My disciples are all villains.

Yan Guichen looked at Cult Leaders Zhou and Chu strangely as he asked, “What’s wrong with both of you today?”

“This…”

“Don’t be like this. Let me show you,” Yan Guichen said before clapping his hands.

Two cultivators carried a stretcher into the hall. A person was tied up on the stretcher. His body was wide and chubby, and his mouth was bound. Muffled sounds could be heard from him.

Cult Leader Chu frowned. “Didn’t you say it’s the Unholy One’s treasure? Why is it a person?”

Yan Guichen said, “It is. Do you remember the Unholy One’s painting? More than 500 years ago, I deciphered the tenth character from the poem. Some time ago, I deciphered the eighth and the ninth characters.”

The duo was shocked.

Yan Guichen continued to say, “I understand now. The Unholy One was afraid the Ten Classics would be taken away so he gave them to ten people. The person with the ninth character is protected by experts so it’s difficult for me to get close. However, through a talisman, I met the person with the eighth character.”

Then, Yan Guichen pointed at the person on the stretcher.

“Him?!”

Cult Leader Zhou and Chu looked at the person on the stretcher in shock.

Yan Guichen said, “Brothers, there’s no need to feel so shocked that I managed to capture him.”

Yan Guichen waved his hand, removing the gag from the captive’s mouth.

“You! Who are you?! Why did you kidnap me? Let me tell you, I’m from the Sacred Temple! I have a great background. Quickly let me go!”

Yan Guichen leaned down slightly and looked at the captive with a profound gaze as he asked, “What’s your name?”

“What does my name have to do with you?”

“Young man, it’s useless to be so stubborn. This is the Nihilist Congregation. We’re not bound by the temple. If you want to live, you better cooperate obediently,” Yan Guichen said.

“Huh?” The captive immediately wilted upon hearing these words.

‘Not bound by the temple? It’s over!’

Yan Guichen asked again, “What’s your name?”

“If you have something to say, say it nicely. Don’t do anything rash! I… I’m Zhu… I’m Old Eighth Zhu,” the captive said. His attitude had changed completely.

Yan Guichen spread his arms and said with a smile, “This is heaven’s will! He’s Old Eighth Zhu, and he bears the mark of the eighth character.”

“…”

‘Is this really a f*cking heaven’s will or did you force this logic?!’

Cult Leaders Zhou and Chu were speechless.

Yan Guichen continued to say to Old Eighth Zhu, “Let me introduce myself. I’m Cult Leader Yan of the Nihilist Congregation. Our congregation isn’t bound by the temple or the ten halls. We believe in the powerful Unholy One who ruled the world in ancient times.”

“The Unholy One?” Old Eighth Zhu scratched his head. “You have the wrong person. I don’t know the Unholy One.”

Yan Guichen said, “The Unholy One left behind many treasures when he was alive. Among them are ten very unique cultivation methods. Grand Mystic Mountain called them the Ten Classics. Each of them is a supreme cultivation technique.”

To cultivators, they had to comprehend a cultivation technique every time they entered a new stage in their cultivation in order to improve their strength. Only by constantly comprehending difficult cultivation techniques would they grow stronger. However, only the Ten Classics were different and could be comprehended from the beginning until the end.

“The Unholy once left a character on each of the Ten Classics, and… you bear the eighth character on your body,” Yan Guichen said. His tone darkened as he continued to say, “As long as you hand over the eighth classic, not only will I spare your life, but I’ll also protect you. I can also satisfy your wishes.”

Old Eighth Zhu was even more confused. He did not understand Yan Guichen at all. “What eighth classic? What eighth character? I really don’t know…”

“A wise man submits to circumstances,” Yan Guichen said, “Think carefully before you speak again.”

Old Eighth Zhu wanted to cry, but he had no tears. He said, “I really don’t have any eighth classics!”

Yan Guichen waved his hand and said, “Break his finger.”

“No, no, no, I’ll talk. I’ll talk,” Old Eighth Zhu hurriedly said, “My name is actually not Old Eighth Zhu. I made it up. Clearly, your deduction earlier is wrong, and you’ve captured the wrong person. My name is Zhu Honggong, and I worked in the Sacred Temple for years for many years now. If you don’t believe me, you can ask around. If I lied, it’s not too late for you to come back and chop me into pieces.”

Yan Guichen’s eyes lit up upon hearing this. He said excitedly, “I was right! Brothers, the eighth character is ‘Gong’, and his name is Zhu Honggong!”

Zhu Honggong: “…”

‘F*ck! Does this person really like to turn coincidences into something fated?!’

Cult Leaders Zhou and Chu were still stunned.

Yan Guichen chuckled and said to Zhu Honggong, “I believe in my judgment. The eighth classic is definitely with you. If you don’t hand it over, I’ll skin you alive and dismantle your bones. I’ll find it eventually!”

“…”

Zhu Honggong said helplessly, “How can I make you believe me? You’ve really caught the wrong person!”

Yan Guichen was about to question Zhu Honggong again when Cult Leader Zhou suddenly stepped forward to stop him and said, “Cult Leader Yan, put this matter aside for now. There’s… There’s something more important I need to discuss with you.”

“What could be more important than the Ten Classics?” Yan Guichen was puzzled when he saw the grimexpressions on the duo’s faces.

Cult Leader Zhou’s expression and voice were extremely serious as he said, “The Unholy One… was here…”

“…”

Yan Guichen was shocked, but he quickly recovered. Then, he studied Cult Leaders Zhou and Chu carefully before he said, “Brothers, this joke isn’t funny at all. Don’t delay my interrogation of the captive. Today, I’ll definitely pull out his intestines to get what I want!”

Yan Guichen was very focused on Zhu Honggong.

Zhu Honggong: “?”

Cult Leader Zhou said, “Cult Leader Yan, this isn’t a joke. Du Chun is dead. The blood shamans divisionhas been disbanded. His life stone in the congregation has been reduced to ashes.”

“Du Chun is dead?” Yang Guichen was shocked.

The duo nodded helplessly.

Cult Leader Chu explained, “He was killed by the Unholy One. Cult Leader Yan, don’t tell me you want to repeat Cult Leader Du’s mistake?”

Yan Guichen found the matter hard to believe and accept. He asked, “Were you deceived?”

“Impossible!” Cult Leader Zhou said, “He has the tendons of the divine dragon, and he could control the Heavenly Dao Flag and the mysterious power of the earth!”

The other members in the hall nodded in agreement, indicating that they had seen those scenes with their own eyes.

Yan Guicheng was shocked and speechless.

Cult Leader Chu took the opportunity to recount the Unholy One’s visit to the Nihilist Congregation. After that, he brought the talisman that Lu Zhou had given him and set it on the table as he said, “This is the talisman the Unholy One gave us. As long as we light it, he will come to the congregation. If you don’t believe me, I’ll light the talisman now. By the way, he has also taken back his painting and the Ancestral Jade. There’s no need for you to comprehend or decipher the rest of the poem.”

Yan Guichen: “…”

Cult Leader Zhou added, “This person… Let him go quickly. Even if you manage to find the Ten Classics, with what you know now, do you really dare to comprehend any of them?”

Yan Guichen fell deep into his thoughts. The duo’s words had refreshed his worldview, causing his mind to turn chaotic. However, after he sorted his thoughts, he still found thematter difficult to accept. He paced back and forth in the hall, looking at Zhu Honggong and the other two cult leaders.

After a moment, Yan Guichen flew out of the hall to the Heavenly Dao Flag. He sensed the remnant energy in the air, and he trembled, aghast. He immediately realized the gravity of the situation. He rushed back into the hall and said, “We can’t release him!”

“Why?” Cult Leader Zhou asked.

“This person with the eighth classic knows our secret! If we let him leave, he might bring us trouble!” Yan Guichen said with a frown.

“Then, what do you think we should do?” Cult Leader Zhou asked.

Yan Guichen raised his hand and made the motion of slitting his neck as he said, “Kill him to silence him.”

Zhu Honggong: “???”

‘Why am I being implicated when I’m just lying on the ground?!’

Zhu Honggong hurriedly raised his voice and said, “If the three of you have something to say, then let’s talk! I… I know the whereabouts of the eighth classic!”

The trio turned and looked at Zhu Honggong in unison.

Humans were inherently greedy. This was a flaw that was difficult to overcome.

Since Yan Guichen was not around to witness the Unholy One’s might, he was not as frightened as Cult Leaders Zhou and Chu. Hence, he boldly asked, “Where is it?”

Zhu Honggong replied, “It’s very precious. Naturally, I don’t have it on me!”

These words made sense.

Cult Leader Zhou asked, puzzled, “If you don’t have it on you, how did the talisman track you?”

Yan Guichen looked at Zhu Honggong and asked, “You cultivated the classic?”

“Yes! I cultivated it!”

“That makes sense. Then, where did you hide it?” Yan Guichen asked.