The blood from his neck stained Wen Shu's chest.
When he couldn't breathe, he felt as if his soul had been grabbed by an invisible hand from his dantian region and sea of qi. His throat was locked, and he was lifted up into his heart, chest, and head. Then, his soul flew out of his body.
Wen Shu fell backward.
The light shone on Yu Shangrong's face. He appeared calm and composed.
Perhaps, Yu Shangrong had seen this many times, he did not find it strange at all.
In fact, he was slightly numb.
Yu Shangrong raised his palm. The scabbard on the distant tree branch flew back into the blade.
He suddenly remembered if he had gone overboard with his words earlier. Should he kill his master?
…
At this moment, Lu Zhou was meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls after exhausting his extraordinary power.
He was puzzled by the 1,500 merit points that came into his account.
Among the nine disciples, Yu Shangrong was the only one who had the highest chance of killing a grand cultivator. Yu Zhenghai had yet to return, and Ye Tianxin had been banished … Wait, there was also Mingshi Yin. Back at the Obedient Villa, Mingshi Yin had killed a Five-leaf cultivator as a Three-leaf cultivator. However, Mingshi Yin did not leave the Evil Sky Pavilion. Who else could it be other than Yu Shangrong?
With the Three-leaf Yu Shangrong's experience and skills as an Eight-leaf cultivator, it should not be a problem for him to kill a Five-leaf cultivator.
After figuring this out, Lu Zhou closed his eyes and continued meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
…
After the war, Jing Province City was no longer prosperous.
The streets were filled with Nether Sect members.
Only a portion of the buildings had collapsed. The overall damage was not great.
With an Eight-leaf cultivation base, it was normal for them to fight for days on end. If there were no Formations, it would not be surprising for two Eight-leaf cultivators to tear down Jing Province City.
It was clear that the Eight-leaf cultivators were rather conservative in their battles. Jing Province City's Formations were activated and prevented much damage.
The Nether Sect disciples were everywhere on the city walls and around the city gates. Corpses were strewn all over the ground, and flies were buzzing around them.
The Nether Sect cultivators had also taken over the Formations.
The stench of blood permeated the streets and alleys above the city walls.
Inside the General's Mansion.
Yu Zhenghai, Si Wuya, and Huang Shijie were thinking about their next move.
"Wise brother, Liang Province, Yi Province, and Jing Province are now under the Nether Sect's control. Should we attack the north next?" Yu Zhenghai asked.
Si Wuya was about to answer when Hua Chongyang walked in.
"Sect Leader, we found Wen Shu's head at the northern city gate …" Hua Chongyang said.
The three of them stood up at the same time, their faces filled with shock.
As an Eight-leaf expert, Huang Shijie frowned slightly and asked, "Who did this?"
Hua Chongyang shook his head. "I'm not sure."
Yu Zhenghai placed his hands on his back and said, "He must be an elite to be able to kill Wen Shu … Did he leave anything else behind?"
"There's only Wen Shu's head … But judging from the cut, this person must've used a sword," Hua Chongyang said.
"A sword master?"
Yu Zhenghai laughed heartily and said, "A just cause enjoys abundant support while an unjust one finds scant support. If I can meet such an elite, I'll definitely thank him personally."
As he spoke, he revealed a look of pity.
By hanging Wen Shu's head on the city wall, it was clear they were helping the Nether Sect.
Huang Shijie cupped his fists and said, "Sect Master Yu follows the will of the people. The world will belong to the Nether Sect sooner or later."
Hua Chongyang continued, "I've already sent someone to the north of the city to conduct an on-site investigation. Based on the traces of the battle, Wen Shu exerted a lot of power. However, his opponent's swordsmanship is very good. He didn't waste any traces of sword energy."
Si Wuya asked in confusion, "Apart from Second Senior Brother, who else can do it?"
Yu Zhenghai shook his head and said, "Wise brother, I've already heavily injured Wen Shu. If Second Junior Brother was the one who attacked, Wen Shu wouldn't have had a chance. It can't be him. Moreover … with his temper, he would be more than happy to see Wen Shu in good condition. "
Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
Si Wuya wanted to mention severing his lotus, but he swallowed the words in the end.
At this time, Eldest Senior Brother probably wouldn't listen to the matter of severing his lotus.
He had to focus on the overall situation and focus on taking down the Nine States.
…
In the eastern pavilion of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
After meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls for five days, Lu Zhou felt that his extraordinary power was almost fully recovered.
However, merely comprehending the Heavenly Book was far from enough.
Now that the barrier was full and the Nine-leaf cultivators were intimidated, this was the best time to cultivate. If he could break through from the One-leaf to the Two-leaf stage, he would have a chance to break through from the Two-leaf stage to the Three-leaf stage.
Lu Zhou called up the system dashboard and glanced at it.
Remaining life: 16744 days.
He had 48 Reversal Cards left.
He only had 45 years left. His body was not in peak condition yet.
After giving it some thought, Lu Zhou used ten Reversal Cards.
His remaining life increased by 4,000 days.
Lu Zhou did not use the remaining Reversal Cards. His instincts told him that after the Earth Scroll was activated, the value of these cards would increase again.
"Master."
Little Yuan 'er's voice rang from outside the door.
"Come in."
Little Yuan 'er pushed the door open and led Conch into the room.
Conch was slightly shy. Perhaps, she was frightened after consuming the leaf-sprouting pill.
"Give me your hand," Lu Zhou said.
"Oh."
Conch extended her wrist.
Lu Zhou placed two fingers on her wrist.
'Hm?'
Lu Zhou could sense that her dantian's sea of Qi was naturally opened. There was also a faint flow of Primal Qi in her meridians.
This was even stranger. If she had not cultivated before, how could she have entered a state of cultivation?
She had not gone through the proper Body Tempering process. The flow of Primal Qi was no trivial matter.
Once it formed energy, it would surely be damaged.
Lu Zhou raised his hand. His eyes burned like torches as he looked at Conch and said, "Conch, tell me the truth … Do you really not know how to cultivate?"
"Cultivate?"
Conch blinked her large eyes.
Lu Zhou flipped his palm. A miniature avatar appeared above his palm.
Two leaves spun around the avatar.
Little Yuan 'er did not find this strange. It was nothing new for her master to control avatars of different realms.
"This is what cultivation is," Lu Zhou said.
"I've seen it before," Conch said curiously.
"Is that so?"
"Eight leaves, nine leaves … and ten leaves …" Conch reached out and pointed happily at the leaves on Lu Zhou's avatar.
Lu Zhou was slightly shocked when he heard this.
"Where?" Lu Zhou asked.
Conch shook her head and mumbled, "I can't remember … I think I saw it in my dream."
"…"
Lu Zhou was speechless.
'I saw it in my dream?'
When he saw that Conch had returned to normal and was fine apart from her Extraordinary Eight Meridians, he said, "Yuan 'er."
"Yes, master."
"Tell everyone to focus on cultivating for half a year. They're free to sever their lotuses. Help each other, but do it as soon as possible. Also, you're not to teach Conch the method of cultivation through any means. "
Little Yuan 'er understood the first part, but she was confused by the latter part.
She was about to ask when Lu Zhou said, "If there's nothing else, you're dismissed."
"Yes, master."
Little Yuan 'er pulled Conch away from the eastern pavilion.
The eastern pavilion fell silent again.
Lu Zhou was thinking, 'If there are Nine-leaf or Ten-leaf cultivators in this world, where are they now?'
The Ten-leaf stage only existed in ancient books. Thousand Realms Whirling …
Lu Zhou glanced at the system dashboard. The Thousand Realms Whirling was priced at 500,000 merit points.
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