My Disciples Are All Villains Chapter 715 - If My Master Were Here, Ye Zhen Would Surely Die

Chapter 715: If My Master Were Here, Ye Zhen Would Surely Die

Chapter 715 If My Master Were Here, Ye Zhen Would Surely Die
Ji Fengxing recalled the first time he met Yu Shangrong. In hindsight, he had been foolishly arrogant. To think he had once tried to challenge an elite like Yu Shangrong. If Yu Shangrong had used any one of the techniques he used today, he would have died. When he thought about this, chills ran up his spine.
After casting Primal Restoration, an energy sword returned to Yu Shangrong’s palm. He swung the sword as he stood in the air.
The red and golden opponents streaked across the sky as they clashed.
Wuwu looked up and said, “When I met him, I knew his sword techniques are more powerful than yours, but I didn’t expect him to be so powerful. Senior brother, can you promise me you won’t get mad if I speak my mind?”
“Uh… Can you not speak your mind, then?” Ji Fengxing had a strong hunch that Wuwu’s words were going to be hurtful.
As though she did not hear Ji Fengxing’s words, Wuwu said, “I feel… that you’re unworthy of being big brother’s student.”
“…” Ji Fengxing held onto the railing to stabilize himself after receiving the verbal blow from Wuwu. He said, “I… I’m not angry.”
“There’s also big brother’s Eldest Senior Brother. He’s powerful as well. I think…”
“Stop thinking! I’ll admit it, alright?” Ji Fengxing could no longer take it and interjected, “I really can’t keep up with learning the sword and the saber at the same time.” He sighed after he finished speaking.
Since Ji Fengxing and Wuwu knew the duo had profound cultivation bases, it was obvious their mastery of the sword and the saber must be extraordinary as well. Many cultivators would probably clamor to learn from them, and yet, out of everyone, he was given this opportunity. Alas, he did not have the capability. What could be more hurtful than these words?
…
After dozens of rounds.
The golden and red energies retreated at the same time.
Yu Shangrong remained unscathed. He hovered gracefully in the air as his Longevity Sword returned to his hand. He looked down at the red runes on the Longevity Sword; everything was normal.
On the other hand, Liang Zidao’s arms were numb. Beads of sweat could be seen on his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot. Yu Shangrong’s exceptional combat strength and tenacity had exceeded his expectations. He could hardly believe Yu Shangrong was just an Eight-leaf cultivator. In the end, he stared at Yu Shangrong and asked, “The outcome hasn’t been decided even after such a long fight. Do you intend to continue?”
“Of course.” Since the outcome had not been decided, it was only natural for them to continue.
Liang Zidao said, “What do you say if we end it here? I will consider your suggestion of leaving the Thousand Willow Monastery.”
Tian Buji, Ji Fengxing, and Wuwu were rendered speechless by these words.
There was no such thing as reason in the cultivation world. Reasons were born from the fists.
Yu Zhenghai shook his head, feeling bored.
Yu Shangrong smiled faintly and replied, “My apologies. Opportunities usually don’t come knocking twice.” After he finished speaking, he stepped forward. He held the sword in his right hand and pointed the tip down. With every step he took, a faint golden ripple appeared under his feet.
Yu Zhenghai frowned deeply when he saw this. ‘Junior brother is…’ In his opinion, he had the desolate-grade Jasper Saber and his peak Eight-leaf cultivation base. If he fought seriously, he could defeat an Eight-and-a-half-leaf cultivator. However, he did not expect his Second Junior Brother, with a heaven-grade weapon, to be capable of defeating an Eight-and-a-half-leaf cultivator. To be honest, he was having trouble wrapping his head around this.
Liang Zidao moved forward as well. “Do you really think that I can’t kill you?” As soon as he finished speaking, he launched several beams of red energy. Then, he hastily brought out another pill from his brocade pouch and sent it into his mouth. With no pause in his movement, he fished out a handful of talismans before he finally joined his palms together.
When Liang Zidao separated his palms, the talismans were burning in red flames.
Upon seeing this, Tian Buji cried out loudly, “Watch out! It’s karmic fire generated from talismans!”
The Flying Star House disciples instinctively turned to look at Tian Buji. As expected, the Thousand Willow Monastery was truly colluding with foreign cultivators!
The dozens of cultivators from the Flying Star House closest to Tian Buji and the others made a move toward them.
“Who allowed you to move?” Yu Zhenghai flicked his thumb. He did not move, but his Jasper Saber rose. It buzzed, attracting the others’ attention. Then, he suddenly stomped his feet.
Boom!
The flying chariot creaked noisily before it cracked.
At lightning speed, Yu Zhenghai shot into the midst of the Flying Star House disciples. He caught his Jasper Saber and began to swing it around. With every swing of his blade, a disciple from the Flying Star House would fall from the sky. As he moved, he left afterimages in his wake.
Tian Buji exclaimed in surprise, “A desolate-grade weapon! It’s truly terrifying!”
These small fries were easily dealt with by Yu Zhenghai in no time at all.
The Flying Star House disciples did not even have time to react when their stomachs were split open and their necks were sliced by the cold Jasper Saber.
After he was done dealing with the small fries, Yu Zhenghai did not even deign to look at the low-rank cultivators. He returned the Jasper Saber to its sheath and turned around with his hands on his back. He continued watching Yu Shangrong and Liang Zidao.
At this moment, Liang Zidao’s hands were once again filled with talismans. The flames met Yu Shangrong’s Longevity Sword before he caught it in his hand
Bam!
“Even if this is a heaven-grade weapon, I’ll break it!” Liang Zidao twisted his hand in an attempt to break the Longevity Sword.
Yu Shangrong released his grip and struck with his palm.
Whizz!
Yu Shangrong’s avatar appeared.
Whizz!
The red avatar appeared as well.
Boom!
A loud noise rang in the air as the red and golden avatars collided.
At this moment, Yu Shangrong’s Longevity Sword was still caught between Liang Zidao’s hands. Liang Zidao said, “I won’t make the same mistake twice.”
“But you already did…” Yu Shanrong controlled his avatar and launched an energy fist. His avatar moved and punched out at the stationary red avatar. It made no difference if the avatar had a red lotus.
Boom!
The punch landed on the red lotus avatar’s shoulder, causing it to sway.
Liang Zidao felt his mind go blank. When he regained his senses, he hastily flew into his avatar to merge with it. At the same time, he was still holding on to the Longevity Sword.
“Burn, karmic fire!” The flames between Liang Zidao’s palms surged and covered his entire body. Even his avatar burned with red flames. It highly resembled the red lotus karmic fire.
Since Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai had never seen the karmic fire before, they found it peculiar.
Yu Zhenghai said worriedly, “Junior brother, I think I should step in.”
“No need.” Yu Shangrong flew into his avatar as well and controlled it from within.
At this moment, Liang Zidao charged toward him with his flaming red lotus avatar. He had consumed two pills and burned many talismans. He had exhausted all his strength and external tools. All that was left was to burn his sea of Qi. He said hoarsely, “I don’t believe I can’t kill an Eight-leaf cultivator like you!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the avatar’s red flaming palm struck Yu Shangrong’s golden avatar.
Yu Shangrong extended his hands. The energy swords in the surroundings flew into the avatar’s huge palm. The energy sword was dazzlingly brilliant just like the lotus leaves. After merging together, the avatar instantly launched three energy swords.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The energy swords were clearly different from the others. They seemed… corporeal. How could an energy sword contain such might?
Liang Zidao was repelled. He exclaimed in shock, “What’s this?”
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Yu Shangrong launched three more energy swords that landed on Liang Zidao’s avatar.
Liang Zidao was pushed back again. ‘How can these golden energy swords push an avatar back?’ He took a closer look; the golden avatar was not wielding energy swords, it was wielding the lotus leaves!
The lotus was the strongest defense of an avatar, and the lotus leaves were the sharpest parts. All elites knew how to make use of their lotuses and leaves.
However, the red lotus domain did not know that the lotus leaves… could leave the lotus. They were unaware that Yu Shangrong no longer possessed a golden lotus.
When Liang Zidao turned to look behind him, he saw six shining golden lotus leaves shooting toward him.
The golden avatar threw out another sword; the seventh leaf shot out.
Liang Zidao was pushed back again. He could not understand the missing golden lotus when there were lotus leaves.
Similarly, Yu Shangrong did not understand the red flames.
At this moment, Yu Shangrong attacked with the final leaf like a fired arrow.
Liang Zidao had no other choice. He parried with his palms. “Die!”
Boom!
The seven leaves fell like snow and drew across Liang Zidao’s avatar. The final leaf mercilessly stabbed into the red avatar.
Liang Zidao spat out blood immediately. He held the Longevity Sword between his flaming red hands, and at the same time, caught the final leaf. Alas, he still could not stop the final leaf from piercing his avatar at the heart.
With this, the battle ended.
The energy swords and red energy gradually faded away.
At this moment, the red avatar was cracking, and the golden avatar wielded its lotus leaf and further thrust the leaf into the red lotus avatar’s heart.
Liang Zidao was grievously injured. His chest felt heavy. He looked up at the final shining lotus leaf incredulously. “How can there be such a powerful Eight-leaf…”
Yu Shangrong remained expressionless as he said flatly, “My apologies, I never said that I’m an Eight-leaf cultivator…”
“…” Realization dawned on Liang Zidao immediately.
The red avatar shattered.
Liang Zidao’s palms separated, and the Longevity Sword returned to Yu Shangrong’s hand.
At this moment, Primal Qi leaked into the surroundings.
Liang Zidao watched the eighth golden lotus leaf flying away from him. Just right behind the eighth leaf, he finally saw half a leaf. His breathing was labored as he slowly descended. His eyes were brimming with hatred and contempt, “I see… How despicable! Elder Ye will avenge me!”
Yu Shangrong looked at the falling Liang Zidao.
“Ye Zhen?”
“Are you scared now?” The light in Liang Zidao’s eyes was slowly dimming.
Yu Shangrong shook his head. “It’s too unfortunate you don’t have the fortune to meet my master.”
“What… what do you mean?”
“If my master were here, Ye Zhen would surely die,” Yu Shangrong replied calmly and confidently.
Liang Zidao’s blood essence surged, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. His Primal Qi finally dispersed completely as he plummeted to the ground.