My disciples are all villains.

The Roulian warriors and cultivators looked at their war god, Karol, with admiring looks in their eyes.

Karol and his four deputies arrived in an imposing and impressive manner.

Neigh!

The horses stopped and raised their hooves.

Karol and his four deputies alighted from their steeds.

Karol looked ahead and saw the insignificant group of people in front of him.

"General, the old man is the one who wants to challenge you." A subordinate pointed at an old man who was stroking his beard and had a hand on his back.

Karol projected his voice and said, "Challenger, what's your name?"

Lu Zhou did not deign to reply to him. Instead, he waved his sleeve.

Si Wuya understood and stepped forward. He calmly said, "General Karol, your reputation precedes you."

Karol's gaze fell on Si Wuya. He saw the Peacock Plume in Si Wuya's hand. This matched the information he had. Hence, he said, "The Evil Sky Pavilion's seventh disciple. Si Wuya. You're the strategist in Liang Province?"

"I won't call myself a strategist. I'm just slightly witty," Si Wuya said with a smile.

"I'm afraid you're the only one under the heavens who can come up with the method of controlling the masses by assigning numbers to them."

"You flatter me."

Karol looked at the few individuals behind Si Wuya. He shifted his gaze back to Si Wuya and asked, "We're at war, and you merely brought 100 men here to challenge us. Si Wuya, who gave you the courage?"

Si Wuya said, "What matters is the quality of your soldiers, not the quantity. A millennium ago, the southwestern king, Sword Saint Zhong Lidao, guarded the border on his own. Yet, even the 100,000-strong Lou Lan army dared not take a single step forward. What's more, we have 100 men here."

Karol said disapprovingly, "I'll have to correct you on two points. First, you're not the southwestern king, Zhong Lidao. Second, the times are different. Rouli isn't what it was before."

Si Wuya nodded. "You're right. I completely agree… Indeed, I'm not Zhong Lidao, but Great Yan isn't the Great Yan of the past as well."

"It's meaningless to exchange words." Karol looked at the people behind Si Wuya dismissively. "Since you've presented your heads on a platter, it'd be rude for me to not accept them. Let's begin!"

The Roulian warriors behind him spread out. With a single order from General Karol, they would charge forward without fear of death.

Karol raised his voice and coldly said, "I've always been direct with my words… Forgive me for being blunt... Aside from your master, I don't think much of any of you. You don't have the right to be my opponent." He waved his arm.

His four deputies rode out from behind him.

This meant that they would take the simplest form of battle, a general's duel.

When two armies faced off, the duel between their generals would be called a general's duel. Each army would choose one capable general to fight.

Si Wuya shook his head and said in a clear voice, "My master has said that a battle can be avoided."

"Hm?"

"My master has always been merciful. He doesn't wish to see the blood of the people flowing into a river, even if it's Roulians. Hence… if you alight from your horse and surrender while the others retreat, my master will surely be kind and only punish you lightly."

Upon hearing these words, Karol's four deputies laughed uproariously as though they had heard the funniest joke in the world. suddenly broke into a maniacal laugh.

However, Si Wuya's expression was solemn.

Similarly, the Evil Sky Pavilion members' expressions were solemn.

What was there to laugh about when they had a Nine-leaf cultivator among their ranks? This was clearly a serious matter.

Karol said, "Everyone knows that you're cunning."

"I'm a disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion. I will never lie in front of my master… My master is standing behind me."

As soon as Si Wuya finished speaking, the laughter of the four deputies stopped abruptly. They looked behind Si Wuya at the same time, alarmed.

However, Karol said, "Don't think you can fool me. Your master is taking charge at the Divine Capital, he can't possibly leave… You've found a person who resembles him to challenge me here. Do you think I'll fall for that?"

In a war, psychological warfare often played a prominent role. The more real it seemed, the greater the likelihood it was fake.

Alas, Si Wuya was truly not playing mind games right now. He shrugged helplessly. "Karol, do you think a Nine-leaf cultivator needs to resort to petty tricks?"

At this moment, one of the deputies said, "Si Wuya, do you really think that General Karol is all brawn but no brains? I'll answer that question of yours." He took two steps forward before he continued to say in a loud voice, "It's only natural for the Nine-leaf cultivator to stay in the Divine Capital… I'm not afraid to tell you this... As soon as the Nine-leaf cultivator leaves the Divine Capital, there will surely be Eight-leaf cultivators sneaking into the Imperial city to kill everyone there. Before this, the Divine Capital was guarded by the eight great generals and that dog of an emperor, how could the Nine-leaf cultivator dare to leave? In any case, if there really is a Nine-leaf cultivator here, all he has to do is to summon his avatar. We will surely retreat. There's no need to waste so many words." His words that were laced with Primal Qi traveled far, reaching the people at the back as well.

Mingshi Yin turned and said, "Master, show them your avatar. Let's scare them witless!"

The others looked at Lu Zhou as well. They were looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to summon his avatar.

In a war, the best scenario was one where they could break the spirits of their enemies without actually fighting.

Lu Zhou glanced at Mingshi Yin from the corners of his eyes. 'Is this rascal starting to forget his place just because things have been going smoothly for him recently? I'm down to my last Disguise Card. Even if I use it, it won't be because you told me to. Do you take me as a joke?'

Mingshi Yin instantly knew what his master's look meant. He hastily turned around and shouted, "Bullsh*t! Who do you think you are to witness my master's avatar? Master, I request for permission to fight!"

Lu Zhou said nothing. He merely waved his sleeve.

Mingshi Yin leaped out after he obtained his master's permission.

The minds of men were strange. The more one acted like this, the more they would think one was lying!

The deputy general guffawed. "Are you infuriated from the shame of being exposed? General, I request for permission to engage in battle."

"Go! Make it quick."

"Understood!" The first deputy charged forward.

Si Wuya shook his head helplessly and stepped aside. He had done his best to negotiate.

Lu Zhou could have made a move. However, if there really was a 1,000,000-men army on the other side of Heaven's Moat, how could he wipe them out? That would take too much extraordinary power. The better way to go about this was to take out their leader. That was how wars were fought.

The deputy was halfway into the battleground when he pushed away lightly from the ground and launched himself into the air. He advanced to meet Mingshi Yin in the air.

Whizz!

Mingshi Yin summoned his avatar! A Two-leaf Golden Lotus spun in the air.

When he saw the Two-leaf Golden Lotus, the deputy scoffed and jeered. "That's it? I'll take you out with one strike!" He folded his palms together. An ax-shaped energy seal shot toward Mingshi Yin.

With the agility increase from his Two-leaf Golden Lotus, Mingshi Yin held his Separation Hook in a backhand grip and pressed forward. He slashed at the shining golden ax.

Karol shouted, "Don't underestimate your opponent!"

The deputy understood. He said gruffly, "I know you're concealing your strength! Die!"

The ax suddenly enlarged to thrice its original size.

At the same time, the wolf king's arms appeared on the deputy's arms. The avatar merged with him instantly.

There was no Golden Lotus!

Mingshi Yin was surprised. He continued swinging his Separation Hook.

"Fourth brother!"

"Mister Fourth!"

Bam!

The Separation Hook drew across the ax!

At the same time, the ax moved toward Mingshi Yin's avatar.

The two of them shot past each other in just an instant!

A crisp sound rang in the air. Who managed to land a blow?

The two opponents' backs faced each other.

The battle had ended with a single strike.

Everyone's eyes were trained on the two opponents, waiting for the outcome.

Who won?

Mingshi Yin did not move. His back was still turned on the Roulian deputy general.

The Roulian deputy general turned around and laughed. "You think you can defeat me? What a joke!" He turned around. His wolf king avatar disappeared.

"Fourth Senior Brother!" Si Wuya cried out.

Si Wuya was about to step in when a cracking sound rang in the air when the deputy general took two steps forward. Soon enough, his cracked armor fell to the ground.

"Hm?"

Blood gushed out from a wound!

"You!" The Roulian deputy general raised his arms and looked at Mingshi Yin's shoulders.

Mingshi Yin wiped his Separation Hook with his sleeve.

From the Roulian deputy general's viewpoint as he dropped forward, he could see a miniature Golden Lotus in Mingshi Yin's sleeve. It only lasted a second since Mingshi Yin had suppressed it. He did not know the exact height or the exact number of leaves, but he was sure there were, at least, six leaves! Soon after, a gurgling sound rang in the air as blood continued to surge out from the wound on his throat, and he fell forward on the ground.

Thud!

The Roulain deputy general was no longer breathing.

Mingshi Yin cleaned his Separation Hook. He looked up and said tonelessly, "Next..."