Lu Zhou walked forward at a steady pace.
As Lu Zhou drew closer, he heard four notifications. They were clear and unified.
"Killed a target. Reward: 1,500 merit points. Domain extra: 1,000 merit points."
There was a total of 10,000 merit points.
Lu Zhou would gladly accept the heads that were given to him for free.
Since the four of them were dead, Lu Zhou no longer paid attention to them. Instead, he walked up to the surviving man and stared at him.
He stroked his beard and shook his head.
"You like chasing after me that much?"
"…"
The man immediately cast aside his pride as an Eight-leaf cultivator. He kowtowed and said, "Spare me, Elder Meng … Oh, I mean, spare me, old senior. Spare me, old senior!"
"Who's Ye Zhen?"
When he recalled the announcement of Ye Zhen's reward after his death, he found it strange.
Ye Zhen had clearly summoned a red lotus avatar, but he did not receive a domain reward. The four people he killed with his energy arrows were also rewarded with a domain reward. How could Ye Zhen not receive a domain reward?
The man said in a trembling voice, "Elder Ye … He's … the Grand Elder of the Flying Star House!"
"I hate lies the most."
Lu Zhou spread his fingers. His palm glowed.
The man hastily waved his hands and said, "I … I really don't know … All I know is that his cultivation base is unfathomable. Even the house master has to treat him with respect. It's all thanks to Elder Ye Zhen that the Flying Star House is able to achieve its current status!"
Lu Zhou did not press his palm down. He continued to ask, "Since Meng Changdong is a thorn in his side, why didn't Ye Zhen get rid of him?"
"Uh … How would I know what Elder Ye is thinking? Elder Ye's way of doing things has always been hard to fathom, "the man said in a fluster.
"What's the point of keeping you alive if you don't know anything?"
Lu Zhou pressed his fingers down.
The palm print burst forth face to face.
The man's eyes widened. His body stiffened as he instinctively tried to resist. Primal Qi surged out of his body.
Boom!
The glowing blue palm seal pressed down on the man's body and buried it into the ground.
"Ding! Killed a target. Reward: 1,500 merit points. Domain reward: 1,000 merit points."
The man's self-detonation was powerful.
It snapped the trees in the vicinity.
Dirt flew everywhere.
Dust and sand filled the air.
The area within a radius of a hundred meters had turned into an oval-shaped flat area.
When the dust settled, Lu Zhou, who was shrouded in blue radiance, slowly turned around.
The blue light dissipated.
Lu Zhou remained unfazed. He pushed away from the ground lightly and left in the air.
…
The forest was extremely quiet.
At this moment, Ye Zhen's forehead was covered in sweat.
After a period of recuperation, his internal injuries gradually recovered.
He returned to the calm gaze, the smile on his face, the elegant and calm Confucian scholar.
Ye Zhen and Lu Zhou were trying to figure out who this person was.
Although Ye Zhen appeared calm, he was infuriated that Lu Zhou had taken his life.
He slowly raised his palm …
A strange Red Lotus Dharmakaya appeared in his palm, its dragon head glowing with red light rising up.
One head after another popped up.
When the fifth head popped out, the avatar stopped changing.
On the leftmost side of the miniature avatar, there was only a severed neck left. The head had already disappeared.
There were also three heads that drooped downwards. There was no red light, no life force.
The Nine Infants and Nine Lives were connected to one body.
Now, only eight of the nine avatars were left.
"I don't care who you are. I, Ye Zhen, will remember this grudge for taking my life."
The look in his eyes changed slightly.
The avatar was now in human form. Compared to before, it was much dimmer. One of its nine leaves was broken.
He clenched his fist.
The avatar disappeared.
Ye Zhen's silhouette flashed as he flew toward the middle peak.
He deliberately bypassed the place of his "burial" and returned to the five-layered courtyard on the middle peak.
There was no one around the dojo.
Ye Zhen's expression remained the same as he shook the dust off his body.
Perhaps she felt that her image wasn't quite right, so she tidied her long hair and waved her sleeves.
The wooden door of the dojo opened.
"Master, you're finally back." Jiang Xiaosheng hurriedly ran out and prostrated himself. "Your disciple has driven away all the disciples who trespassed into the dojo and has been waiting for your return!"
Ye Zhen glanced at him indifferently and said, "Get me a robe."
"Yes."
He entered the dojo.
Ye Zhen frowned as he looked at the broken wall with the word 'Confucian' written on it.
When Jiang Xiaosheng brought the robe over, Ye Zhen did not turn around. Instead, he spread his arms and said coldly,
"Put it on."
"Yes."
Nobody in the world knew his master's temper better than Jiang Xiaosheng.
He meticulously put on Ye Zhen's robe. He did not even dare to leave a crease on it.
When Ye Zhen straightened his sleeves, he used too much force due to his panic. His left sleeve was pulled up and covered his left hand.
Ye Zhen raised his right hand and swung it.
Smack!
It landed on Jiang Xiaosheng's cheek.
Jiang Xiaosheng apologized profusely as he straightened his robe. "I've made a mistake, I've made a mistake!"
Ye Zhen's Confucian robe hung loosely.
Ye Zhen was no different from the old Ye Zhen.
Although Jiang Xiaosheng had personally witnessed Ye Zhen resisting Lu Zhou's shocking palm strike, he could not believe that Ye Zhen had left the dojo.
"Xiaosheng, clean up the dojo and restore it to its original state," Ye Zhen said calmly.
"Understood! I'll do it right away. "
Jiang Xiaosheng was extremely nervous after being slapped twice in a row today.
"Xiaosheng."
"Your orders, master?" Jiang Xiaosheng shuddered.
"Master is beating you up to teach you a lesson. However, you must remember … I'm the only one who can hit you in this world. Since Meng Changdong hit you, I'll avenge you and take his life, "Ye Zhen said.
Jiang Xiaosheng was overjoyed. He prostrated himself and said, "Thank you, Master!"
After expressing his gratitude, he mustered his courage and asked, "Meng Changdong doesn't know what's good for him. How dare he make a move against you? Master … why didn't you get rid of him earlier?"
"I naturally have a use for him … However, I didn't expect him to betray the Flying Star House," Ye Zhen said.
"Betrayal?"
"Notify all disciples that Meng Changdong has betrayed the Flying Star House … At the same time, notify the Sky Martial Court, the palace, and the various sects in the cultivation world. I'll reward anyone who captures Meng Changdong. If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse. "
"Disciple will do it right away."
…
Night fell.
The moon was bright and the stars sparse.
Lu Zhou flew back to the Thousand Willow Mountain.
Along the way, he grumbled, "What are these two mounts doing … Why are they so slow? Did they drown in the Boundless Ocean?"
Fortunately, his cultivation was high and his flying speed was impressive, so it was still acceptable. However, after fighting Ye Zhen, he was left with less than one-third of his extraordinary power.
When he landed in the courtyard, Lu Zhou unleashed his power of hearing.
His surroundings were quiet. There was no one around.
'What a good disciple of mine. None of them care about my safety … They're all ingrates.'
He entered his room.
Lu Zhou did not rest immediately. Instead, he lit a candle and took out the memory crystal.
When he obtained the memory crystal, he had been protecting it with all his might to prevent it from being damaged.
He placed the crystal under the light and on the table.
The light shone through the lower half of the crystal. Just as Ye Zhen had said, the corners of the crystal were damaged.
"I hope the important memories aren't damaged …"
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