My disciples are all villains.

This was indeed a tricky question. Its essence was similar to the question of who one was going to save first if one’s mother and wife fell into the river at the same time. There was no right answer to the question.

Ming Xin’s eyes did not leave Si Wuya as he waited for Si Wuya’s answer.

After pondering for a long time, Si Wuya smiled and replied, “To be honest, I don’t know.”

‘No matter what question you ask, I’ll just say I don’t know.’

“Why?” Ming Xin asked.

“I’ve never seen you fight so I naturally don’t know what your cultivation is like,” Si Wuya replied honestly.

Wen Ruqing said dismissively, “You’re talking nonsense. His Majesty brought peace to the four seas and land, submitted the ten halls, kept the sea beasts from invading, and united the cultivators. He gave humans a carefree life. Without sufficient strength, how could he do those things?”

Si Wuya said, “How hard can it be? I have a disciple who’s capable of that as well. Governing a country and cultivation are two different things.”

“Even then, you still have to have sufficient strength. Sometimes, governing the land can’t be solved with words alone,” Wen Ruqing retorted.

“I agree,” Si Wuya said with a smile, “That’s why my disciple has a group of powerful cultivators.”

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Wen Ruqing knew Si Wuya was using his eloquence to avoid answering the question.

Before Wen Ruqing could continue the debate, Ming Xin said, “Do you want to know what I’m capable of?”

Si Wuya did not say anything. It did not matter if he wanted to or not, after all; the decision was not up to him. However, he was a little curious. After all, everyone revered Ming Xin. It would satisfy his curiosity to see Ming Xin’s true strength.

Ming Xin gently raised his hand before a faint energy surged out.

Wen Ruqing and Guan Jiu wore a strange expression on their faces, wondering what Ming Xin was going to do.

Si Wuya’s cultivation was not low after inheriting the Fire Deity’s legacy so he could sense the power contained in Ming Xin’s move. It was a kind of law of space that could collectively move everyone.

In the next moment, they found themselves in the southern sky of the Sacred Temple.

About a dozen Templars rushed over after they sensed Ming Xin’s presence. They stood in a line in the sky and bowed as they called out, “Greetings, Your Majesty.”

Si Wuya, Wen Ruqing, and Guan Jiu did not know what Ming Xin wanted to do so they only looked at him.

Ming Xin said calmly, “I need you to go to the Evil Sky Pavilion and show the world your abilities.”

Upon hearing the words ‘Evil Sky Pavilion’, the Templars were slightly surprised. During this period of time, they had heard many things about the Evil Sky Pavilion. Currently, the most talked-about topic during tea time was the Evil Sky Pavilion. One of the rumors that worried everyone was that the Pavilion Master of the Evil Sky Pavilion was the Unholy One. This was also a source of turmoil in the ten halls of the Great Void. Now that Ming Xin ordered them to make a move, they wondered if Ming Xin was finally ready to act.

Even Si Wuya did not expect Ming Xi to make a move so soon.

“Understood,” the Templars said in unison.

Ming Xin turned to Si Wuya and asked, “What do you think about their cultivations?”

The Templars’ cultivations were unfathomable. Many of them were natives of the Great Void. The Sacred Temple had recruited many geniuses over the past 100,000 years as well. They were a very effective tool of suppression.

Si Wuya replied, “They’re naturally dragons and phoenixes among men.”

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Ming Xin said again, “Nonetheless, they’re far from being comparable to supreme beings. How can mere Templars trouble the Unholy One?”

Ming Xin waved his hand.

A streak of golden light flew out and hovered above the Templars. It was the famous Scales of Justice. Between the two scales, a pillar supported and balanced them.

Under the influence of the Scales of Justice, the sky in the southern Sacred Temple was extremely calm. The air current, space, and laws seemed frozen at this moment. It was like an absolute domain.

Si Wuya sensed the Primal Qi in his body, and he felt that his Eight Extraordinary Meridians seemed to have been restrained by an invisible force.

Creak!

The Scales of Justice creaked before it spun.

Swoosh!

A magnificent vortex appeared in the sky, and Primal Qi began to gather from all directions.

The ten Templars looked at the vortex with anticipatory expressions on their faces.

Ming Xin said in a deep voice, “In my name, I’ll grant you the strength of a divine emperor!”

Ming Xin’s deep and powerful voice reverberated in the sky.

Wen Ruqing and Guan Jiu were shocked that Ming Xin used the lesser-known ability of the Scales of Justice. This ability leveled the playing field, making everything fair.

Ten pillars of light, which contained great power, shot down from the vortex and enveloped the ten Templars.

Si Wuya was shocked. This was his first time seeing the Scales of Justice used in this manner. ‘Can the scales really balance everything in the world?’

Boom!

The sky continued to rumble.

The entire process lasted for about an hour before Ming Xin cried out, “Withdraw!”

Creak!

The Scales of Justice stopped spinning.

The ten pillars of light disappeared as the vortex gradually calmed down.

The ten Templars shone. Their auras had completely changed.

Si Wuya could hardly believe the Templars’ auras. He could not say for sure if they had the strength of a divine emperor, but they definitely possessed the power of a supreme being.

‘This ability is too… heaven-defying! Where did he obtain the Scales of Justice? How many trump cards is he still hiding? If the ten Templars truly possess Ming Xin’s strength now, then isn’t Ming Xin’s battle strength at the peak?’

This seriously went against Si Wuya’s understanding of the law of conservation.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, the ten Templars gradually returned to their senses. They could barely contain their excitement as they sensed their cultivations and auras.

Even Wen Ruqing and Guan Jiu, who had followed Ming Xin for a long time, looked at the ten Templars with a slightly surprised expression. Over the past 100,000 years, they had only seen Ming Xin use this ability fewer than three times. Each time, it was just shocking.

Ming Xin looked at the surprised Si Wuya and asked indifferently, “What do you think?”

Si Wuya suppressed his shock and asked, “Do you want to hear the truth or lie?”

“Tell me both,” Ming Xin said calmly.

“The lie is that Your Majesty is extremely strong. With the scales, you can be considered invincible,” Si Wuya said.

Ming Xing smiled faintly. ‘Alas, that’s a lie…’

Si Wuya continued to say, “The truth is that since the scales are so powerful and mysterious, there should be a price to pay for it, right?”

Ming Xin remained silent.

“There should also be a time limit. Otherwise, Your Majesty wouldn’t spend so much effort on nurturing supreme beings. Your Majesty could’ve just used the scales to create a group of supreme beings,” Si Wuya said.

Wen Ruqing and Guan Jiu looked at Si Wuya at the same time. Although they did not know if he was right or not, they felt that his words were very reasonable. If there was no time limit, what was the use of the Four Supremes of the Sacred Temple? Moreover, Ming Xin could create as many divine emperors as he wanted, completely taking over the ten halls of the Great Void.

Ming Xin nodded and said, “You’re very smart. Unfortunately, no matter how smart a person is, there’ll be a time when he or she is wrong…”

“Please enlighten me,” Si Wuya said.

“You’ll have to figure it out yourself,” Ming Xin said. Then, he said to the Templars, “Go. This time, you aren’t allowed to use force.”

“Understood.”

The Templars were puzzled. If there was no need to use force, what was the point of raising their cultivations? It was meaningless. Nonetheless, since Ming Xin had spoken, they naturally did not dare to object. They quickly left and made their way to the golden lotus domain.

After the ten Templars left, Ming Xin suddenly asked, “Did no one tell you this sacred relic is called the Scales of Justice?”

Naturally, everyone knew the scales were called the Scales of Justice.

Si Wuya was puzzled by this question.

Wen Ruqing scoffed and explained, “The scales are the scales. His Majesty’s confidence lies with justice.”

Guan Jiu chimed in, “Everything in the world adheres to the law of conservation. The law of conservation is balance, and balance is justice.”

Si Wuya was unusually calm as he said, “I’m enlightened.”

Suddenly, Ming Xin asked, “What’s the progress of the others comprehending the Great Dao in the upper cores?”

“It should be over soon. It’s now Shang Zhang Hall’s turn,” Si Wuya replied.

“Alright,” Ming Xin said, “It won’t be easy for you to hide from me.”

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“The one thing hunters don’t lack is patience,” Ming Xin said.

Si Wuya was slightly taken aback. The most important thing now was to send news back to the Evil Sky pavilion as soon as possible and tell everyone to be careful. The appearance of the ten Templars definitely meant that something big was about to happen.

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In the eastern pavilion of the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Lu Zhou sensed that the blue avatar’s Birth Chart activation had entered a relatively stable but critical period.