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Chapter 553

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"Not willing to come up?" Lu Zhou frowned slightly and snorted. "I've been waiting for him for half a year. Instead of managing the Nether Sect, he came to the Evil Sky Pavilion to laugh at me?"

"Master, you've misunderstood Eldest Senior Brother. I saw that you're in seclusion and won't be coming out anytime soon. That's why I sent word to Eldest Senior Brother and Huang Shijie, "Mingshi Yin said honestly.

Lu Zhou did not reply.

Indeed, the amount of time he spent meditating on the Earth Opener Scroll had exceeded his expectations.

The four elders had severed their lotuses and were recultivating. Even if they cultivated in seclusion for five months, they would not be able to return to the Eight-leaf stage in such a short time. Moreover, the combat strength of an Eight-leaf cultivator without a golden lotus was unknown.

Although the other disciples' cultivation bases improved quickly, they were no match for an Eight-leaf cultivator.

Indeed, Mingshi Yin could not be blamed for this.

However, it was also true that Yu Zhenghai did not know how to respect his master.

"Tell him to scram," Lu Zhou said coldly.

"Master? Eldest Senior Brother has come all the way here, and he's quite considerate. Isn't it a little … "Mingshi Yin said.

"If you sympathize with him, you can stay at the foot of the mountain with him."

"I … I didn't mean that … I just think … Mhm, Eldest Senior Brother should scram."

After saying this, Mingshi Yin bowed and descended the mountain.

As expected, Yu Zhenghai was still standing in his original spot.

His hands were on his back, and his posture was neither servile nor overbearing.

He looked up at the Evil Sky Pavilion, seemingly lost in his thoughts.

When Yu Zhenghai saw Mingshi Yin, he smiled and nodded as he said, "I knew Old Fourth was kind … Come, talk to me."

Mingshi Yin. "???"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing … Eldest Senior Brother, why are you standing there?" Mingshi Yin asked.

"It's hard to avoid feeling melancholic …" Yu Zhenghai said with a sigh.

Mingshi Yin wondered what was so melancholic about this. He was speechless.

Yu Zhenghai said, "When I joined the sect, I was much more mischievous than all of you. I've left my footprints in every corner of Golden Court Mountain. I like this mountain. I can face every blade of grass and every tree here. "

"…"

'Why does it sound so awkward?'

Mingshi Yin cursed inwardly, but he did not dare to say it.

"Eldest Senior Brother, are you sure you don't want to go up to see master?"

"No need."

Yu Zhenghai placed his hands on his back and said, "He's old. I don't have much in common with him."

Mingshi Yin muttered, "How do you know if you haven't talked to them?"

Yu Zhenghai chuckled and asked, "How long have you been here?"

"Sixty years."

"I've been in the sect for almost 300 years …" Yu Zhenghai said with a tone of seniority, "Nobody in the world knows him better than I do."

Mingshi Yin gave it some thought before he said, "If you know him well, all the more you should talk to him."

"Old Fourth, don't tell me you're master's lobbyist?"

Mingshi Yin put away his frivolous attitude. He cupped his fists and said, "Eldest Senior Brother, master has said that he wants you to scram … Scram as far as you can. If you can't do it, kill yourself on the spot. He won't save you."

"Those are the original words? What else did he say? "Yu Zhenghai widened his eyes.

"If I tell you, I'm afraid that you'll beat me up …" Mingshi Yin chuckled.

"Tell me the truth. I won't blame you."

"He also said that he's taken in ten disciples in his life, and you're the worst … Ah, Eldest Senior Brother, you said you won't hit me. Let go of me. There's more …" Mingshi Yin hastily retreated and straightened his robes. "He said you're the most useless. You're as cowardly as a mouse."

Yu Zhenghai clenched his fists. He steeled his heart and said, "Old Fourth, take my saber … We're going up the mountain."

With a flip of his hand, the Jasper Saber spun out and landed in Mingshi Yin's palm.

Yu Zhenghai entered the barrier with his hands on his back as though he was in a deserted place.

Mingshi Yin's heart trembled as he looked at Yu Zhenghai's retreating back.

'This is f * cking exciting …'



The sun set in the west.

Dusk fell.

Mingshi Yin and Yu Zhenghai sped toward the Evil Sky Pavilion. They moved quickly as though they were afraid they would run into someone.

They even used their power twice.

"Eldest … Eldest Senior Brother, wait for me …"

At this moment, Yu Zhenghai was outside the Evil Sky Pavilion's eastern pavilion.

As he stood before the eastern pavilion, he should be feeling melancholic about the changes of the past. However, for some reason, he felt slightly nervous.

'Forget it. Maybe next time.'

Yu Zhenghai turned around to leave.

However, when he recalled Mingshi Yin's words, he felt indignant. What did he mean by cowardly as a mouse?

He turned around again.

At this moment, Mingshi Yin walked up to him and said, "Eh, Eldest Senior Brother, why aren't you going in?"

He cleared his throat.

Yu Zhenghai organized his thoughts and said, "Old Fourth … It's late. I'll come another day."

Mingshi Yin looked at the sky and thought to himself, 'Didn't the sun just set?'

"Eldest Senior Brother, aren't you angry that master said that to you?"

"It's only right for a master to scold his disciples. As disciples, how can we hold a grudge against our master?" Yu Zhenghai patted Mingshi Yin's shoulder. "You're still too young and impetuous. You should be like me and be more open-minded."

"Uh …"

"I'll take my leave."

Yu Zhenghai turned around to leave.

A deep voice rang from the eastern pavilion.

"Since you're here, come in."

Yu Zhenghai. "???"

Yu Zhenghai's heart began to race.

Even Mingshi Yin was shocked. 'Since when did master's hearing become so good?'

Smack!

The doors of the eastern pavilion's great hall were suddenly blown open by a gust of energy.

Lu Zhou floated out of the great hall. He placed one hand on his back and the other before him.

His gray hair and long robes fluttered in the wind. He had the air of an immortal.

He flew up the steps.

A Great Divine Art.

Whizz!

Lu Zhou appeared in front of the eastern pavilion at lightning speed.

Yu Zhenghai's eyes widened. He shuddered.

"Ding! Disciplined Yu Zhenghai. Reward: 200 merit points."

Mingshi Yin bowed and said, "Master, I'll be taking my leave."

It was better not to get involved in such an occasion. It was better to leave first.

Lu Zhou ignored Mingshi Yin. His eyes were trained on Yu Zhenghai. He merely glanced at Yu Zhenghai before he walked toward the back of the mountain.

Yu Zhenghai understood Lu Zhou's intention. Although he was nervous, he had no choice but to follow Lu Zhou.

The two of them walked one after the other.

Their pace was neither fast nor slow.

They walked at the speed of a commoner.

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng were cultivating diligently at the back of the mountain as well.

Although it was dusk, they could still make out the general situation.

"Brother Zhou, quick, quick … There's someone new." Pan Zhong pointed at Lu Zhou and Yu Zhenghai who were slowly making their way toward them.

"If I'm not mistaken, this must be the pavilion master's friend …"

"Don't f * cking guess. Just leave."

Pan Zhong sped away.

Zhou Jifeng nodded. "You have a point."

Then, he sped away as though he did not see them.

Yu Zhenghai followed Lu Zhou to the highest point of the back of the mountain. It was also the quietest place in the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Lu Zhou turned around indifferently. He stroked his beard and asked, "Did you kill Gu Yiran?"

Yu Zhenghai walked up to his master and looked at the mountains and rivers.

He replied, "Yes."

"When the ten great elites laid siege to the Evil Sky Pavilion … Where were you?" Lu Zhou asked.

Something stirred in Yu Zhenghai.

'As expected, my master still remembers this.'

"I sent one of the three Sword Freaks, Chen Wenjie, as reinforcements … Alas, he's a two-faced man," Yu Zhenghai said.

Lu Zhou shook his head. What could a mere Chen Wenjie do? The Seven-leaf Chen Wenjie was only going to die if he was attacked by the ten great elites.

"The ten great elites attacked me for the first time. How did they know where I was?"

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