My Disciples Are All Villains

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Lu Zhou ignored Hua Chongyang.
Instead, he looked at the remaining mounted soldiers and the members of the Hengqu Branch and Taixu Academy.

The three forces retreated.

Lu Zhou had no intention of killing these people, but they were prepared to kill him just moments ago.
Their cultivation bases were not profound.
He would not earn many merit points by killing them.
He would not gain much by killing them.

As the three forces retreated, a huge flying chariot appeared in the horizons.
Hundreds of cultivators could be seen flanking the flying chariot as it sailed.

“Cultivators incoming!”

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“Which sect?”

Hua Chongyang looked up.
He frowned.
“The Penglai Sect?!”

There were umbrella patterns on the flying chariot’s body.
They were of varying sizes and bright colors.

Groups of men and women were gathered at the helm.

A huge flying chariot with such characteristics could only belong to the umbrella cultivators of the Penglai Island’s Penglai Sect.

Hua Chongyang cursed inwardly.

Senior Lu was a member of the Penglai Sect.
These were his people.
It was practically impossible for him to take Miss Conch away now.

The flying chariot was soon upon them.

A voice rang from the helm, “Brother Chongyang… Why are you here?”

Hua Chongyang was shocked! ‘I’m exposed? What in tarnation?’

Hua Chongyang looked in the direction of the voice.
“Shen Liangshou?!”

“Hello!”

“I… I… I…” Hua Chongyang felt like crying.
There was no need to fear a godly opponent, but one should be afraid of a pig-like teammate.
He felt as though he was having the worst of luck of eight lifetimes combined.
He was a great Seven-leaf elite.
He could have gone wherever he liked.
Alas, at this moment, he was like a stray dog.

“Senior Lu! I…”

“Who’s this old man?” Sheng Liangshou pointed at Lu Zhou.

Hua Chongyang cursed at Shen Liangshou inwardly.
‘You’re a f*cking elder of the Core Yang Sect.
Although you’re on good terms with the Penglai Sect, you shouldn’t be spouting whatever nonsense that comes to your mind!’

Lu Zhou looked up.
“Penglai Sect?”

At this moment, an ancient voice rang from the flying chariot.
“The Penglai Sect is merely passing by.
We have no intentions of meddling.”

“That will be best.” Lu Zhou felt that it was time to wrap things up.
He turned around and flew toward Miss Conch.
He landed beside her, as light as a feather.

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“Are you afraid?”

“I’m not.”

At this moment, Shen Liangshou said, “The people from the Hengqu and Taixu Branch? You’re here?”

“Please help us resolve this, senior! That demon lady will plunge the world into chaos.
She can’t be allowed to live!” The people of the Hengqu Branch kneeled in unison.
If they could not have her, it was better to have her killed.

“That demon lady knows the tongue and tune of beasts.
The civilians here can attest to that! The heaven worship platform is objective evidence of that! I speak the truth, senior.
Please help us resolve this!”

Their voices reached the flying chariot.

A puzzled voice rang from Inside the flying chariot.
“The tongue and tune of beats?”

Lu Zhou ignored them, preparing to leave.

The voice rang from the flying chariot again.
“What’s the hurry, my friend?”

Lu Zhou stopped his movements and replied, “What is it?”

“How can you leave when the matter isn’t settled yet?”

“Are you trying to stop me?”

“What if I am?”

Whizz!

With the flying chariot in the center, a bright golden light expanded.

Everyone looked up.

The flying chariot was now enveloped by a huge avatar.
It was 100 feet tall.

Under the flying chariot, there was a Golden Lotus.
Eight bright and dazzling leaves were spinning around it.

“An Eight-leaf elite!”

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“Good heavens…”

Hua Chongyang cursed inwardly, ‘F*ck.’ He was certain that they were done for now.

Just when everyone was focused on the flying chariot…

Whizz!

A more intense sound resonated in the air.

An avatar rose from Lu Zhou.

10 feet, 20 feet, 30 feet… 80 feet, 90 feet, 100 feet…

Everyone’s attention was, naturally, attracted by this sight.

“Another Eight-leaf cultivator!”

“No! No! No! That’s not an Eight-leaf…”

The avatar continued to grow.

110 feet, 120 feet… 140 feet, 150 feet!

Nine leaves spun around the Golden Lotus under the avatar’s feet!

“…”

A 150-foot avatar faced the 100-foot avatar as well.

It was easy to tell which one was superior.

No wind blew on the heaven worship platform for 100 meters.

It was extremely quiet.

The cultivators of the Hengqu Branch and Taixu Academy felt as though their eyeballs were about to pop out from their sockets as they stared at the 150-foot tall avatar.
They could not even see its head.
They could only see the nine leaves that were dazzling and eye-catching.
The leaves seemed like blades that kept slicing at their hearts.