My Disciples Are All Villains - Chapter 1697

Lu Zhou’s expression remained the same when he heard the words of flattery. Although it was tiresome to listen to, it could not be avoided. He did not care if this group of people genuinely admired him or if they only feared him as long as he achieved his goals. The most important thing to him was achieving his goals.

After Lu Zhou determined there was nothing of value here, he asked, “Apart from the Heavenly Dao Flag, which of my belongings are in the congregation?”

Lu Zhou had worded his question very tactfully, and the two cult leaders were aware of this.

Cult Leader Zhou replied truthfully, “Your belongings are all precious treasures. It’s already a miracle that we were able to find the painting and the Ancestral Jade. When the cult master and Cult Leader Yan return, I’ll ask them if they have any of your treasures and ask them to return them to you.”

Then, Cult Leader Chu chimed in, ” Most of the things in Grand Mystic Mountain are now with the Sacred Temple.”

Cult Leader Chu did not directly

Lu Zhou nodded and walked down the stairs with his hands on his back to the duo. Then, he gently placed his hands on the duo’s shoulders.

As soon as Lu Zhou’s hands touched the duo’s shoulders, they trembled as though a mountain had been placed on their shoulders.

“Not only do you know me, but you know the temple very well too,” Lu Zhou said calmly.

Cult Leader Zhou said guiltily, “It’s all just rumors, and it’s not worth mentioning.”

Lu Zhou patted the duo’s shoulders again. Although there was no Primal Qi or any other energy, his hands felt extremely heavy and overbearing, causing the duo to tremble. Finally, he said, “I still have important matters to attend to. Remember my words well.”

Cult Leaders Zhou and Chu kneeled on the ground with solemn expressions on their faces.

“Lord Unholy One, as long as you will it, the entire Nihilist Congregation is willing to follow you. Please don’t leave.”

Lu Zhou looked at them silently before he flew out of the hall.

After a moment, Lu Zhou’s dignified voice swept into the hall from the distant horizon, shaking everyone’s hearts.

“I’ll leave the flag here for the time being.”

Everyone kneeled and cried out, “Farewell, my lord!”

They were not certain if the Unholy One had truly left or not so they kneeled for a long time before they finally dared to raise their heads to look at the horizon. When they confirmed he had left, they finally sighed in relief. Many of them even sat on the ground limply.

Cult Leaders Zhou and Chu who had been on edge the entire time finally relaxed and slumped to the ground. It took them a long time before they finally calmed down. They felt as though they were dreaming. After a long time had passed, they looked at each other.

Many core disciples had also gathered at the entrance of the hall at this time.

Cult Leader Zhou rubbed his eyes and asked, “Was I dreaming?”

“No. He’s returned.”

“How’s this possible? Isn’t it impossible to resurrect the dead?” Cult Leader Zhou asked.

Cult Leader Chu rose to his feet with great difficulty and said, “Not necessarily. Do you still remember the cult master’s words? He said that the Unholy One once studied ways to achieve eternal life. The matter of resurrection is inseparable from that study. They all have something to do with life and death, after all. If you remember, the congregation once found clues in the black lotus domain that indicated the Unholy One was alive.”

Cult Leader Zhou sighed. “It’s a pity no one believed it at that time.”

“I believe he’s returned for a while now, but everyone dismissed the signs…”

“According to your words, it was true that the Unholy One fought Emperor Tu Wei in Dunzang?”

“In hindsight, it’s so obvious. Who else would be able to kill Emperor Tu Wei?” Cult Leader Chu said with a hint of admiration. Then, he said, “Perhaps, a blood storm is about to land on the Great Void.”

“Cult Leader Du is really unlucky,” Cult Leader Zhou said as he shook his head.

Cult Leader Chu scoffed. “Fortunately, this was not the time when the Unholy One was still the Master of Grand Mystic Mountain. Otherwise, our entire congregation would have been implicated because of Du Chun! He deserves to die!”

Cult Leader Zhou nodded. Then, he pointed at the four blood shamans and said, “From now, Du Chun’s name will not be spoken in the congregation. Du Chun’s division will be disbanded, and its members will be assimilated to the remaining three divisions.”

“Understood.”

…

For two days, the members of the Nihilist Congregation did not dare to leave the ancient ruins without permission.

On the third day.

In the Nihilism Hall.

Cult Leaders Zhou and Chu were chatting when a disciple suddenly rushed in from outside.

“I have a report. Cult Leader Yan has returned!”

The duo stood up with expressions of joy on their faces. After waiting for so many days, the other party had finally returned.

Cult Leader Chu said, “Inform the Unholy One immediately!”

“There’s no rush. Let’s wait for Cult Leader Yan first.”

“Very well.”

Soon enough, Cult Leader Yan, or Yan Guichen, who was dressed in a gray robe walked into the hall. He had a tall and majestic figure, and he looked to be in high spirits at this moment. He laughed and said, “Brothers! I haven’t seen both of you in a while! I’ve missed both of you very much.”

Cult Leader Chu said with a smile, “Brother Yan, you’re glowing! It seems like you’ve gained a lot from your trip.”

“Of course!”

Yan Guichen took a seat across from the duo and drank straight from the teapot before he said happily, “Guess what treasure I found this time?”

Cult Leaders Zhou and Chu looked at each other and shook their heads.

Cult Leader Chu asked, “It can’t be the Unholy One’s treasure, right?”

Yan Guichen laughed. “Something like that…”

Cult Leaders Chu and Zhou instinctively took a few steps back at the same time. They looked at Yan Guichen with fearful and nervous expressions on their faces. At this moment, they really wished they could sever all ties with Yan Guichen.