Just a wooden stake was enough to render Mingshi Yin powerless to fight back.
This surprised him. When did the Zhencang Branch hire such a great master? According to Feng Qinghe, this old woman was a contingency that he'd left behind.
This place was about a hundred miles away from Golden Court Mountain, which was considered a very remote place. It was surrounded by lush forests and hidden by valleys. Far away from the human cities, without the protection of formations, the ferocious beasts in the wilderness would be enough to cause a headache. The wooden house and the plum blossom stump looked very old. The weeds nearby were taller than a person. Obviously, the old woman had lived here for a long time.
What backup plan? It was just a life-saving straw that Feng Qinghe wanted to clutch onto.
"Old senior … How would I dare to lie to you! My master is really at the Nine-leaf stage now! "
"Again?"
The wooden stake in front of him rose from the ground and emitted a circle of script seals before it shot toward Mingshi Yin again.
Mingshi Yin leaped up and brandished his heaven-grade weapon, the Separation Hook. Bam! Bam! He swung it twice, and the wooden stake was split in half.
After the pattern on the wooden stake was cut by the weapon, it lost its effect.
Seeing the weapon in his hand, the old woman revealed a doubtful expression and said, "Heaven-grade weapon Separation Hook and Scabbard?"
Mingshi Yin landed on the ground. He looked at the old woman and asked, "Do you recognize him, old senior?"
"You really are his disciple."
"…"
He had spoken for so long, but the other party did not believe him at all.
Sure enough, the older the ginger, the spicier it was. It was not so easy to fool him.
There was no use trying to scheme before such a person. If he behaved himself, perhaps the other party would let him off on account of his master.
"Senior, how should I address you?"
"I've long since faded out of the cultivation world and no longer pay attention to the affairs of the world. After today's matter is over, this old woman will seal the canyon and no longer have any contact with the outside world. "The old woman said.
"…"
Mingshi Yin knew the old man before him was unfathomable. With his limited experience, it was only natural that he did not recognize her.
"Old senior, I won't be able to escape anyway. If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look. Feng Qinghe's corpse is still there." He pointed into the distance. "Feng Qinghe joined forces with the six great sects to attack the Evil Sky Pavilion. In his rage, my master wiped out the seven sects."
The old woman raised her head and glanced at him.
"His time hasn't come yet?"
"I'm fine."
"Lead the way."
The two of them walked toward the spot where Mingshi Yin had fought earlier.
It took them a long time to walk this distance.
Mingshi Yin did not dare to rush them. He followed them obediently.
Not long after, they arrived at the battlefield.
Upon seeing Feng Qinghe's corpse, the old lady paused for a moment before sighing.
He bent down to check on her, then stood up and said, "Come here."
"Senior is calling me?"
"Could it be that I'm calling for a soul?"
"Oh, oh …"
Mingshi Yin hurried over.
To be honest, your voice just now really sounded like you were calling Feng Qinghe's soul!
The old woman grabbed his wrist, and a faint wave of vital energy revolved around him, disappearing in a flash.
"Four-leaf?"
"Am I right? I'm innocent. With my cultivation base, how could I have possibly killed the Seven-leaf Feng Qinghe?" Mingshi Yin said.
The old woman fell into thought.
It was impossible for the Four-leaf Mingshi Yin to defeat Feng Qinghe. Moreover, Feng Qinghe had burned his sea of Qi. Mingshi Yin was not even a Five-leaf cultivator. He could not be considered a grand cultivator. Even a Seven-leaf cultivator might not dare to underestimate Feng Qinghe.
"Old senior, there's something I'm not sure if I should say." Mingshi Yin could see that the old woman was wavering.
"What is it?"
"Feng Qinghe joined forces with the six great sects to attack the Evil Sky Pavilion. You can verify this news later. The reason why Feng Qinghe had been fleeing all this time was because he wanted to lure my master here. He's up to no good, and yet, you're still helping him? "
The old woman frowned slightly.
'This kid has a point.'
"I'll believe you for now … However, if you talk about the Nine-leaf stage again, I'll be the first to kill you," the old woman said.
"…"
Mingshi Yin's heart tightened. 'That's ruthless.'
Even Mingshi Yin would not believe it until he saw a Nine-leaf cultivator with his own eyes, let alone the old woman.
"Thank you, old senior. I'll take my leave."
It was not wise to stay here for long. It was better for him to leave as soon as possible. His life was more important.
"Wait."
"…"
Mingshi Yin turned around.
The old woman said, "I've promised Feng Qinghe, after all. No matter what he did, I'm the one who broke my promise. In a few days, I'll head to the Evil Sky Pavilion and tell your master … not to die so early. Come to think of it, it's been a long time since we last met. Let's settle our regrets before we meet again. "
'Regrets? What regrets? '
Mingshi Yin was puzzled. However, he smiled and said, "I'll pass on your message, senior."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Feng Qinghe's corpse with a hint of longing in his eyes.
He had wanted to strip Feng Qinghe's robe, but he decided against it. It was stained with blood, and it stank of sweat. He felt disgusted.
He vanished into the forest like a wisp of smoke.
The old woman looked in the direction of the forest. She shook her head lightly and said, "It's a waste of your cultivation base to have taken in such a cowardly disciple. How sad and lamentable … "
…
Golden Court Mountain's barrier shone.
It was so bright that even the civilians of Tangzi Town turned to look at Golden Court Mountain.
After a brief moment, the light dimmed.
Lu Zhou stopped channeling Primal Qi. Golden Court Mountain's barrier returned to normal.
The barrier that resembled a canopy in the sky was now transparent. It occasionally flashed with a faint blue light.
At this moment, he heard the notification of the end of the Peak Trial Card's duration.
Lu Zhou felt the surging power in his body recede and disappear.
His cultivation base returned to the Divine Court realm.
It was a wonderful feeling. He was reluctant to part with it.
Lu Zhou descended slowly from the top of the Evil Sky Pavilion like a feather.
"Greetings, master."
Si Wuya ran over. He hastily fell to his knees and kowtowed.
He was trembling slightly, and his body was drenched in cold sweat.
He seemed to be frightened. His forehead was on the ground. He did not even dare to look his master in the eye.
"Who allowed you to leave the Cave of Reflection?" Lu Zhou asked in a deep voice.
"I've made a mistake! The Cave of Reflection's barrier has disappeared. I wanted to help the Evil Sky Pavilion out of this predicament, and I was anxious. I didn't intend to leave the Cave of Reflection! Please investigate this, master! "Si Wuya said as he prostrated himself.
"Help?"
Lu Zhou snorted disapprovingly. "Do you think you can help us with that puny cultivation base of yours?"
"Disciple …"
"Do you think the seven great sects will be threatened by you?" Lu Zhou asked.
Si Wuya was rendered speechless by Lu Zhou's rebuttal.
At the end of the day, all checks and balances were built on the strength of one's fists. The seven great sects were prepared to die. Even if Lu Zhou had a silver tongue, would he be able to convince them to retreat? After witnessing the battle, Si Wuya was greatly shaken. The seven great sects dared to attack a Nine-leaf cultivator. How could they be controlled by a puny person like Lu Zhou?
At this moment, Leng Luo, Hua Wudao, Duanmu Sheng, and the other disciples returned to the Evil Sky Pavilion.
When they landed in front of the great hall and saw Lu Zhou standing before them, they bowed in unison.
"Greetings, Pavilion Master."
"Greetings, master!"
"Master … Your might is peerless and invincible. Who dares to challenge you when you're at the Nine-leaf stage?"
"…"
Lu Zhou's flattery was hard.
The others felt their scalps tingle when they heard this.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded. He said, "Take him away."
"Understood."
Si Wuya respectfully followed Zhou Jifeng back to the Cave of Reflection.
Lu Zhou glanced at the moon. He had many orders to give, but it was too late. Hence, he said, "You're dismissed."
"Safe journey, Pavilion Master."
"Safe journey, master."
Lu Zhou waved his sleeve and walked toward the eastern pavilion.
If a Nine-leaf cultivator did not leave, who would dare to make a move?
Everyone held their breaths and maintained their bowing posture.
Even Leng Luo and Hua Wudao.
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