But to challenge Mister First in front of so many people, he really had the guts!
Just as he was about to plead for mercy …
Si Wuya bowed. "Greetings, Third Senior Brother."
Pan Zhong: "???"
Zhou Jifeng: "???"
I'm f * cking having a mental breakdown!
…
Duanmu Sheng walked over with his Overlord Spear in hand.
His face was expressionless as he looked at Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng. Then, he raised his leg and kicked them.
Kicking two people with one kick!
Ouch!
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng bumped into each other. They did not dare to resist. They looked at Duanmu Sheng with a broken heart.
Duanmu Sheng said, "Calm down, Mister First? Old Seven, is this how you talk to me? "
There was nothing wrong with a senior brother lecturing his junior brother.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng wanted to cry.
Si Wuya did not care how they felt. He bowed at Duanmu Sheng again. "Greetings, Third Senior Brother."
Much more formal than before.
Duanmu Sheng snorted.
"You still have the face to come back?"
"Shameless," Si Wuya said.
"All these years, you've been stirring up trouble everywhere, fanning the flames. In the end, he returned to the Evil Sky Pavilion obediently. Do you think you're very smart? "Duanmu Sheng kept mocking him.
"Third Senior Brother is right," Si Wuya said.
Hu!
He pointed his Overlord Spear at Si Wuya and said, "Don't think I'll spare you just because you talk to me like this!"
Seeing the Heavenly Grade Weapon in his hand,
Si Wuya was not surprised. He smiled and said, "I was injured during the battle in Liang Province's city. Third Senior Brother is brave and outstanding, he is not the kind of person who takes advantage of others when they are down. "
Duanmu Sheng said, "Not necessarily."
Hu!
Duanmu Sheng held the middle section of the Overlord Spear in his right hand while the other end was tucked under his armpit. He pointed at Si Wuya and said, "Old Fourth is right. There's no such thing as fairness when dealing with despicable people. His master had also warned him that there was no such thing as fairness in this world. Let me see how much you, a traitor, have improved … "
He thrust his Overlord Spear forward.
A cold glint appeared first, followed by the spear like a dragon!
Hu, hu hu hu …
Si Wuya pushed away from the ground and flew backward.
For a moment, the two of them were fighting.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng quickly retreated to the side to watch the battle.
"Brother Pan … I'll be damned if I believe you," Zhou Jifeng complained.
"Get lost."
Zhou Jifeng wiped the sweat off his face and asked, "Who is more powerful, Mr. Third or Mr. Seventh?"
Pan Zhong looked around and said in a low voice,
"I guess it's Mr. Seven. Think about it … The current cultivation world has been turned upside down because of him. Great Yan's nine provinces are in chaos. Never judge a book by its cover. Moreover, I heard from Mr. Eighth that up until now, no one has been able to force Mr. Seventh to use his full strength. "
"So powerful?"
"Let's see."
The two of them had just spoken.
Duanmu Sheng leaped into the air. He grabbed the shaft of the Overlord Spear with both hands and dove.
There were thousands of spear shadows.
Imperfect Divine Intervention!
The densely packed spear shadows kept stabbing at Si Wuya.
Several bursts of energy shot out from Si Wuya's body.
Bang, bang, bang!
To Si Wuya's surprise, the spear shadows instantly pierced through the energy and shot toward his face.
Si Wuya raised his hand to block.
Bang!
Si Wuya flipped in the air and staggered backward. His arms were numb from the impact, and his face was pale.
Duanmu Sheng withdrew his Overlord Spear. He did not continue attacking. Instead, he said, "Is that all you've got?"
Si Wuya cupped his fists.
"Third Senior Brother's cultivation is exquisite. I admire you."
Pan Zhong: "…"
Zhou Jifeng: "…"
He was speechless. He rolled his eyes at Pan Zhong. His expression clearly said, 'If I f * cking trust you again, I'll wash my hair upside down!'
Duanmu Sheng raised his Overlord Spear and placed it on his shoulder.
With the Overlord Spear on his shoulder, he said, "You're entering the Cave of Reflection yourself. Do you want me to invite you in?"
Si Wuya nodded. He did not resist nor did he say anything. He entered the Cave of Reflection.
The back of the mountain fell silent.
Pan Zhong gave a thumbs-up and said, "Mister Third, your spear skills have finally improved!"
"Finally?"
Duanmu Sheng asked suspiciously, "Are you saying that I haven't improved at all?"
"…"
"Come … You too. Don't eat for a few days. Train with me."
Duanmu Sheng was not angry. Instead, he walked between the two of them amiably and placed the Overlord Spear before them. Then, he grabbed the back of his collar with both hands and walked to the training ground halfway up the mountain.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng had long faces as they were dragged along step by step.
…
At dusk.
Lu Zhou opened his eyes.
After meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls for half a day, his mental state had recovered slightly.
However, he was still far from being saturated with extraordinary power.
He called up the system dashboard.
Name: Lu Zhou
Identity: Great Yan human
Cultivation base: Dao-transforming Divine Court realm
Merit points: 42800
Avatar: Ten Worlds
Remaining life: 9,763 days
Item: Deadly Strike Card x1, Critical Block Card x62 (passive), Binding Cage Card x4, Ji Tiandao's Peak Trial Card x1, Whitzard (resting), Bi An, Critical Heal Card x2, Strengthened Binding Cage Card x2, Strengthened Critical Heal Card x2, Thunderblast x1, Reversal Card x33.
Weapon: Unnamed, Life Cutter, Jade Horsetail Whisk (refinement required), Peacock Plume (refinement required)
Cultivation method: Three Scrolls of Heavenly Writing
Overall, he had benefited greatly from the operation in Liang Province. Si Wuya, in particular, had killed nearly 2,000 Other Tribesmen.
"I'm one step away from entering the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm," Lu Zhou muttered to himself.
Only after entering the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm could one be considered to have entered the cultivation world.
Lu Zhou waved his hand, and the dashboard vanished.
When he remembered that he still had matters to attend to, he gave up on spending his merit points for now. When he sensed someone packing up outside, he said, "Summon Si Wuya."
"Understood."
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