My Disciples Are All Villains

Chapter 79: Intelligent Mingshi Yin

Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he shook his head slightly. Leng Luo was 200 years younger than Ji Tiandao. However, 300 years ago, Leng Luo was a great villain who committed every evil act imaginable. He was notorious for his cunning in the cultivation world. He burned, killed, robbed, and looted everywhere he went while humiliating others. However, this person usually operated alone and never worked with anyone else. He had committed many evil deeds on his own. He managed to escape with his life intact even though thousands of cultivators had gone against him. This earned him the top spot on the blacklist.

Ji Tiandao had fought this person to a draw previously. Although Ji Tiandao was older than Leng Luo, at that time, he had not reached the peak of his power yet. After he had reached the pinnacle of power, Ji Tiandao began accepting disciples with a vengeance. The name of Golden Court Mountain’s Evil Sky Pavilion shocked and resounded in the world. Soon after, Ji Tiandao rose to the top of the blacklist. It was at that time that Leng Luo seemed to have vanished without a trace.

In this world, only accomplished cultivators were able to live for more than 300 years. It was only natural that the younger generation had never heard of Leng Luo.

300 years ago, this person was at the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm with a Six-leaf Golden Lotus Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar. Now that 300 years had passed, what was his cultivation base like? Even if he made no progress over the centuries, he was certainly stronger than Mingshi Yin who had just recently attained his Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar. He was not someone Mingshi Yin could defeat.

Lu Zhou said solemnly, “Send word to Old Fourth. That man is extremely dangerous. Tell him to be careful.”

“Extremely dangerous?”

When Little Yuan’er heard this, she blinked and asked, “Master, should we summon Fourth Senior Brother back?”

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, “There’s no need for that.”

Mingshi Yin was a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm expert, after all. After spending so many years being tormented by Ji Tiandao, he now had the character of a loach.

When the Righteous Sect and Heavenly Sword Sect elites besieged Golden Court Mountain previously, even Lu Zhou’s third disciple, Duanmu Sheng, was captured. However, Mingshi Yin managed to stay free. Moreover, all he was supposed to do was pass on a message to Leng Luo. Even if there was a trap laid out, it would be difficult for people to capture a disciple like Mingshi Yin. If Lu Zhou did not have item cards, he would not even be able to control Mingshi Yin.

Lu Zhou thought to himself, ‘Leng Luo might have attained a Seven-leaf or even an Eight-leaf avatar by now. However, any higher than that, I’m afraid it’s very unlikely!’ He was quite concerned about the skills and hidden tricks that Leng Luo, or as he was currently known, Fang Xiuwen, had gained after 300 years.

…

A day later. In the Eastern Capital that was also known as Upper Prime City.

A troop of mounted soldiers in black armor and dark masks rode their huge stallions along the street.

The commoners scattered to the side, making way for the troops. They did not dare to get in the way of the troops.

Some of the cultivators would glance at them from a distance before going about their own businesses.

Nobody dared to offend these black people on mounts.

The soldiers stopped at Upper Prime City’s gates.

At the front of the troop, three mounted black knights were at the lead. They were clearly different from the others.

These three men were rumored to be among four of the most powerful black knights. Collectively, they were known as the Four Dark Knights. They each had their specialized talent and had a profound cultivation base. Nobody knew the extent of their strength.

The first black knight asked, “How long is Old Third going to take?”

“Old Third’s archery is peerless under the heavens. Any target that’s unfortunate to fall into his radar will definitely die. It shouldn’t be difficult for him to kill the traitor of the Upper Prime City.”

“Our mission in the Upper Prime City can be considered as completed. The four of us should drink to our hearts’ content when we return to the Divine Capital.”

“I hope the leader will be satisfied.”

At this moment, they heard the sound of whistling from a sailing arrow.

Whoosh!

With a loud thud, the arrow embedded itself on the city’s gates. A human head was attached to the arrow.

The three black knights did not seem surprised or frightened. They only nodded in satisfaction.

“As expected of Old Third!”

“His archery is truly peerless under the heavens.”

The black knights looked toward the end of the street. A black knight was speeding toward them with a bow and a quiver of arrows on his back. This was the black knight, one of the Four Dark Knights, who was most skilled in archery.

The leader of the Four Dark Knights spoke in a deep voice, “Report back to the Divine Capital!”

“Understood!”

The Black Knights paraded majestically out of the city gates.

Hooves thundered on the road, kicking up clouds of dust as the Black Knights sped toward the Divine Capital.

When the troop passed a forest, a peal of cunning and strange laughter resounded in their ears.

Neigh!

The leader of the Four Dark Knights immediately pulled on the reins of his steed before he raised a hand.

The Black Knights were well-trained. They quickly stopped in their tracks. They were well synchronized as well.

When they heard the laughter, Old Third, the one who was skilled with a bow, immediately leaped into the air. He nocked an arrow and looked around his surroundings. If he could see the target, this arrow would send the person to meet his maker.

However, even after the laughter faded away, nobody appeared.

“Who dare block our way?” The leader of the Black Knights said in a deep voice.

For some unknown reason, they were slightly unnerved by this peculiar laughter even though they were used to operating in darkness and tainting their hands with the blood of others.

The laughter rang in the air again.

“Old Third!”

“Roger!”

‘Look for the target from the direction of his laughter.’

Twang!

Old Third of the Four Dark Knights sent his arrow flying through the air in the direction of the laughter, flying into the dense foliage before disappearing. The feathered arrow was shrouded with Primal Qi!

There was no sound at all.

“Did you get him?”

This question was directed at the archer, Old Third.

Only users of the bow would know if the arrow had hit its target.

Old Third had a slight frown on his face. He fell silent for a moment before he finally replied, “No!” An elite could tell by their instincts.

“This person must be a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm elite!”

The black knights behind the Four Dark Knights shuffled around to shift formations.

The laughter rang in the air again. This time, it was accompanied by a mocking statement. “Nice shot.”

A black knight shouted, “Who’s there?!”

The voice rang in the air. “I’m a disciple of Golden Court Mountain’s Evil Sky Pavilion… Where’s the leader of the Black Knights, Fan Xiuwen?”

The Four Dark Knights exchanged glances. Although they were wearing masks, they could feel each other’s astonishment.

There was not a single soul under the heavens who did not know about the Evil Sky Pavilion.

“So, it’s a friend from the Evil Sky Pavilion…”

Upon hearing this, the person laughed before he said derisively, “Friend?” The voice seemed to come from all directions. The trees in the surroundings began to move as well.

“Where is Fan Xiuwen?!” This voice belonged to Mingshi Yin, the Evil Sky Pavilion’s fourth disciple.

Mingshi Yin was not only intelligent, but he was exceptionally cunning. This was a forest, this place was advantageous to his Bluewood Heart Technique. Even a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator with a Six-leaf avatar might not be able to capture him. In this place, he was king!

“The leader is in the Divine Capital, what business do you have with him?”

Mingshi Yin was displeased. He had made many inquiries before he finally found out the Black Knights were on a mission in the Eastern Capital. He had waited here the entire day, certain that the Black Knight would pass by. He thought to himself, I waited the entire day for the Four Dark Knights and a bunch of small fries?’

“Listen up! I’ll give you three days. The Evil Sky Pavilion wants to meet Fan Xiuwen… If he doesn’t show up, your fates will be the same as this tree!”

A towering tree suddenly snapped and fell, crashing toward the Black Knights.

The Black Knights were elite troops. They quickly retreated and dispersed.

The Four Dark Knights wrapped themselves with energy.

Bang!