My Disciples Are All Villains

There aren’t many disciples here.
Moreover, it has trouble looking for successors.
It’s difficult to achieve great things here…” Meng Changdong said.

Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji.
“…”

The truth was often hurtful.

Yao Qingquan hastily said, “In that case, you may join the Ninth Temple.”

Regardless if he was weak, Meng Changdong was still a Nine-leaf cultivator, after all.
Most forces would still try to recruit him.

“No… I wish to serve Senior Lu,” Meng Changdong said with a bow.

The others were shocked.

Yao Qingquan immediately gave up.
He sighed softly.

Lu Zhou considered it briefly before nodding and said, “Quality over quantity.
I have no need for elders as all the positions are filled.
Since you’re a Nine-leaf cultivator, I’ll grant you the position of Guardian in my pavilion.
You may stay or leave; it’s your choice.”

How infuriating and arrogant! Even a Nine-leaf cultivator was not qualified to become an elder! Just how powerful was this old man’s sect?

Xia Changqiu felt extremely awkward.
In comparison, the Thousand Willow Monastery hardly looked presentable.

“I’m willing to offer what meager service I can.”

“Ding! Gained a subordinate.
Reward: 1,000 merit points.” (Note: There will no longer be any rewards for recruiting Eight-leaf cultivators or below)

“Congratulations, Guardian Meng.”

“Congratulations, Senior Lu.”

The others cupped their fists.

Meng Changdong sighed softly.
Although he was demoted to a smaller sect, at the very least, he would be able to preserve his life.

Lu Zhou looked at Meng Changdong and said, “You know the Flying Star House very well.
In your opinion, how should we deal with this current situation?”

Meng Changdong said, “Flying Star House’s Ye Zhen alone is difficult to deal with.
Ye Zhen is a man of many schemes.
He has many tricks up his sleeves.
Even the house master, Chen Tiandu, couldn’t do anything about him.
He’s also supported by the Sky Marital Court, among others.
The Thousand Willow Monastery and the Ninth Temple alone won’t be a match for them.
However, I do have a proposal.”

“Let’s hear it.” Lu Zhou waved his arm.

Sikong Beichen and the two First Seats listened silently as well.

Meng Changdong spoke forthrightly and said, “The Sky Martial Court has investigated the golden lotus domain before.
The greatest organization there is known as the Evil Sky Pavilion.
The Evil Sky Pavilion’s Master is a great villain who was hunted down by everyone at one point.
However, after fighting back the tides of evil on his own several times and supporting the people… Hm? Monastery Master Xia, Elder Tian, why are you looking at me with these weird expressions?”

Xia Changqiu waved his hand and said, “It’s nothing… I just feel like I’ve heard of the Evil Sky Pavilion before, but I can’t quite say when.
Carry on.”

Meng Changdong continued, “From what I know, the Sky Martial Court has already developed the Sky Chariot.
We can send someone over to contact the golden lotus domain’s Evil Sky Pavilion.”

Lu Zhou’s expression remained unchanged as he said, “You’re from the red lotus domain.
Aren’t you worried about inviting the wolf into the sheep’s pen?”

Meng Changdong shook his head and said, “From what I know, the golden lotus domain’s cultivators are limited to the Nine-leaf stage.
Overall, they’re not powerful.
It’s impractical for them to invade the red lotus domain.
However, this Evil Sky Pavilion can’t be underestimated… The Blood Sun Temple’s Nine-leaf red lotus karmic fire elite is most likely killed by that great villain.”

At this moment, Xia Changqiu suddenly exclaimed, “I remember now!”

“…”

The others were startled.
They looked at him curiously.

“What do you remember?”

“I… I t-think the Master of the Evil Sky Pavilion is Senior Lu…”

“…”

Silence descended in the Fair Hall.

Lu Zhou’s expression remained unchanged.
He neither admitted nor denied it.
Instead, he stood up and said, “Carry on with the discussion.
I’m tired.”

‘I have to return and replenish my extraordinary power.’ Lu Zhou left with his hands on his back.

Xia Changqiu immediately summoned Ji Fengxing over and asked, “Fengxing, when Senior Lu wanted to recruit you, which sect did he say it was?”

Ji Fengxing scratched his head and said, “I think it was the Evil… the Evil Sky Pavilion or something…”

Meng Changdong.
“…”

How awkward.

Wuwu, who had followed Ji Fengxing here, said with a pout, “It is the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Sister Yuan’er always talks about it with me.”

The others were intrigued.

Even the Ten-leaf Sikong Beichen was curious.

“What else did she say?”

Wuwu did her best to imitate Little Yuan’er as she said, “I have eight seniors and one junior sister.
Any one of them can easily smash your head…”

“…”