Chapter 1361 - Killing Disciples to Attain the Dao?

Chapter 1361: Killing Disciples to Attain the Dao?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lu Zhou could feel the flow of the divine power, granting him exceptional eyesight and hearing. Every blade of grass, tree, mountain, and river in Golden Court Mountain did not escape his eyes and ears. However, these were clearly illusions. The divine power had never failed him before. How could he not be shocked by its failure now?

“Master, you’ve grown old!”

At this time, Yu Zhenghai ran over, brandishing his saber. In just a blink of an eye, there were multiple clones of Yu Zhenghai surrounding him.

Lu Zhou looked at the figures around him. He closed his eyes and reminded himself again, “These are all illusions.”

When he opened his eyes, he discovered Yu Zhenghai’s energy sabers were shooting toward him. Illusions or not, he could clearly sense the danger from the energy sabers. He hurriedly dodged the energy sabers.

Bang!

The energy sabers landed on Golden Court Mountain.

Lu Zhou reappeared behind Yu Zhenghai and struck with his palm again. As soon as the palm seal landed on Yu Zhenghai’s body, he felt his energy churning and surging in his Dantian’s sea of Qi.

This time, Yu Zhenghai vanished after he was sent flying back.

‘What a ropeway…’ Lu Zhou surveyed his surroundings, looking for a way to shatter the illusion. Alas, no matter how hard he searched, he could not find any flaws. If this were a Formation, then it had to be the most perfect formation in the world.

He unleashed his grand technique and flashed up to the Evil Sky Pavilion. He swept past the eastern, southern, northern, and western pavilions. They were deserted.

Everything looked so real that for a moment he wondered if the Sky Hook Ropeway was a dream instead.

‘I have to be quick. Otherwise, it’s going to get harder to distinguish truths from lies,’ Lu Zhou thought to himself.

Lu Zhou used the divine power again, but it was useless.

In the end, he returned to the foot of Golden Court Mountain with his golden lotus.

“Master…”

When he turned around, he saw Yu Zhenghai kneeling on the ground with bare arms and a face full of scars.

Lu Zhou walked over. He knew this Yu Zhenghai was fake.

As he swept past Yu Zhenghai, Yu Zhenghai kowtowed loudly as he cried out, “Master, I beg you!”

Lu Zhou ignored Yu Zhenghai and continued looking for flaws in the surroundings. Again, he found nothing.

When he turned around, Yu Zhenghai was still kneeling on the ground. He looked like a teenager now. His eyes brimmed with tears, his face was stained with blood, and his body was riddled with wounds. This was Yu Zhenghai’s appearance when he had joined the Evil Sky Pavilion. He only had a vague memory of it, but today, it was clearly displayed before his eyes.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yu Zhenghai kowtowed loudly thrice. “Master! I want to kill them to seek revenge!”

The stars changed as time passed. Everything seemed to have returned to the past. Was this an illusion or a dream? Was this his inner demon? Could inner demons be so real? Did he travel back in time?

When a gentle breeze blew past his ears, he clenched his hands, drawing blood.

‘Killing a disciple to attain the Dao?’

Lu Zhou flashed and appeared in front of Yu Zhenghai. He reminded himself again, ‘This isn’t my disciple. This is my inner demon.”

He would kill this fake disciple to attain the Dao. He would slaughter everyone who stood in his way.

When he raised his hand, Yu Zhenghai raised his head, revealing his still tender face. Disbelief flashed in his eyes when he saw his master’s raised hand. He called out, unsure, “Master?”

‘Don’t let the inner demon distract you…’

The golden palm seal shot out before it stopped half an inch away from Yu Zhenghai’s face.

Lu Zhou’s hand trembled slightly. He sighed before he said, “If I help you, I’ll harm you. If you want to seek revenge, you’ll have to rely on yourself. If you’re incapable of that, I can’t help you.”

Yu Zhenghai continued to kowtow.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

“You have to grow stronger; you have to cultivate. You have to bear the humiliation and the burden. Only when you suffer will you be able to grow,” Lu Zhou said.

Yu Zhenghai muttered to himself, “Only when you suffer will you be able to grow. Bear the burden… Bear the humiliation…”

At this moment, a disapproving voice rang from the forest. “Eldest Senior Brother, can you bear the suffering?”

Yu Shangrong, dressed in a green robe as always, flew over with movements as light as a swallow.

When Lu Zhou turned to look at Yu Zhenghai again, Yu Zhenghai was an adult again. At this time, he drew his Jasper Saber and started fighting fiercely with Yu Shangrong.

“Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, stop fighting!” Duanmu Sheng cried out as he flew over from afar.

Bang! Bang!

An energy saber and energy sword sent Duanmu Sheng flying back at the same time. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground before he called out for help, “Master…”

Lu Zhou frowned.

One by one, figures appeared at the foot of Golden Court Mountain.

Mingshi Yin said, “It has nothing to do with me.”

Zhao Yue shook her head and said, “Let’s fight. Once the winner is decided, this will be resolved.”

Ye Tianxin, Si Wuya, Zhu Honggong, Little Yuan’er, and Conch appeared one after another. Their expressions were complicated; each of them harbored their own thoughts.

All of his disciples had joined the Evil Sky Pavilion at different times. It was impossible for all of them to appear at the same time. Lu Zhou closed his eyes before opening them again, reminding himself they were just illusions.

The scene changed again.

He was in the hall in the Evil Sky Pavilion. He looked at his appearance; he had white hair. This was his appearance when he had first transmigrated over. After a short moment, his disciples’ voices drifted into the hall.

“Why isn’t master dead yet?”

“I didn’t obtain the Overlord Spear so how could I leave?”

“Senior brother, isn’t this a bad idea?”

“Junior sister, you’re still young. Master only cultivated us so he could kill us to sprout the ninth leaf!”

“…”

Lu Zhou rose from the ground and rushed out of the hall. In just a second, he arrived at the foot of the mountain again.

Energy seals exploded, sending ten people flying back at the same time.

Lu Zhou landed on the ground, wondering if he was really going to have to kill his disciples to attain the Dao.

“Master, why don’t you do it?”

“Didn’t you want to kill all of you?”

“Master!”

“If you don’t kill us, we’ll kill you!”

Yu Zhenghai, Yu Shangrong, Duanmu Sheng, and the others leaped into the air.

Lu Zhou swept his eyes past them and said in a deep voice, “Impudent!”

Boom!

Ten people were sent flying back once again.

At the same time, Lu Zhou felt his Dantian’s sea of Qi growing more and more restless. When he raised his head, he saw his ten disciples were flying back again. Just like that, he continued to send his disciples flying back.

The intense backlash put a huge pressure on his Dantian’s sea of Qi. He felt as though his strength was being drained out of his heart.

At this moment, a voice rang in his mind. “You only have two choices: kill or be killed.”

Lu Zhou. “?”

He raised his head and looked at his disciples who were flying over from all directions.

Then, the mysterious voice rang again from another direction. “You have the Impeccable Body. This means your Venerable Master Trial is ten times harder than others.”

Lu Zhou flicked his sleeve, sending his ten disciples flying. This time, the backlash caused him to grunt before spitting out blood. After that, he raised his head and asked, “How’s it impeccable?”

“No one knows. Only you have the answer. I can’t see your heart so I can’t help you with your inner demons.”

…

At the southern and northern Soaring Peaks.

Everyone looked at Lu Zhou in surprise.

Naturally, what they were seeing was different from what Lu Zhou was seeing.

At this moment, they saw Lu Zhou spitting a mouthful of blood as he stood still in the middle of the ropeway.

The fierce wind howled as snow fell heavily.

Lu Zhou seemed like he was losing to his inner demon, lost in the illusion.

A young cultivator said worriedly, “He seems to be dying…”

“I hope he makes it! To be able to cross half the ropeway, I really admire him!”

“That’s right! It’s impressive enough that he crossed half of the ropeway! Even if he fails, he’s likely to succeed in a few tries! I feel really lucky being able to witness the birth of a new Venerable Master!”

The path of cultivation was long. All cultivators longed for was to become strong. Seeing Lu Zhou, they could not help but root for him.

Even the bookie was staring at Lu Zhou with a burning gaze as though he was cheering Lu Zhou on. After seeing the Lu Zhou spitting out blood and injuring his Dantian’s sea of Qi, he said, “Send two people to wait below the ropeway.”

“Okay, I’ll go.”

Two young men flew below the Sky Hook Ropeway. As soon as Lu Zhou fell, they would catch him.

…

At the same time.

At the foot of ‘Golden Court Mountain’, Lu Zhou watched as his ten disciples flew toward him again.