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Chapter 613

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Based on Zhu Tianyuan's understanding of Ji Tiandao, Old Villain Ji would never let his son go.

There was a rule in the Evil Sky Pavilion that he knew of. Once he joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, he would have to sever all ties with his past.

That was why Zhu Tianyuan had come up with this plan. He wanted to act first and report later.

He did not expect Lu Zhou would let Zhu Honggong make the decision on his own.



Lu Zhou turned to the side with his hands on his back and looked into the distance.

Half the sky of the Divine Capital was dyed red by the multicolored light. It was extremely beautiful.

Teaching a disciple was a long and arduous task.

He was destined to be different from Ji Tiandao in this aspect.

Zhu Honggong gave it some thought before he turned around and kowtowed at Zhu Tianyuan.

Bang!

Although Zhu Tianyuan's skin was as thick as a city wall, he could not control his emotions when he kowtowed.

He kowtowed three times.

Zhu Honggong said, "Please forgive me for not being able to return with you … Master raised me and taught me how to cultivate. How can I abandon him?"

Zhu Tianyuan sighed when he heard this.

Jiang Pu and the others shook their heads regretfully.

"Young Master, if you don't return, the Ancient Sacred Cult will fall into the hands of others!" Jiang Pu sighed.

Zhu Tianyuan raised his hand and interrupted Jiang Pu.

"I respect your choice."

The grace of nurturing was greater than the heavens … Although Zhu Honggong's choice was somewhat unexpected, it was also reasonable.

Zhu Honggong said.

"I'm not interested in the Ancient Saint Cult, and I don't want to be a Successor …"

Zhu Tianyuan sighed again and said, "Forget it … I'm content to be able to see you today."

"Ding! Disciplined Zhu Honggong. Reward: 500 merit points."

Lu Zhou did not expect that he would be rewarded with merit points for this as well. He was just following his heart.

But the effect was obvious.

This sinful disciple doesn't keep his mouth shut, but his thoughts are completely sincere.

I didn't teach you in vain.

Lu Zhou looked at the sky and said, "Old Eighth."

Zhu Honggong hastily crawled to his feet and followed behind him.

In just a blink of an eye, Zhu Tianyuan's disappointment disappeared. He said shamelessly, "Son, can you call me 'Father' before you leave?"

"…"

Call me father?

To be honest, when he kowtowed just now, he had the urge to call him father.

However, when he saw Zhu Tianyuan's expression, he no longer had that thought. In fact, he felt awkward!

He shrunk back and followed Lu Zhou out of the courtyard.

"Farewell, Senior Ji!"

"Young Master!"

After the two left.

Zhu Tianyuan said dejectedly, "Ah … I'm such a failure as a person!"

Jiang Pu knelt down and said, "It is this subordinate's incompetence!"

"Enough … This is Old Villain Ji we're talking about. Do you really think you can defeat him?" Zhu Tianyuan rolled his eyes.

"This …" Jiang Pu's face turned red.

"He's the greatest Nine-leaf cultivator in the world, after all. If he wanted to kill you, you'd be dead by now. Do you think you're still standing here? However, I didn't expect his temper to change so much, "Zhu Tianyuan said.

"If there is no Young Master to inherit, are we really going to watch as the Ancient Sacred Cult falls into the hands of others?" Jiang Pu asked.

"The Ancient Sacred Cult has already gone into seclusion … It's fine if it's gone. I'm very comforted to see my son alive and well. "

"What should we do now?"

"I'll stay, of course … I won't leave without hearing him call me father … You ingrate!" Zhu Tianyuan said angrily.

"…"



Back in Dazheng Palace.

Zhu Honggong followed obediently behind Lu Zhou without saying a word.

Lu Zhou's mind was not on Zhu Honggong at all. He was thinking about the statement along the way.

He sat down cross-legged.

When Zhu Honggong saw his master was deep in thought, he did not dare to disturb him.

When he turned around, he saw his Third Senior Brother, Duanmu Sheng, passing by Dazheng Palace. He hastily bowed and said, "I'll receive my punishment from you at once, Third Senior Brother."

Lu Zhou flipped through the statement as though he did not hear anything.

Zhu Honggong left Dazheng Palace.

"Third Senior Brother …"

"What?"

Zhu Honggong bowed and requested, "Please hit me, Third Senior Brother!"

Duanmu Sheng frowned.

"I don't have such perverted fetishes."

"… That's not what I meant. I've made a mistake, and I deserve to be punished. Master is busy, and you're the eldest, Third Senior Brother. You're the most suitable person to punish me … Here, hit me hard. Don't hold back. "Zhu Honggong pointed behind him.

Duanmu Sheng's gaze was complicated as he said, "Crazy …"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked toward the empty plaza. Before he had gone far, Zhu Honggong said emotionally, "Although Third Senior Brother is a little simple-minded, he's really good to me."

"Hm?"

Duanmu Sheng turned around. "Old Eighth, come here."

"What?" Zhu Honggong was puzzled.

When Duanmu Sheng saw Zhu Honggong was not moving, he walked up to Zhu Honggong, lifted him up, and kicked him hard on the buttocks. Although Zhu Honggong weighed hundreds of catties, he could not withstand the force of Duanmu Sheng's kick.

A painful cry resounded in the great hall of Dazheng Palace.

"I'll fulfill your request. I can try out the spear technique that I've just mastered!"

"Ahh!"



Inside Dazheng Palace.

Lu Zhou flipped the statement to the part he had read before. Although the words were blurry, he could still read most of them.

"I can't prove that there's something wrong with the Golden Lotus here … However, who's willing to listen to me and give it a try?"

On the next page.

"The hearts of men are unpredictable. I must control my power freely. I must be able to protect myself … I can sense that some cultivators are greedy and want to take these cultivation methods for themselves.

Some of the cultivation methods are too profound, but I've memorized them. Who created these cultivation methods? "

Lu Zhou found this strange.

Lu Zhou found this strange. He wondered if the Luo woman's cultivation method was not from her hometown. Where did she obtain them, then? ' The statement did not mention the origin of the cultivation methods. He could only make wild guesses.

The next dozens of pages were records of emotions. There was no practical use for reference.

When he was halfway through, Lu Zhou saw something new.

"After a long period of research, it's proven that the Golden Lotus absorbs life force, but the red lotus doesn't.

"Mo Bei's 600-year-old Eight-leaf Feng Ke failed to reach the Nine-leaf stage and died. 400 years is not enough.

"Yang Province's 400-year-old Eight-leaf Xie Han failed to reach the Nine-leaf stage and died. 600 years is not enough.

"Liang Province's 300-year-old Eight-leaf Han Song failed to reach the Nine-leaf stage and died. 700 years is not enough."



When Lu Zhou read this, he finally understood why Zhu Tianyuan called her a legend. These Eight-leaf experts were all famous figures in history. He did not expect this was only part of her experiments and research.

There were three pages of records of failed attempts at the Nine-leaf stage.

He went all the way to the youngest person who died in a hundred years.

"Great Yan's Green Province's genius, 100-year-old Eight-leaf Mo Jiangnan failed to reach the Nine-leaf stage. He didn't die, but he lost nearly 900 years of his life.

Could it be … that the people of this world can't reach the Nine-leaf stage? Perhaps, I should visit the Other Tribes in the west. "

There were also records of her being in a bad mood.

"One day, I'll find the answer. The search will never end … Don't give up!"

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