My disciples are all villains.

Lu Zhou did not care what the Fiend Temple thought, nor did he need to care. 

According to the situation at that time, no one in Evil Sky Pavilion could resist Zuo Xinchan. It would be fine if he had only wanted to show off his prowess with the female cultivators of Derived Moon Palace as an excuse, but he had gone too far by challenging the villainous patriarch.

If he did not seek death, he would not have died.

It was only a matter of time before Lu Zhou struck, and he did not have the time or need to think if Zuo Xinchan were backed by some powers or if there were any schemes.

Lu Zhou glanced at the two thousand six hundred and ninety merit points on the system panel.

He knew that he was down on luck, so after using the reversal card he got from the last lucky draw and adding three hundred days to his remaining life, he threw the thought of drawing another prize out of his mind.

He needed to focus on his cultivation base, because it was the foundation.

After that, he purchased another deadly strike card and saved the rest of the points so that he could buy a higher-level avatar later.

"Completing tasks is still the best way to get merit points, and the disciples are the main force to do that for me..."

Lu Zhou thought of his sixth disciple, Ye Tianxin, the disciple who hated him. If he were still Ji Tiandao, he would have killed the treacherous disciple. However, he was not the other, and he did not choose to do that.

"What is her problem?" he was lost in thought.

The answer lay within the missing memory. Lu Zhou frowned slightly. He had thought that it was just a temporary symptom caused by the dimension travel, and that he would recall all the memories soon. However, in recent days, he had basically gained full control over the body, and yet those missing memories did not come back to him.

After recalling for a very long time and getting himself nothing but dizziness, he simply gave up searching the memory.

"Well, if I can't recall anything, that means this is her fate..." Lu Zhou put a stop to all distracting thoughts and began to study the Heaven Writing again.

...

Mingshi Yin paced back and forth in the Cave of Reflection, shaking his head and sighing from time to time when he saw Ye Tianxin's face, which was growing paler and paler.

"I've told you that Derived Moon Palace would be struck by this calamity. Had it not been because of Master, your subordinates would have died by now," Mingshi Yin said.

Leaning her back against the cold stone wall, Ye Tianxin said unconvincingly, "They are merely mean creatures who take advantage of others in a helpless situation. If I were with them, Zuo Xinchan would not have the chance to hurt them."

"Be that as it may, what about the Yun, Tian, and Luo Sects? You may be stronger than Zuo Xinchan, but can you resist their wrath?" Mingshi Yin asked.

Ye Tianxin was speechless.

There were many experts in the three sects in the southern region of Great Yan, which made them much stronger than many sects, including hers.

"Tianxin...I can't help you much," Mingshi Yin sighed. "I thought Master would fear Fiend Temple and give them the whole Derived Moon Palace, but..." He paused and chuckled before continuing, "…Master turned Zuo Xinchan into ashes with just one move."

"One...move?"

"Yes, you heard me right! Moreover, the move was the Zen teaching's Great Seal of Fearless."

"Is he not afraid of offending the Fiend Temple? Those hiding behind it are not just a few evil cultivators..."

"I've thought about that too. Junior Sister Tianxin...you are still too young," Mingshi Yin said nonchalantly.

"What do you mean?"

"Everything is under Master's control..." Mingshi Yin said while nodding.

For a moment, Ye Tianxin was silent, and then she said, "No matter what, I'll remember Senior Brother's kindness."

No sooner had she finished that than she began to cough violently. Mingshi Yin frowned and bent over her, gathering some energy in his finger and pointing it at her acupoints. That alleviated her coughing, but her face grew paler.

"Your hair..." Mingshi Yin noticed the silver in her black hair.

"Leave me alone. With my cultivation base destroyed, I can no longer replenish the energy in my dantian. It is only a matter of time before I start decaying..." Ye Tianxin said indifferently.

"Listen to me, you should ask Master for forgiveness. Maybe he will save your life after considering the connection that ties you as master and disciple," Mingshi Yin exhorted.

Ye Tianxin shook her head. Fighting back the pain in her body, she looked up at Mingshi Yin and said, "Senior Brother, have you ever wondered why Eldest and Second Senior Brothers left?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know," Mingshi Yin said while shaking his head. When he saw that Ye Tianxin was about to say some more, he waved his hand and said, "I'll leave you here to reflect on yourself. Tell me when you have thought it over, and I will intercede with Master to let you out."

When he had finished, he blinked and disappeared from the cave, not giving Ye Tianxin the chance to talk to him again.

Outside the Cave of Reflection, he took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice, "I'm not like you all...I still respect Master very much." With his hands clasped behind his back, he started toward the back of the mountain.

To return to Evil Sky Pavilion from the Cave of Reflection, one must pass through the back of the mountain. The place was clean, quiet, and empty, very suitable for training.

Mingshi Yin saw Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng training there as he passed. He had thought of giving them some advice, but when he recalled what happened between them in the past, he gave up the idea.

"Please wait a moment, Mister Fourth!" Pan Zhong suddenly called out.

"What do you want?" Mingshi Yin asked suspiciously.

While bowing, Pan Zhong said, "I wonder if Mister Fourth can help me with one thing?"

"No," Mingshi Yin turned to leave.

Pan Zhong, "..."

At any other time, Pan Zhong would not dare to stop Mingshi Yin from leaving, but he had a very important thing that needed help with, so he summoned his courage and said, "Please listen to me, Mister Fourth! The chill in my body is at its peak recently, and it is killing me. If this were to continue, I'm afraid I can't last for three months. Lord Pavilion promised me that he will give me the Six Yang Technique...I hope Mister Fourth can...help me..." his confidence grew weaker as he said.

"That's all?" Mingshi Yin glared at him.

"Yes."

"Since Master had promised you, he will not go back on his word. Three months...is a long way to go. There are many people out there who fall asleep without knowing if they can see the next day's sun." After leaving the rather emotional remark, Mingshi Yin blinked and disappeared.

"..."

Pan Zhong looked puzzled. Meanwhile, Zhou Jifeng put away his sword as he shook his head and said, "I've told you that although Mister Fourth looks kind, there are always hidden barbs in his words. I suggest you talk to Mister Ninth. She is innocent, simple, and kind, and Lord Pavilion dotes on her. I'm sure she will help you if you talk nicely to her."

"That makes sense." Pan Zhong nodded.

...

After reading the Heaven Writing three more times, Lu Zhou found that it had not changed except for the two additional lines of characters. Comprehending them was a very boring and tedious job, so he closed the interface after a while.

"Master!" Little Yuan'er's voice came from outside.

"Come in."

The little girl hopped in from outside and said happily, "Master, I got information about Senior Sister Zhaoyue!"

"Tell me about it."