Liu Ge said indifferently, "You are the first person who dares to speak to me like this."
"It's alright. There'll be a second, a third, a fourth … There'll be more," Mingshi Yin said.
"Interesting."
Liu Ge suddenly felt that this young man floating in the air was very interesting. "If I couldn't see my old friend again, how could I be willing to leave?"
Mingshi Yin said,
"What does that have to do with me? I don't care."
"…"
Even though Liu Ge was the late Emperor Yong Shou, whose name had shaken the entire non-human race, he couldn't even utter a single word.
Su Sheng frowned slightly.
"His Majesty is here to reminisce about the past. If they really wanted to become enemies, why would they only bring these few people? "
Mingshi Yin said, "Who knows …"
Saint Su cupped his hands and said,
"Sir, His Majesty has shown his utmost respect for the Evil Sky Pavilion by coming here. Your Majesty and your teacher are old friends. If I can't see him, how can I, as an official, sit back and do nothing? "
Mingshi Yin frowned.
"What, you want to challenge it?"
"Pavilion Master, your Nine-leaf prowess is renowned throughout the lands. We wouldn't dare to trespass," Su Sheng said. Then, he said, "However, as officials, we have no choice but to obey His Majesty's decree."
In other words, the two people who came with Liu Ge had already disregarded life and death.
This was the last person Mingshi Yin wanted to see.
His gaze moved from Su Sheng to Liu Ge.
He felt that Liu Ge's aura was very light, very heavy … this kind of aura was completely different from the aura of the royal family that he had imagined. It was more like a kind of unmoved feeling, a feeling of indifference to everything.
After muttering to himself for a moment, Mingshi Yin said,
"My master said that I'll be in seclusion for five months. Before the time is up, I can't see anyone."
Liu Ge said, "I'll wait for him at the Evil Sky Pavilion."
"…"
According to Mingshi Yin's plan, as long as he insisted on his master's orders, nobody would dare to trespass.
From the looks of it, things weren't as simple as they seemed.
At this moment, Liu Ge waved his hand.
The guards behind him carried the boxes and followed behind him.
Liu Ge walked towards the barrier.
Su Sheng and Gu Yiran joined their palms together.
Several talismans appeared between his palms.
The Confucian School!
Mingshi Yin immediately raised his hand and said, "In that case, come with me."
Su Sheng and Gu Yiran put down their hands.
A gap appeared in the barrier, and Liu Ge stepped forward with his hands clasped behind his back.
…
On the way.
Mingshi Yin's heart raced.
He suddenly remembered that when his Second Senior Brother, Yu Shangrong, had first returned to the Evil Sky Pavilion, his master had said that the Yong Shou Emperor, Liu Ge, could cultivate the third-grade sword path, the son of heaven's sword.
Gong Yuandu arrived with the coffin, but he had already turned into dust, no longer in this world.
He remembered that Emperor Yong Shou was the one who had announced his death in the Mausoleum of Swords. He did not expect it to be a fake news.
He stopped and turned around to ask,
"My master once said that Your Majesty is an expert in the way of the sword and can be called the Sword of the Son of Heaven. I don't know if it's true. "
Before Liu Ge could answer.
Beside him, Su Sheng said,
"His Majesty's early conquest of the Myriad Races was based on his mastery of the sword. Forgive me for being blunt, but even the Three Sword Maniacs are nothing but children in front of His Majesty. "
"What about Yu Shangrong, my Second Senior Brother?"
"This …"
When Yu Shangrong was mentioned, Su Sheng did not dare to casually comment on him.
After all, he was an Eight-leaf elite who lived up to his name. People called him the Devil of the Sword. There were many Eight-leaf elites who had died under his sword.
Although they were all Eight-leaf cultivators, there were differences in their strengths.
Gu Yiran said, "That depends on the location. If we're in the Divine Capital, His Majesty is invincible."
'What a shameless person.
Who can defeat you with the Ten Terminal Formation in the Divine Capital? '
Mingshi Yin did not care. He did not care what they said.
Shortly after.
He brought them to the great hall of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
At this moment, an ancient voice rang near the great hall.
"Su Sheng, Gu Yiran?"
The others looked in the direction of the voice.
Su Sheng and Gu Yiran were shocked as well. They did not expect someone in the Evil Sky Pavilion to recognize them.
At the same time, they saw the old woman who spoke. She walked toward them with a walking stick in her hand.
"Elder Zuo?" Su Sheng frowned slightly.
"Su Sheng, watch your words … I've joined the Evil Sky Pavilion. I'm now an elder of the Evil Sky Pavilion, not an elder of the Confucian Sect," Zuo Yushu said in a deep voice.
Su Sheng and Gu Yiran exchanged a look.
They did not expect the only female cultivation genius in the Confucian Sect to join the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Liu Ge looked at Zuo Yushu and said, "500 years ago, Zuo Yushu … I've heard of you."
Zuo Yushu studied Liu Ge. She had learned from Mingshi Yin that Liu Ge was coming. She did not appear surprised as she said, "I didn't expect you to still be alive, Your Majesty. Greetings."
Inside the great hall.
At this moment, a quarrel rang in the air.
"Old Pan, I'm not convinced by you among the Eight-leaf cultivators."
What a boastful tone.
Shortly after, another voice replied, "If you're not convinced, so be it. Leng Luo, this is the Evil Sky Pavilion. Can you bear the consequences if you disturb the pavilion master?"
Liu Ge frowned slightly. He muttered, "Leng Luo? The first person on the blacklist 300 years ago? "
Su Sheng said in a low voice, "Indeed, it's him."
The voice continued to ring in the great hall.
"Pan Litian, this isn't the Clarity Sect. Don't try to scare me. Apart from the pavilion master, I don't recognize anyone. "
Liu Ge frowned again.
"The first elite of the Clarity Sect, Pan Litian?"
Su Sheng said in a low voice, "Indeed, it's him."
Liu Ge. "…"
His expression was calm, but he was inwardly shocked. He did not expect there to be such a powerful elder in the Evil Sky Pavilion. How did Ji Tiandao manage to subdue him?
Before the conversation could end, more voices rang in the great hall.
"Elders, please stop arguing. Show me some respect," Hua Wudao said.
"Old Pan, learn from him … He's also an Eight-leaf cultivator. He's humble and eager to learn," Leng Luo said.
"That's just how I am. I'll do whatever I want."
As they spoke, the three of them walked out of the great hall at the same time.
When they were outside the great hall, Leng Luo, Hua Wudao, and Pan Litian looked at Liu Ge and the others at the same time. They snorted and left.
Mingshi Yin nodded inwardly.
'These old men put on a good show.'
When he looked at Liu Ge again, he saw his brows were tightly knitted together.
'There are many elites in the Evil Sky Pavilion. Are you afraid?'
Zuo Yushu said, "I still have a Formation to study. Forgive me for not being able to keep you company."
Without waiting for a reply, she turned around and left.
'I don't care if you're Emperor Yong Shou, Su Sheng, one of the eight great generals, or Gu Yiran.
The four elders turned a blind eye to them! '
This was the effect Mingshi Yin wanted.
Mingshi Yin cleared his throat and said, "I'm sorry, but this is how the four elders of the Evil Sky Pavilion are. Once people reach the Eight-leaf stage, they lose interest in life. They're always looking for an opponent. The destructive power of an Eight-leaf cultivator is too shocking. Hence, they often discuss the Great Path and compete. Words are naturally different from actual combat. It's inevitable that there will be arguments. I'm sorry to have embarrassed myself in front of you, Your Majesty. "
"It's alright." Liu Ge raised his hand. "I only want to reminisce with an old friend. I don't mind the others."
"That's good. This way, please."
Meanwhile, the four elders returned to the southern pavilion.
They looked in the direction of the Evil Sky Pavilion's great hall.
"I wonder if this will be enough to subdue Liu Ge," Pan Litian said.
"We can only do this for now. We've severed our lotuses … We've concealed our auras. They won't be able to determine our cultivation bases," Leng Luo said.
Hua Wudao shook his head. "I'm only a Seven-leaf cultivator. I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself if I pretend to be an Eight-leaf cultivator."
"We won't use our cultivation bases or auras. When we stand together, we're all the same. There's no difference. Relax," Pan Litian said.
Zuo Yushu sighed and shook her head. "Liu Ge is easier to deal with. The Nether Sect is keeping the nine provinces busy. Su Sheng and Gu Yiran aren't easy to deal with. "
The other three elders nodded in agreement.
Pan Litian said, "There's nothing to worry about. With the pavilion master around, they won't dare to do anything."
The Nine-leaf stage was their source of confidence.
…
Inside the great hall.
Mingshi Yin made an inviting gesture. "My master is cultivating in seclusion. I'll entertain all of you."
Liu Ge was not in a hurry to take a seat. Instead, he surveyed his surroundings.
He examined the pillars on both sides of the great hall, the floor, and the surroundings.
Since he did not sit, Su Sheng and Gu Yiran did not dare to sit as well. They could only accompany him.
After he was done with his observation, Liu Ge walked to a seat at the side. He sat down and asked, "Are the four of them Eight-leaf cultivators?"
PS: I've lost my monthly votes. If you look closely, the chapters have become longer. In truth, I'm just trying to speed up the pace to get monthly votes and recommendation votes. It's a new week. Thank you.
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