The middle-aged man watched as all the cultivators at the barrier entrance disappeared before turning to leave.
After all, he was not a person of this place and did not have the fanaticism of the other cultivators. There were still two days left, and it would be useless to stay here.
For those cultivators who were watching the show and admiring them, they naturally had to stay, even if they couldn't hear or see.
…
After entering the barrier, according to the agreement, all the cultivators went up the mountain on foot.
The cultivators did not feel tired because of this. Instead, they chatted and laughed along the way, admiring the scenery on Golden Court Mountain.
In terms of height and steepness, Golden Court Mountain was far inferior to the three sects. However, Golden Court Mountain did not have many disciples, and it was not as large as the three sects with tens of thousands of disciples.
Halfway up the mountain, Zhang Xuan saw a man wearing a silver mask sitting in a pavilion with one hand behind his back, gazing at the mountain range.
"Shh … This person is Leng Luo, the person who ranked first on the Blacklist over 300 years ago. He's currently one of the Evil Sky Pavilion's elders, "Shen Liangshou said.
"Shen Liangshou, you've been studying the Evil Sky Pavilion."
"That's right, that's right … I recognize people so that I won't make the low-level mistake of looking down on others." Shen Liangshou recalled the past. Not only did he study the Evil Sky Pavilion's disciples, but he also studied the people who joined the Evil Sky Pavilion.
A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit. He had been studying the Evil Sky Pavilion for the past year. He was confident that he knew the Evil Sky Pavilion better than its own members.
"You're ranked first on the white roll, tied with Senior Leng Luo. Aren't you going to greet him?"
Shen Liangshou said awkwardly, "Don't joke around. Other people rely on their abilities, but I rely on bragging …"
Everyone roared with laughter and walked up the mountain.
Not long after he left the pavilion, he saw the two maidservants flying around at a low altitude.
The cultivators were puzzled.
Didn't Golden Court Mountain forbid flying?
Shen Liangshou was the first to speak. "Don't make a fuss … The one wearing the red silk is the Evil Sky Pavilion's Miss Ninth. The one wearing the Cloud Feather Raiment must be her sister. Don't think that it's nothing just because they're young. In the Evil Sky Pavilion, the misters dote on Miss Ninth the most. No matter what she does, she has the support of her senior brothers and sisters. Think about it yourselves … "
"…"
That was terrifying.
It was equivalent to being doted on by thousands of people.
The two of them were like fairies with graceful bodies. They were already stunning beauties that only adults could possess.
The Little Ancestor could not be offended.
Shen Liangshou stopped in his tracks. He studied Conch carefully and memorized her appearance.
He did not know much about Conch, but she was definitely not simple since she had stayed here for so long.
The cultivators continued to walk upwards.
"This is the Evil Sky Pavilion's Mister Eighth. Back when they were just in the Divine Court realm, they had the Tiger Ridge Gang under their control, but nothing happened to them. Mister First and Mister Seventh think highly of him, "Shen Liangshou introduced.
Someone chimed in, "Mister Eighth's father is said to be an Eight-leaf elite. Is that true?"
Shen Liangshou replied with a smile, "Mister Eighth's father fought against the Other Tribes of the seven nations in the battle of Liang Province. He's an Eight-leaf elite … If I'm not mistaken, he's from the Ancient Saint Cult. "
The others turned to look at Jie Kai, the leader of the Ancient Saint Cult.
Jie Kai walked through the crowd and came to Shen Liangshou's side. He asked cautiously, "May I know your name?"
"It's not worth mentioning. I am Shen Liangshou." Shen Liangshou returned the greeting.
"Did you just say that Mister Eighth's father is from the Ancient Saint Cult?"
"That's right."
"May I know his name?" Jie Kai asked.
"Zhu Tianyuan." Shen Liangshou covered his mouth and whispered into Jie Kai's ear. It was disrespectful to speak another name in public.
When Jie Kai heard the name, his eyes widened. He felt as though he had been electrocuted as he staggered backward.
Shen Liangshou asked, "What's wrong?"
"This is the Sect Master of the Ancient Saint Cult, Jie Kai," someone said.
"…"
Realization dawned on Shen Liangshou at this moment. 'Zhu Tianyuan is from the Ancient Saint Cult, and you're the Sect Master of the Ancient Saint Cult … Enemies always meet.' He sighed and shook his head. He patted Jie Kai's shoulder. "Take care."
Shortly after.
The others arrived at the Evil Sky Pavilion's great hall.
They did not pay attention to what they were talking about. They ordered someone to bring them to the northern pavilion before they returned to their own rooms.
…
Inside the eastern pavilion.
Lu Zhou was no longer meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls. Instead, he was focused on cultivating and improving his cultivation base.
His original owner, Ji Tiandao, had widened the walls of his dantian's sea of Qi to the peak of the Eight-leaf stage a long time ago. Hence, Lu Zhou did not encounter any obstacles or bottlenecks when he progressed from Body Tempering to the peak stage.
His lifespan had been reversed to the point where it was no longer affected by age, and his cultivation speed had also increased significantly.
At this moment, Si Wuya appeared in the eastern pavilion. "Master, I've made arrangements for the people who came to learn."
"Also, I made the decision on my own and ordered the Ancient Saint Cult's Cult Master to go up the mountain."
Lu Zhou closed his eyes slightly and replied, "I see."
"Your disciple will take his leave."
Without his master's clear attitude, he was free to make his own decisions.
This was the answer Si Wuya wanted to hear the most.
Just as they left the East Pavilion.
Si Wuya saw the sect master of the Ancient Saint Cult, Jie Kai, being led by Pan Zhong through the corridor and the pavilion.
From afar, Jie Kai bowed and said,
"Ancient Sacred Cult's Jie Kai greets Mister Seventh."
"Is something the matter?" Si Wuya asked.
"Zhu Tianyuan is my elder brother. I've had some misunderstandings with him. Can you introduce me to him, Mister Seventh?" Jie Kai asked.
"There's no need for that … However, I have a suggestion for you," Si Wuya said.
"Please speak, Mr. Seventh."
"It's very simple. Return the position of Sect Leader to him and leave the Ancient Sacred Cult on your own. This will be good for both you and him. "
"…"
Jie Kai did not expect Si Wuya to be so direct. He asked in shock, "Is the Evil Sky Pavilion really going to meddle in the Ancient Saint Cult's affairs?"
"I can't?" Si Wuya asked.
Zhu Hong was the Evil Sky Pavilion's eighth disciple. He was also the successor of the Ancient Saint Cult. Why couldn't he meddle?
Although Jie Kai was mentally prepared, he was still baffled by the question.
"Aren't you going to ask for the reason, Mister Seventh?"
"Why should I?"
It was only right for the Evil Sky Pavilion to help its own people.
Jie Kai sighed. "As expected, I've been overthinking things. I thought the Evil Sky Pavilion would deal with this impartially. Forget it. I'll do as you say, Mister Seventh."
After he finished speaking, he turned around to leave.
"Wait."
Jie Kai was vexed. Naturally, he sounded slightly displeased when he replied, "What is it, Mister Seventh?"
"The Evil Sky Pavilion has always made a clear distinction between gratitude and grudges. If you're not satisfied, you can voice your opinion to my Eighth Junior Brother." Si Wuya paused for a moment before he continued to say, "However, I have to give you a piece of advice. This is the Evil Sky Pavilion, not the Ancient Saint Cult. Keep your arrogance to yourself. If it weren't for my master's orders, you'd be a dead man for what you've said."
After saying this, Si Wuya left with his hands on his back.
Jie Kai shuddered. He bowed. When he looked up again, his back was already drenched in cold sweat.
He no longer hesitated or entertained any extravagant thoughts. When he returned to the north pavilion, he immediately sent word to Zhu Tianyuan that he was willing to relinquish his position as the Sect Master of the Ancient Saint Cult and leave the Ancient Saint Cult unconditionally.
When Zhu Tianyuan learned about this, he was grinning from ear to ear.
"Jie Kai, this is what it feels like to bully others!" Zhu Tianyuan said with a smile, "Is this what it feels like to bully others?"
…
Time passed by quickly.
Two days passed in just a blink of an eye.
Inside the eastern pavilion of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Lu Zhou opened his eyes slowly. In truth, his dantian's sea of Qi was already perfected last night.
He had cultivated until now because he was simulating the process of breaking through to the Nine-leaf stage in his mind.
In the eyes of others, he was merely reenacting the process. However, he was the only one who knew that he had truly sprouted the Nine-leaf stage.
"Men."
The disciple outside the door bowed and said, "Your orders, Pavilion Master?"
"Relay my orders. Gather outside the Evil Sky Pavilion."
"Understood."
The cultivators in the northern pavilion were all big shots from all over the nine provinces.
However, none of them looked down on the northern pavilion's conditions.
They had gathered long ago and were waiting for the Evil Sky Pavilion's patriarch's orders.
At this moment, a voice rang from outside the pavilion.
"The pavilion master has ordered us to gather in front of the Evil Sky Pavilion's great hall. This way, everyone."
The cultivators were overjoyed. They surged toward the great hall.
Several hundred of them occupied the great hall.
Meanwhile.
Outside Golden Court Mountain. Many cultivators hovered in the air, trying to catch a glimpse of something.
Those who could not fly too high or could not fly could only sigh and shake their heads.
…
Shortly after, the Evil Sky Pavilion's four elders, Leng Luo, Pan Litian, Zuo Yushu, and Hua Wudao, arrived. All of them were well-known figures. In front of them, everyone present was their junior.
Then, it was the Evil Sky Pavilion's disciples. Apart from Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong, everyone else was present.
The cultivators cupped their fists and greeted each new arrival.
Even Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng, who had the lowest positions and were only fit to do odd jobs, were greeted by the others.
"The pavilion master has arrived."
A voice rang in the air.
The cultivators looked in the direction of the eastern pavilion.
Although Lu Zhou's name had spread far and wide, many of them had never seen the Evil Sky Pavilion's master before. They were eager to witness the patriarch's glory.
Whizz!
The unique sound of energy resonating rang in the air.
"Up there."
Lu Zhou appeared at the top of the Evil Sky Pavilion. His back was facing the cultivators as he stroked his beard and looked at the sky.
He had the bearing of an immortal and an elite. His long robe draped over his shoulders …
The others shuddered.
As expected of an expert. He did not hold back on his grand techniques when he appeared.
This was the greatest Nine-leaf cultivator in Great Yan, the Evil Sky Pavilion's patriarch.
"Greetings, Pavilion Master!"
"Greetings, master."
None of the cultivators present dared to bow.
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