Chapter 375 The Evil Extermination Plan

The cloud-splitting chariot continued forward at a uniform speed. It was like a canoe in the water. The long tail that usually trailed behind it disappeared as well.

Lu Ping was the youngest elder of the Luo Sect. Although he was more skilled in refining and forging weapons, steering the flying chariot was not an issue for him. Aside from the withered trees and plants, everything seemed normal.

After observing the land, it seemed like withered greeneries occurred in patches.

Lu Ping flashed a smile that he felt showed his determination to serve the bosses well. He looked behind. After observing them for some time, he noticed that the youngest disciple seemed to be the purest and easiest to talk to. Hence, he brightened his smile even more and asked softly, “M-miss Ninth, what do you think of my chariot flying skill?”

Little Yuan’er rolled her eyes at him and said, “It’s mediocre.” If this were in the past, she would have slapped Lu Ping instantly if he had asked her such a question. However, after listening to Mingshi Yin’s words, she felt that he had a point. Therefore, she gave Lu Ping a perfunctory answer.

“Huh? Mediocre?” Lu Ping scratched his head. “That can’t be. The flying chariot had only jolted twice. Everything else went smoothly. Why is she giving me such a low rating?’ “You’re a far cry compared to my Fourth Senior Brother,” Little Yuan’er said.

Lu Ping glanced at Mingshi Yin who was standing beside him. He wondered inwardly, ‘Good gracious, even the Evil Sky Pavilion’s Mister Fourth is tasked with manning the helm? Looks like this is honorable labor!’

Mingshi Yin observed the withered area below. He said, “Master, the withered area seems to thin up ahead.”

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded.

At this moment, Leng Luo, who was also observing this with his hands on his back as he stood beside Lu Zhou said, “This looks fishy... Did someone do this?”

Pan Litian remembered the scenery he saw in the Black Forest. He remembered that everything had withered after the great fire ran its course. “I suspect that someone is trying to go against the will of the heavens and borrow some years.”

The bosses were finally discussing a high-end topic. Lu Ping immediately perked his ears up. He listened to their conversation carefully and seriously.

Lu Zhou said, “Many have tried to borrow life from the heavens throughout history. None of them ended well.”

Throughout the history of the cultivation world, many cultivators came up with various methods to extend their lives... These individuals did not have the fortune to attain the Eight-leaf cultivation base, and yet, they experienced the ill effects of the Eight-leaf stage.

“Master, shall I go down and investigate?” Mingshi Yin asked.

“No need.” Lu Zhou looked in the direction of the Evil Sky Pavilion and said, “Let’s return to the Evil Sky Pavilion for now.”

The Nether Sect’s branch in Yi Province.

Yu Zhenghai pointed at the western side of the map and said, “Yi Province is mostly under the Nether Sect’s control. Wei Zhuoyan’s men are weak... Yi Zhou will belong to the Nether Sect in less than a month.”

Si Wuya said, “Wei Zhuoyan was ordered to quell the disturbance, but it’s a shame that he’s not the real commander-in-chief of the three armies. However, we must be careful about Li Jingyi...”

“You have a point, junior brother. This Li JIngyi has made her move twice... She’s skilled, indeed,” Yu Zhenghai said.

“There’s nothing to worry about Wei Zhuoyan’s troops... but...” Si Wuya pointed at Lou Lan.

“The Other Tribes?” Yu Zhenghai frowned slightly.

“If Lou Lan manages to sneak in while Yi Province is in turmoil, we’ll be fighting on two fronts,” Si Wuya said.

Yu Zhenghai nodded, “In that case, we’ll assign some men to guard...” He trailed off suddenly. When he thought about fighting on two fronts, he suddenly asked, “Any news from the Evil Sky Pavilion?”

Si Wuya said, “Initially, the Noble Path was looking for an opportunity to launch their new evil extermination plan after the barrier’s disappearance...”

Yu Zhenghai smiled mockingly. “New evil extermination plan? They want to kill master?”

Si Wuya nodded lightly and said, “However, Second Senior Brother’s relationship with master seems to have taken a turn for the better. They’ve made up.”

When Yu Zhenghai heard this, he frowned deeply as he sat down.

With Yu Shangrong’s return to the Evil Sky Pavilion, the Noble Path would not dare to make any rash moves.

Smack!

Yu Zhenghai suddenly slammed his fist onto the table before himself, cracking it. He snorted and said, “I shouldn’t have shown him mercy... I’ve said early on that Second Junior Brother has a personality problem. Do you believe me now?”

‘Uh...’ Si Wuya was slightly taken aback. ‘What does this have to do with me?’ Then, he said, “Second Senior Brother has made a hit list. It contains the names of the people who attacked Golden Court Mountain back then. Anyone whose name is on the list will have their souls reaped by the sword.”

Yu Zhenghai said disapprovingly, “He’s bound to lose with that attitude of his... Does he think that nothing in the world can touch him just because he’s at the Eight-leaf stage?”

If there had been no such thing as Formations, barriers, or pills, the Nether Sect would have conquered every sect in the world and unified them.

For instance, Yu Zhenghai had studied the Ten Terminal Formation in the Divine Capital for many years and had yet to find a way around

“Eldest Senior Brother... It’s better to deal with the present for now. When we’ve taken Yi Province, I suggest... that we continue northward and conquer Liang Province as well,” Si Wuya said.

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhenghai was delighted. He said, “Sure!” He walked up and gave Si Wuya’s shoulder a heavy pat as he said, “I don’t have to worry about not being able to conquer the world with you by my side, junior brother.”

The Mausoleum of Swords.

Inside the pitch-black Sword Mausoleum, the only source of light was a round opening above, through which a weak beam of the sunlight streamed in.

Two black figures stood outside the Seven Terminal Formation. They looked at the Sword Formation, which was operating perfectly.

“Are you sure... this will help me reach the Nine-leaf stage?” one of the black figures asked as he looked at the corpses strewn about the Sword Formation.

The other black figure replied in a raspy voice after he chuckled, “Do you think the Nine-leaf stage is as common as white rice? Do you think it’s something that can be obtained by everyone? Nay, it’s not quite possible to attain the Nine-leaf stage, but... you can win against an Eight-leaf opponent.”

“Ba Ma, if you can’t do it, don’t simply make empty promises! You gave me your word!”

“Zhang Yuanshan... You’re on Yu Shangrong’s list. You have no choice! If you’re having second thoughts, you can leave now!” Ba Ma said domineeringly.

The person next to Ba Ma was none other than Zhang Yuanshan, the Sect Master of the Righteous Sect.

After the Righteous Sect was wiped out, Zhang Yuanshan had nowhere to go. He did not have many connections to begin with, and now, he was the target of public scorn. When he found out that he was on Yu Shangrong’s hit list, he lost his appetite and could not sleep at night. When he saw many powerful cultivators being slain by the elusive Sword Devil, Yu Shangrong, he had fallen into despair.

“Fine.” Zhang Yuanshan said contemptuously as he glared at Ba Ma.

“I’ve spent my whole life studying this... I’ve gathered life energy with witchcraft. We’re on the same boat, you and I. Believe me!” Ba Ma said confidently.

“What am I doing here, then?” Zhang Yuanshan had difficulty understanding this. Ba Ma said nothing. He raised his hand slowly. Streaks of purple energy amassed within the Seven Terminal Formation. The Sword Formation in the air did not seem to react to this.

“This is the point of greatest Yang. An expert must’ve cultivated here. Alas, I couldn’t find him. However...” With a sudden change of tone, he pointed at a corpse inside the Seven Terminal Formation and said, “That will do.”

“A corpse?” Zhang Yuanshan was baffled.

Creak! Creak!

The corpse moved.

“Puppeteering Technique!” Zhang Yuanshan was shocked.

“He was a Buddhist elite...” Ba Ma sensed the corpse’s condition.

“What are you going to do?” Zhang Yuanshan asked.

Ba Ma looked at Zhang Yuanshan and said, “I’ll use up all the life energy to boost your power. Remember, you only have two to three chances.”

A look of contempt flashed past Zhang Yuanshan’s eyes as he nodded.