Capítulo 110: Arquinimigo

Little Yuan'er held back a laugh. Perhaps she had become immune to such scenes, and her threshold for amusement had risen.

She approached her master and whispered, "Master... they are all so afraid of you."

Lu Zhou stroked his beard while looking in the direction of the Du Tian River. By his estimation, Ming Shiyin and Duanmu Sheng should also be arriving soon. As for Hua Wudao... judging by what they had said, it seemed he would show up sooner or later. Since that was the case, it was better to wait for the rabbit to hit the tree stump than to go searching for him everywhere. If Hua Wudao truly knew the mastermind behind Yulong Village, it would be even better to let him come to them. For now, Hua Wudao was the only lead.

The master of witchcraft in the palace was extremely cunning. To be able to set up a massive witchcraft formation at the Du Tian River and use the red carriage to observe the situation and relay orders showed that their mastery of witchcraft was profound. Moreover, being able to command Chen Zhu, one of the three great archers, indicated that this person held considerable power and status. After the battle at the Du Tian River, this person would inevitably become even more cautious and cunning. Since even Jiang Aijian, an insider of the palace, could not track them down, it would be even harder for Lu Zhou to do so from the outside.

"Hua Wudao..." Lu Zhou muttered to himself.

"Grandmaster, our sect leader is truly tied up with matters... It is inexcusable that we have kept you waiting," the fifth elder, Zhang Chu, said with a bow.

Lu Zhou merely glanced at him indifferently and ignored him. A mere practitioner in the Divine Court Realm could become an elder of a righteous sect. It seemed the Zheng Yi Sect was not what it used to be.

Duan Xing stepped forward and said, "Everyone, the battle beneath the Green Jade Altar has basically subsided. Since the plan has been disrupted, shall we discuss this another day?"

"That would be for the best," Zhang Chu nodded.

"Everyone... farewell!" Duan Xing ignored the other disciples on the Green Jade Altar and bowed specifically to Zhang Chu.

Lu Zhou took another look at this man. Strangely, there was nothing special about him.

Duan Xing turned and approached Lu Zhou, saying respectfully, "Grandmaster, I have matters to attend to, so I must take my leave."

"Wait." Lu Zhou spoke calmly.

"Does the Grandmaster have any instructions?" Duan Xing dared not be negligent and stopped obediently.

"I have a piece of advice to pass on to Ren Buping."

"I shall convey your golden words to our sect leader without missing a single syllable," Duan Xing replied with a humble, listening expression.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded. "Keep watch over the Mosha Sect and mind your own business, or you will surely face a calamity that costs you your life."

Duan Xing froze. He did not understand the meaning of the Grandmaster's words, but he dared not question them. He bowed and said, "Thank you, Grandmaster! I shall take my leave."

With a wave of his hand, he led the Mosha Sect disciples away from the Green Jade Altar.

Lu Zhou checked the time again and felt it was about time. Given the speed of Ming Shiyin and Duanmu Sheng, even if they were bringing someone along, they should not be too slow. Since both had newly ascended to the Primal Spirit Tribulation Realm, their speed would naturally have increased significantly.

Just as Lu Zhou was preparing to leave, a voice came from behind the disciples of the Green Jade Altar: "Which Grandmaster has graced the Green Jade Altar? Let me take a look."

The disciples of the Green Jade Altar stepped back, clearing a path.

"Zhang Qiuchi?" Zhang Chu went to greet him. The person who arrived was none other than Zhang Qiuchi of the Zheng Yi Sect.

Lu Zhou still had some impression of this man. Several years ago, he had defeated Ming Shiyin, leaving him bruised and battered. Because of this, Ming Shiyin had been depressed for a long time and had hidden away on the mountain to cultivate diligently. Now, years later, Zhang Qiuchi's strength and cultivation should have improved as well.

Zhang Qiuchi was quite sensible; upon seeing the Xie Zhi near Lu Zhou, he hesitated for a moment and quickly bowed. "Greetings, Grandmaster."

Lu Zhou did not pay him any mind. Instead, he waved at Little Yuan'er. "Let's go."

"Yes."

"Grandmaster?" Zhang Qiuchi found it strange that the Grandmaster ignored him. Suddenly, the disciples of the Green Jade Altar behind him erupted in exclamations.

"Someone is approaching!"

Everyone looked over. Zhang Qiuchi followed their gazes. "Hm?"

It was understandable that he did not recognize Lu Zhou, as Lu Zhou's appearance had changed significantly. However, even if the Fourth Disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion, Ming Shiyin, were turned to ash, he would still recognize him. Over the years, much of Zhang Qiuchi's fame had been built upon the foundation of defeating Ming Shiyin. Seeing Ming Shiyin gliding at a low altitude now, how could he not be excited?

"Ming Shiyin? He actually dares to come to the Green Jade Altar!?"

"Is that Ming Shiyin?"

"The fourth devil of the Evil Sky Pavilion, Ming Shiyin!"

The disciples of the Green Jade Altar showed looks of surprise, but their cultivation was low, so how could they dare rush up to stop him? With the sect leader and other elders absent, only Zhang Qiuchi could rival Ming Shiyin. Furthermore, Zhang Qiuchi had defeated Ming Shiyin before; this was a perfect opportunity with the right time, place, and people.

Lu Zhou also saw Ming Shiyin. Outwardly, he appeared calm, but inwardly he was puzzled: Duanmu Sheng was supposed to be with him, so where was he?

Just then, Zhang Qiuchi leaped into the air and laughed loudly, "Heaven truly helps me! Today, I shall capture this devil alive. From now on, let's see who dares to look down on the Zheng Yi Sect!"

"With Elder Zhang taking action, taking down this devil will be no problem."

"We are willing to cheer for the elder!"

Zhang Qiuchi nodded and said to Lu Zhou, who was nearby, "Grandmaster, please keep a watchful eye!"

Lu Zhou waved his hand without a word.

Many disciples of the Green Jade Altar also leaped into the air, while those with lower cultivation could only remain on the altar, watching them depart. Zhang Qiuchi's eyes glittered with excitement as he chased in the direction Ming Shiyin was flying.

Lu Zhou mounted the Xie Zhi and stroked his beard calmly. "Everything is fate."

Little Yuan'er jumped up as well and asked, "What fate?"

"The fate of Zhang Yuanshan and Hua Wudao, and also the fate of your Fourth Senior Brother."

The Xie Zhi let out a low growl and leaped into the air.

Meanwhile, Ming Shiyin was flying through the air. Seeing that he had reached the Green Jade Altar, he flew toward another direction. After all, this was the territory of the Zheng Yi Sect.

"Where is Master?" Ming Shiyin scratched his head and looked around. He slowed down, preparing to land and wait, then looked back. "Third Senior Brother should be catching up soon! Without the Tyrant Spear weighing me down... hehe, I'm still faster!"

Just as he was feeling proud, a sharp voice came from the direction of the Green Jade Altar: "Ming Shiyin."

Ming Shiyin looked back, frowned, and recognized the man immediately. "Zhang Qiuchi? It's you?"

"You truly sought death by coming here when you had a path to heaven!" Zhang Qiuchi hovered with his hands behind his back, staring at Ming Shiyin with burning eyes, as if looking at prey.

Ming Shiyin waved his hand. "I'm not in the mood to fight you today... have you seen my master?"

Zhang Qiuchi was stunned and said in a deep voice, "Don't try to scare me with your master's name. Today, I shall act on behalf of heaven!"

"Wait," Ming Shiyin waved his hand again. "Seriously, did you really not see my master?"

Seeing his uninhibited demeanor, Zhang Qiuchi became furious. "If I see him, I'll kill him too!"

*Hum!*

The surrounding energy gathered simultaneously! Zhang Qiuchi formed a hand gesture, and dharma seals circled him. The energy surged.

Primal Spirit Tribulation Realm!

At this moment, the disciples of the Green Jade Altar who had rushed over landed on the nearby ground, looking up at the sky, but they did not see the figure of their master.

*It's over, I've been played by Master!*