Pan Litian’s words effectively stomped on the hope that had just begun to bloom in You Hongyi and the others’ hearts.
You Hongyi wore an incredulous expression on her face. She shook her head, seemingly in a daze, as she said, “Elder Pan, you…”
Before You Hongyi could finish her sentence, Pan Litian shouted, “Silence!”
His shout startled You Hongyi and the others.
Lu Zhou was surprised that Pan Litian had such steely resolve. Well, this was beneficial to him. From now on, Pan Litian would serve the Evil Sky Pavilion. Pan Litian would definitely be a great asset to the Evil Sky Pavilion.
At this moment, Leng Luo suddenly said, “The Clarity Sect’s current predicament is largely caused by Mo Qi, the sect master. Moreover, he was controlled by Mo Li from the palace. This has little to nothing to do with You Hongyi. I propose that we let them go.” In his eyes, there were only Mo Li and Mo Qi.
Upon hearing Leng Luo’s words, Pan Litian cupped his fists at Leng Luo. This was something he had never done before.
Lu Zhou’s expression did not change, but he complained inwardly, ‘Do I really look like such an evil and ruthless person to them?’ He did not intend to waste his time here or hold this against You Hongyi and the others.
Lu Zhou was about to speak when Little Yuan’er pointed at the flying chariot above the main altar and said, “Master, the Nether Sect’s Four Great Protectors are running away…”
When Duanmu Sheng saw this, he glared at them angrily. He bowed and said, “I’m willing to steer the cloud-splitting chariot and pursue that traitor!”
Lu Zhou leaped onto the cloud-splitting chariot. He glanced at the people on the ground before he said, “Let’s go.”
After that, Lu Zhou turned to look at the Nether Sect’s flying chariot that was speeding into the distance. They might not be able to catch up to it now. After all, the Nether Sect’s flying chariot was powered by four elites. On top of that, the cloud-splitting chariot was still in the forest. This would surely slow their speed as well.
Little Yuan’er hastily flew up to the flying chariot, not forgetting to pull a face at You Hongyi while she was at it. Then, she stuck out her tongue after she said, “I’ll spare your lives on Elder Pan’s account…”
Pan Litian, “…” He coughed before he finally said, “Little girl, that’s not the way to use a heaven-grade weapon.”
“Huh?”
“Regardless if it’s a heaven-grade weapon or an earth-grade weapon, once it acknowledges its owner, a bond would be formed between the owner and the weapon. The deeper the bond, the greater the weapon’s strength. I saw you using your weapon earlier. Your movements were great, and it seemed powerful, but it’s not refined…” He reached for the gourd bottle on his waist and pulled the cork out before he placed the cork on his palm. He said, “Try and lift this.”
Little Yuan’er said, “That’s easy…” She waved her hand. The Nirvana Sash moved nimbly as it flew toward Pan Litian’s palm.
The Nirvana Sash easily wrapped around the cork. Little Yuan’er made a face that clearly showed she did not think much of this task.
“Put it back.” Pan Litian raised the gourd bottle. It was clear he wanted her to put the cork back into the bottle.
Little Yuan’er controlled her Nirvana Sash and moved it toward the bottle…
Bam!
She failed.
Bam!
She failed again.
Little Yuan’er was beginning to feel annoyed. She conjured up her Primal Qi. The Nirvana Sash danced in the air around her as though she was trying to kill someone.
Bam!
She failed a third time.
The task seemed simple enough, but she could not put the cork back on the bottle. How strange!
Even Leng Luo was attracted by the activity He looked on, amused.
Little Yuan’er said indignantly, “What’s this? Are you deliberately doing this to make fun of me?”
Pan Litian shook his head. He took the cork from the sash and manually recorked the bottle. Then, he flicked his thumb, and the cork shot out with a pop. He caught the cork with his hand as he said, “Human hands are one of the best weapons… You’ll only be able to say you’ve mastered your weapon when you can control the Nirvana Sash as well as you can control your hands.”
Pan Litian had referred to his hands as a weapon. In a way, he was right.
Little Yuan’er pouted and said, “I don’t believe you. The only person I believe is my master.” After she finished speaking, she moved toward Lu Zhou.
Pan Litian shook his head helplessly. Now that he was without his cultivation base, even if he genuinely wanted to impart his knowledge to her, he was not convincing enough. Moreover, she was a disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion. It seemed like he had overstepped his bounds by doing this. In the end, he cupped his fists at Lu Zhou and said, “I’ve been rude. Do forgive me.”
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, “It doesn’t matter.”
Pan Litian was the first elite of the Clarity Sect after all. He was a man from Leng Luo’s generation. His knowledge and experience could not be compared to the younger generation. It was good that he was willing to instruct the juniors. Moreover, Lu Zhou did not spend much effort teaching his disciples before this.
Lu Zhou looked at Little Yuan’er as he said, “What Elder Pan said is right… Indeed, your mastery of your weapon can be more refined Thanks to Elder Pan’s reminder, I’ll spend more time to teach all of you when we return to the Evil Sky Pavilion.”
“Thank you, master!” Little Yuan’er said happily.
Lu Zhou looked at the gourd bottle in Pan Litian’s hands and asked, “Heaven-grade?”
Pan Litian was slightly stunned. He nodded and said, “Good eye.” Leng Luo spoke in his hoarse voice, “Wine Gourd… I’m impressed.”
“I was lucky. The Blackwood Forest burned for 49 days, and this is the only one left.” Pan Litian raised the wine gourd in satisfaction and took another swig from it. To think that the insignificant-looking wine gourd was a heaven-grade weapon. It was not easy for him to retain his weapon after he had lost his cultivation base.
The cloud-splitting chariot traveled out of the forest and flew at a high altitude, leaving a meteor-like tail in its wake as it chased after the Nether Sect’s flying chariot.
However, the Nether Sect’s flying chariot disappeared among the clouds and vanished without a trace.
Duanmu Sheng said, “Master, it’s slightly difficult to catch up since the Four Great Protectors are powering the flying chariot at the same time…”
“Third Senior Brother, allow me!” Little Yuan’er said.
A flying chariot depended on the person manning the helm and the others who powered it in the cabin. The higher the cultivation bases of the people powering the flying chariot, the faster the speed would be.
Naturally, Lu Zhou was aware of this. However, he said, “It doesn’t matter. Yu Zhenghai has been hit with my mantra. He’ll show up on his own sooner or later. Stop chasing after them…”
Yu Zhenghai would never be able to achieve his dreams without his strength and cultivation base. Apart from that, how was he going to keep the Four Great Protectors in check?
“Huh?”
Lu Zhou’s expression was calm as he said, “Return to the Evil Sky Pavilion.”
Meanwhile, in an unfamiliar forest.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves and shone on Si Wuya’s bare body, creating a combination of light and shadow. At this moment, he was leaning against a tree stump. A helpless expression could be seen on his face as he looked down at the word, ‘bind’, that was on his chest. It seemed to be etched on his skin and was the color of blood. He looked up and saw Yu Zhenghai’s back.
Yu Zhenghai was sitting on a tree stump in a dignified manner. He held the Jasper Saber in his right hand after he stabbed it into the ground to support himself. He appeared unruffled, but a trace of blood could be seen on the corner of his lips.
“Binding Mantra… Master sure has many tricks up his sleeves,” Si Wuya said with a helpless smile on his face.
“It must’ve been hard on you, Seventh Junior Brother,” Yu Zhenghai said as he looked ahead.
“We’re brothers… There’s no need to be so polite. I’m to blame as well for being careless. I thought that by luring master away on Kui Niu, you’ll have the chance to end You Hongyi and the others. What a shame…” Si Wuya said.
