My Disciples Are All Villains

Chapter 4

Chapter 4: The Attitude of the Villainous Disciples

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The eyes of thousands of cultivators were all focused on Lu Zhou. The stronger experts were trying to sense his energy fluctuation, wanting to find out his real strength. However, they found nothing, as if he were just an ordinary person.

Luo Changfeng's Flash of Heavenly Sword began to gather power, and beams of sword light soon converged together.

"Master..." Little Yuan'er looked worried. Meanwhile, the other three villainous disciples were not as nervous as her, and instead they watched with great interest.

"Don't worry! Master is not going to get himself killed for nothing," said Mingshi Yin, the fourth disciple.

Perhaps their master really had some trump cards. It was just as well to let these people test them out.

Little Yuan'er had no trouble in learning her senior brothers' and sister's intentions. She could tell that from their unconcealed expressions.

But...

Her master was facing the Heavenly Sword Sect's strongest skill, which even a peak expert of the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm dared not to take head-on. It was obviously Luo Changfeng's trap.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhou looked calm, but he was extremely nervous inside. He kept staring at the items on the menu—the peak-form experience card and the critical block card—while paying close attention to the surroundings.

When necessary, he knew that he must use the peak-form experience card. Moreover, he also realized that his four villainous disciples were growing suspicious.

'Ding! A side quest is triggered! The will of others is not ours to see, make the villainous disciples show their true colors.'

Lu Zhou's face flickered when he saw the quest. He was facing enemies from the front and the rear! What a pathetic master he was!

At that moment, Luo Changfeng's Flash of Heavenly Sword finished gathering power.

"Die!"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

A whirlpool of sharp blades shot straight toward Lu Zhou, rolling up strong gusts of wind that blew at the thousands of cultivators, forcing them to narrow their eyes and veil their sights.

"Duck, Master!" Little Yuan'er was shocked.

Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, and Zhao Yue also watched with wide eyes, their faces looking worried. Even if their master were not injured, it would still be a little difficult for him to take the attack head-on. So, why would he do that?

"You can't die right now, old thing!" Duanmu Sheng cried out reflexively as he exchanged a glance with Mingshi Yin and Zhao Yue, their eyebrows frowning. If the other died, those cultivation techniques and weapons would disappear with him.

3Swoosh!

Duanmu Sheng and Zhao Yue bolted over. Just as the hundreds of blades approached, the third and fifth disciples set off huge waves, one heading toward their master and the other toward Luo Changfeng's blades.

"Oh?" Lu Zhou frowned slightly. 'They are indeed villainous disciples. Are they worried that I will bring the treasures to my grave after I die?'

"Master, Retreat!"

The gust of wind sent out by Duanmu Sheng with all his strength pushed the blades off their course by a little, sending them toward the Golden Court Mountain's shield. Even so, the remaining energy still shook Lu Zhou and made him feel sick. He immediately turned around and ran back into the shield in feigned panic.