Lu Zhou's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the servant.
What if I don't know him?
If he were to be exposed, wouldn't he be in danger?
Lu Zhou looked at the buildings around the Flying Star House. There were wave-like Daoist veins on them as well.
The five peaks were arranged in picturesque disorder, and they were so tall that their peaks could not be seen. They were even more steep and majestic than the Ninth Temple.
Lu Zhou said, "I'm … fine."
"Me?"
The disciple scratched his head, but didn't think too much about it and said, "Elder Meng, please come in."
"What's the hurry?"
"I don't know. You'll have to ask him yourself."
He was just an ordinary disciple. How could he know anything about Ye Zhen and the others?
Lu Zhou remembered Sikong Beichen's letter. It was likely that Sikong Beichen did not gain the upper hand when the two of them returned to the Flying Star House.
"Lead the way."
"Ah? Lead … lead the way? "The disciple scratched his head again.
"Forget it."
Lu Zhou leaped up and flew toward Lofty Steep Mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, the Flying Star House disciples looked up.
"It's Elder Meng … As expected, Elder Meng came out unscathed during the attack on the Thousand Willow Monastery. “
"Elder Meng's escape skill has reached the pinnacle of perfection. Elder Ye Zhen once said that even if he personally made a move, he might not necessarily be able to take him down. Truly amazing. "
"Do you feel that Elder Meng's flying posture is much more imposing than before?"
…
As they flew up 100,000-Foot Steep Mountain, Lu Zhou was still thinking about the cautiousness of using the Deadly Strike Card.
Before that, he had to gauge the Flying Star House's overall strength. Currently, he had two Deadly Cards. If the rumors about the Flying Star House being as strong as the house master and Ye Zhen were, Lu Zhou would be able to come and go as he pleased. Naturally, it would be inappropriate for him to engage in a prolonged battle or encounter a group of people. However, it would not be a problem for him to kill Ye Zhen and leave with ease.
The Ten Thousand Zhang Camel Mountain was indeed very tall.
Halfway through their flight, they could clearly feel the difference between the airflow above and below.
The surrounding air was filled with indistinct Dao patterns.
From the aura flowing out of the runes, one could sense that the power of this Dao pattern was far stronger than the formation.
He looked up at the peak of the index finger and heard a voice in his ears.
"Elder Meng, over here!"
A Confucian scholar hovered in the air above Lu Zhou and bowed in greeting.
Lu Zhou flew in that direction.
The Confucian scholar pointed at the empty area in front of the index finger peak and said, "Elder Meng, you are indeed fine … That is the Dao pattern area, you have to be careful."
Lu Zhou did not reply. He asked, "What is it?"
"Elder Ye ordered me to wait for you here. Once you return, I will bring you to see Elder Ye," the scholar said.
The Confucian scholar used a respectful term of address, but his tone and brows revealed a hint of arrogance.
He recalled Meng Changdong's words. Indeed, the two of them were not on good terms. He could not help but sigh inwardly. He was an elder of the Flying Star House, and yet, he could not even compare to a disciple.
This Confucian scholar was quite arrogant and bossy, like a dog relying on its master's power.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly and said, "I've been rushing all the way here. I'd like to change."
When the Confucian scholar heard 'Meng Changdong' address himself as' this old man ', he was startled at first, but he quickly replied, "This disciple will wait here."
"Alright."
Lu Zhou flew toward the index finger peak.
Lu Zhou entered the luxurious courtyard on the peak of the mountain.
Several disciples bowed. Lu Zhou said nothing else as he walked past them.
After Lu Zhou entered the room, one of the disciples said in a hushed voice, "Don't disturb Elder Meng. He must be in a foul mood after failing today."
The other disciples nodded.
After Lu Zhou entered the room, he walked up to the bookshelf. He swept his gaze across it and saw a damaged box in the upper left corner.
It was just as Meng Changdong had said, the most dangerous place was the safest place. This did not seem like a place for valuables, and yet, the memory crystal was placed here. The damaged box was within reach. It was not even covered. However, the angle was just right. He did not have a peek into the box.
Lu Zhou opened the damaged box and grabbed the crystal.
It was cold to the touch.
A sense of familiarity surged into his mind.
He was certain it was the lower half of the crystal.
He put it away in his sleeve.
After doing this …
Lu Zhou thought to himself, 'This does not seem difficult.'
"Elder Meng."
A voice rang from outside the door.
'Someone's watching me?'
Meng Changdong had said that whenever he studied the crystal, he would always be accompanied by his disciples. Walls have ears, and walls have eyes.
Lu Zhou looked to his left and right. His ears glowed with a blue light.
He hid his extraordinary power in his ears and unleashed the Heavenly Writing's power of hearing: Huaxiu Mandarin.
"That old geezer, Meng Changdong, suffered a setback. He's lucky he didn't die this time."
"He's a Nine-leaf cultivator, but he's not of much use. It's all thanks to Elder Ye. Elder Ye alone is equivalent to ten Nine-leaf cultivators."
His extraordinary power expanded.
It moved closer to the middle peak.
"Elder Ye, Meng Changdong is back. He's in his room now. He'll see you in a while."
"Alright."
He retracted his power.
Lu Zhou looked at the door. The Confucian disciple was still knocking on the door.
"Elder Meng?"
Lu Zhou opened the door and looked at the Confucian disciple.
The Confucian disciple smiled and said, "I thought you've forgotten, Elder Meng … Please."
Lu Zhou's expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand and slapped the Confucian disciple.
Smack!
The Confucian disciple did not expect Lu Zhou to suddenly make a move. The slap landed squarely on his face. A bloody handprint immediately appeared on his face. He felt a burning sensation on his face. He was stunned.
"Elder Meng!" The Confucian disciple's eyes widened as he covered his face. He seemed to be questioning Lu Zhou.
The disciples in the courtyard on the index peak quickly gathered together. They watched this scene incredulously.
They had never seen Meng Changdong hit someone before!
Even if he wanted to hit someone, he should not have hit this person.
This Confucian disciple was Ye Zhen's last disciple, Jiang Xiaosheng!
Lu Zhou glanced at him indifferently and said indifferently, "How dare a mere disciple point fingers at me?"
He emphasized the words' me '. His tone, aura, and attitude were completely different from before.
The other disciples looked at 'Meng Changdong' in shock. 'Is our Elder Meng finally going to act tough?' However, how were they going to explain this to Elder Ye?
Nobody dared to speak nor reprimand the Confucian disciple.
However, the Confucian disciple seemed to have inherited Ye Zhen's temperament. He suppressed his displeasure and calmed his emotions. He bowed and cupped his fists. "I've made a mistake … Elder Ye would like to invite you over for a chat."
His tone was humble and polite. He no longer had the haughty attitude he had before.
"Lead the way," Lu Zhou said.
Jiang Xiaosheng turned around and flew out. When his back was facing Lu Zhou, a dark expression appeared on his face for a brief moment.
Shortly after …
The two of them arrived at the dojo near the five-story courtyard on the middle peak.
Lu Zhou glanced at the cherry blossom trees outside the dojo. He could not help but feel puzzled. 'There are cherry blossoms on the Lofty Steep Camel Mountain even though it's winter all year round?'
The architectural style of the dojo reminded Lu Zhou of a country on earth.
The wooden doors were pulled open.
"Elder Meng, this way please."
Lu Zhou entered the dojo. The dojo was connected from the front to the back. The style was similar to the country in his memories. There was a transparent skylight above. The floor was made of wood that glowed with a faint yellow hue. The floor in the middle was made of high-grade wood. The surroundings were filled with paintings of mountains and rivers.
The skylight above did not brighten the dojo. Instead, there was a clear distinction between light and darkness. There was a mysterious aura to it.
There was a word hung in front of the main hall: Confucian.
This was slightly out of place.
The person sitting in front of the word was the Flying Star House's Grand Elder, Ye Zhen.
It was difficult to imagine that this young and refined cultivator was the Flying Star House's Grand Elder.
"Master, Elder Meng is here." When the Confucian scholar greeted him, he purposely put on a pained expression.
Ye Zhen opened his eyes and glanced at him. Then, he asked calmly, "What happened to your face?"
"I deserve it. I accidentally offended Elder Meng." Jiang Xiaosheng prostrated himself on the ground.
Ye Zhen shifted his attention to Meng Changdong.
His eyes seemed to speak.
When their eyes met, Lu Zhou saw many things.
Calmness, killing intent, surprise, and calmness …
"Please, have a seat." Ye Zhen raised his hand.
At this moment, Lu Zhou was wondering what he should do if he used a Deadly Strike Strike Card to take him away.
But he was in no hurry to do so.
Instead, he calmly walked over and sat cross-legged on the opposite side.
Ye Zhen appeared apologetic as he said, "I apologize to Elder Meng on behalf of Jiang Xiaosheng. As a disciple, I should do my part as a disciple. How could I be disrespectful to an elder?"
Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction.
"It is the father's fault to raise and not to teach. A lax teacher is a lazy teacher. Leading by example is something every teacher should understand. "
The shock in Ye Zhen's eyes only lasted for a moment before he said in a refined tone, "You're right, Elder Meng. Jiang Xiaosheng, what mistake did you make?"
Jiang Xiaosheng had thought that his master would stand up for him. However, the current situation baffled him. He prostrated himself and said, "I trespassed into Elder Meng's courtyard without permission and offended … offended Elder Meng!"
"A closed-door disciple will be punished even more. What do you say, Elder Ye?" Lu Zhou's tone was surprisingly calm.
"We'll do as you say, Elder Meng. Drag him out, flog him 30 times, and ground him for a month." Ye Zhen waved his arm. A breeze blew toward Jiang Xiaosheng. Bam! Jiang Xiaosheng flew out of the dojo.
"Forgive me, master, forgive me …"
Ye Zhen smiled and said, "Are you satisfied, Elder Meng?"
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