My disciples are all villains.

Lu Zhou raised his hand in front of him; a Reversal Card appeared in his hand.

Through cultivation, cultivators could break the limit of their lifespans, increasing the years of their lives. Although there were all kinds of ways to make them return to their old age, it was not the essence of reversal. It was more like borrowing time. It was just like today going back to yesterday. In a certain sense, it was like traveling back in time.

"Could the so-called Dao be the power to control time?" After pondering on it for a while, Lu Zhou shook his head. It was too exaggerated and unlikely.

He no longer dwelled on the matter and manifested his blue avatar instead.

"Ding! Eight Methods Connected avatar. 3,500 years are required to advance to the next stage."

Lu Zhou had more than 8,000 years of life so he could advance to the next stage now without any worries.

"In the past, meditating on the Heavenly Writing was the only way for me to increase my strength. All I need now is to solve the problem of my lifespan, and I'll be able to evolve my blue avatar. However, I should still continue to meditate on the Heavenly Writing after entering a certain realm…"

"Advance."

With that, Lu Zhou saw the years from his life decreasing swiftly on the system interface.

…

At the same time, vitality energy began to gather and surge above the Evil Sky Pavilion.

The disciples and members of the Evil Sky Pavilion only took a glance before they continued on with their businesses.

…

The vitality continued to gather and surge until the next morning.

Lu Zhou could feel the limit of his supreme mystic power had increased slightly. Although it was not much of an increase, it was still an improvement. Moreover, the current blue avatar was still relatively weak.

"Ding! Nine Transformation Yin Yang avatar. 5,000 years are needed to advance to the next stage."

"..."

He had 5,200 years left. Even with the Reversal Cards, he still did not have too many years. It was better to wait before advancing to the next stage.

After Lu Zhou put his blue avatar away, he looked at the system interface. It was time for lucky draws!

"Draw!"

"Ding! Used 50 merit points. Thank you for your participation. Luck point +1."

After drawing 100 times and being thanked for his participation 100 times, Lu Zhou was very annoyed. The probability of getting a reward from the draw was getting lower and lower. In the past, he could still obtain a reward after drawing an entire day.

"Draw."

"Ding! Used 50 merit points. Used 210 luck points. Obtained: Concealment Card x5."

"Ding! Concealment Card: Can hide the aura and color of the blue avatar. Reminder: each use only lasts for five days."

"???"

Even without the Concealment Card, Lu Zhou had other ways to hide his aura. There was no need to worry about the color of his avatar or energy as well. Moreover, he still could not use his blue avatar since it was too weak, and he could hide the supreme mystic power in his golden energy. Well, in any case, something was better than nothing. However, he still felt slightly distressed about the luck points that were wasted.

"Draw!"

"Ding! Used 50 merit points. Obtained: Reversal Card x5."

Following that, Lu Zhou was thanked for his participation continuously.

After he was done, he used the power of sight to observe Duanmu Sheng and was relieved when he discovered Duanmu Sheng and Lu Wu had returned to the Moonlight Woodland.

After he cut off the power of sight, he suddenly recalled the first Open Heavenly Writing Scroll he obtained at the bottom of the cliff in the Moonlight Woodland. Where was the second Open Heavenly Writing Scroll then?

…

When it was close to noon, Lu Zhou led Ye Tianxin, Zhu Honggong, Little Yuan'er, and Conch back to the capital in the red lotus domain through the runic passage.

After that, Lu Zhou did not continue to draw the lottery. He used the power of supreme mystery to observe Duanmu Sheng, and the effects of the divine ability of the tomes of arcane returned to normal. Duanmu Sheng and Lu Wu had already returned to the Moonlight Forest, so they were relieved.

Ye Tianxin left to see Si Wuya since she wanted to discuss bringing Cheng Huang over.

Little Yuan'er and Conch were inseparable and left together to play soon after.

In the end, only Zhu Honggong was left following Lu Zhou.

"Why are you following me?" Lu Zhou asked, puzzled.

Zhu Honggong averted his eyes and chuckled. "I-it's n-nothing… I was just thinking that you must be very busy so I want to help… That's right! I… Master must be lacking a helper!"

"No. You may leave." Lu Zhou flicked his sleeve and entered the Preservation Hall.

"..."

Zhu Honggong wore an aggrieved expression on his face when he turned over and saw Meng Changdong walking over.

Before Zhu Honggong could speak, Meng Changdong hurriedly said, "Mr. Eighth, there's something I need to tell you…"

Zhu Honggong was ecstatic when he heard these words. "What is it? Hurry up and tell me! I have nothing better to do anyway!"

"Mr. Second and Mr. Fourth have been waiting for you in the training arena over the past few days. They've told me to inform you of this if I see you," Meng Changdong said.

Zhu Honggong: ╮(╯_╰)╭

"Mr. Eighth, what's wrong?"

"Ridiculous..." Zhu Honggong's shoulders dropped, his back was bent, and his eyes were lifeless as he walked toward the training arena listlessly. There was no way for him to avoid the calamity.

Following that, Meng Changdong immediately entered the Preservation Hall to report to Lu Zhou about the affairs in the capital while Lu Zhou was gone.

Lu Zhou felt his head ache when he listened to the report. Since the matters were not too important, he interjected, "In the future, let Si Wuya and Li Yunzheng deal with these matters. There's no need to report to me."

"Understood."

"Is there news from Xiao Yunhe?" Lu Zhou asked.

Meng Changdong bowed and replied, "Yes. Tower Master Xia has been focused on preparing for his fight with Xia Zhengrong. There should be news of the result of the battle in a few days. I'll report immediately once I receive news."

Lu Zhou nodded before he said, "Summon Lu Qianshan here."

"Understood."

…

After the Black Emperor dropped all pretenses, Liu Qianshan had brought his family with him and fled to Great Tang. Even after the Black Emperor's death, he did not return since the situation in Great Yuan was very unstable. Regardless of whoever became the next emperor of Great Yuan, it would not be good news for Lu Qianshan. The best and smartest move was to cling onto the Evil Sky Pavilion!

When Lu Qianshan heard Lu Zhou had summoned him, he did not waste time and rushed to the Preservation Hall immediately.

"Greetings, Senior Lu."

"Sit." Lu Zhou casually pointed to the spot across from him.

"I… I better stand…" Lu Qianshan had always felt rather flustered and awkward when he saw his 'ancestor'.

Lu Zhou said without beating around the bush, "I summoned you here to talk about Lu Tiantong."

"My ancestor?" Lu Qianshan was confused.

"Lu Tiantong was born 30,000 years ago. He was a Venerable Master, which means he passed three Birth Trials. He managed to dominate the land with his shocking strength. Under his lead, the land was peaceful. Did he leave anything behind?" Lu Zhou asked.

Lu Qianshan said sheepishly, "I'm ashamed to say our ancestor followed Venerable Lu without any questions. After Venerable Master Lu left, we changed our surname to Lu and built the ancestral hall to worship Venerable Master Lu. I'm afraid he didn't leave anything behind…"

"Notes, cultivation methods, weapons, nothing?" Lu Zhou asked.

Lu Qianshan shook his head helplessly. If Lu Tiantiong had left something behind, the Lu clan would not have been cornered by the royal court previously.

Lu Zhou paced back and forth with his hands on his back. It seemed strange and unlikely that Lu Tiantong did not leave anything behind at all.

"It's been a long time. Those who once followed Venerable Master Lu have long passed away. The only thing the Lu clan has is the portrait of Venerable Master Lu that was painted by one of our predecessors," Lu Qianshan said, "However… Although Venerable Master Lu didn't leave anything for the Lu clan, there's a formation in Cold Breeze Valley that's rumored to be left behind by Venerable Master Lu…"

Lu Qianshan's 'however…' made Lu Zhou feel like beating him up. Nevertheless, his expression did not change as he asked, "A formation that Lu Tiantong left behind?"

"Senior Lu, don't get your hopes up. Countless cultivators have visited this formation since a long time ago. It's not a secret. Moreover, there's no one guarding the place. Instead, it has become a place for cultivators to visit and test themselves…" Lu Qianshan said.

"Why would he leave a formation behind for no reason?" Lu Zhou furrowed his brows.

"This…" Lu Qianshan struggled to explain. In the end, he only said, "Pavilion Master Lu, why don't you go and have a look?"