My Disciples Are All Villains

Chapter 1660 - The Loneliest Supreme Being in the World

Chapter 1660: The Loneliest Supreme Being in the World

Lu Zhou stepped on his golden lotus. The unique base of his lotus and the sun disk indicated that his cultivation had reached a new level. He did not stop Zui Can from committing suicide and only watched expressionlessly.

With that one palm strike, Zui Can’s cultivation returned to where he had obtained it from. He was born in Grand Mystic Mountain, and now, he would be buried in Grand Mystic Mountain. His eyes were determined and without regrets as he looked at Lu Zhou. During the final moments of his life, his eyes were fixed on Lu Zhou, who was hovering in the air.

Zui Can’s body began to tremble violently as he recalled his teacher’s words in the past.

“Teacher can only guide you. Since you like Buddhist scriptures, you should use them to restrain the demons in your heart. Since you’re practicing Buddhism, you should stop drinking.”

Unfortunately, Zui Can was unable to rid himself of his fondness for alcohol. He even gave himself the title ‘Drunken Monk’. Who said that monks could not drink? Who said that monks had to adhere to the precepts of Buddhism?

After the storm of vitality energy died down, silence returned to Grand Mystic Mountain.

The Buddhist relic fell from the sky before it turned into dust, returning to the earth.

The canopy-like barrier from the Grand Mystic Formation gradually vanished as well. It was the final remnant of the Grand Mystic Formation. With its disappearance, it spelled the end of the Grand Mystic Formation as well.

The sky was clear, and the blazing sun shone down on the land.

Fresh air and Primal Qi began to flow again.

At the final second before his death, Zui Can shuddered and muttered weakly, “Are we… even… now?”

Then, the runes on Zui Can’s body lit up before they dismembered him. Then, the pieces of his body disintegrated into dust and scattered in the wind.

Shang Zhang, who had witnessed everything from the sky, sighed softly. “If we disregard some of his rotten characteristics, he was not an entirely bad person.”

Xuanyi said disapprovingly, “He’s a traitor. A traitor is a traitor no matter what. A few good traits won’t change that. It’s hypocritical to say such things just because he died”

Shang Zhang remained silent. He did not want to argue with Xuanyi. They each had their own opinions.

Lu Zhou put away his lotus and flew up.

Shang Zhang said, “Congratulations.”

Xuanyi cupped his fists together at Lu Zhou and said, “Congratulations, Pavilion Master Lu, on the return of your cultivation to the supreme state.”

Shang Zhang said, “It’s a pity that Grand Mystic Mountain has collapsed and is no longer the same as before. As the master of this place, I wonder…”

Lu Zhou raised his hand and interjected, “The past should remain in the past. The heavenly Dao has collapsed so Grand Mystic Mountain couldn’t have remained unscathed. Nonetheless, there’s no need to feel sorry since Grand Mystic Mountain had a time when it was in full glory.”

Shang Zhang’s expression remained unchanged as he thought to himself, ‘And you say you’re not the Unholy One?! This is equivalent to admitting it!’

Little Yuan’er flew over from afar and said with a smile, “Master, you’re a supreme being now!”

Conch flew over and said with a bow, “Congratulations on becoming a supreme being, master.”

Little Yuan’er said happily, “Master, even Zui Can isn’t a match for you! Can we bring our senior brothers and senior sisters back now that you’re a supreme being?”

Lu Zhou shook his head. “Today’s matter will have to be kept a secret.”

This incident at Grand Mystic Mountain was an important matter. It would likely anger the Sacred Temple and the cultivators of the world.

“Oh.” Little Yuan’er did not ask why and only nodded.

Shang Zhang understood Lu Zhou’s meaning. There were some things that should not be asked. As long as one understood it, it was enough. After a moment, he asked, “What do you plan to do next?”

Lu Zhou looked at the empty peak of Grand Mystic Mountain. The Grand Mystic Hall had already disappeared. He thought of the scenes he had seen and the Unholy One’s words. Although many of his questions had been answered, he still did not know much about the Unholy One.

Until now, everyone’s understanding of the Unholy One was still very superficial.

Was there really a person in the world who could live forever?

Lu Zhou always felt that there were many secrets waiting for him to uncover. For example, there was the merit stone, the blue lotus, the shackles of heaven and earth, and those supreme beings who betrayed the Unholy One. What happened? Why did the Unholy One disregard everyone’s objections and tried to break the shackles?

Many of his questions were answered, but he had also gained many new questions.

No matter how people viewed the Unholy One, he could be considered the loneliest supreme being in the world.

“Master?” Little Yuan’er called out softly, pulling Lu Zhou back to his senses.

Lu Zhou was so immersed in his thoughts earlier that for a moment, it felt like he was the Unholy One, and the Unholy One was him. He even began to doubt himself for a moment. He thought about Ji Tiandao, Lu Tiantong, the poem regarding his disciples, and the 26 familiar letters he had seen. Finally, he shook his head to dismiss his thoughts and said, “Let’s return to Xuanyi Palace.”

…

Sacred Temple.

A few figures appeared outside the main hall.

“Hua Zhenghong wishes to see Your Majesty.”

“Wen Ruqing wishes to see Your Majesty.”

“Guan Jiu wishes to see Your Majesty.”

The three figures cupped their fists together at the hall. After waiting for a while, there was still no response. They looked at each other before shaking their heads.

Hua Zhenghong looked at the other two and said, “Zui Can is dead. He died at Grand Mystic Mountain.”

Wen Ruqing and Guan Ji naturally knew about this. That was why they had rushed here. Alas, they could not meet Ming Xin. They waited for two hours, but there was still no response.

Hua Zhenghong said, “Zui Can had the Buddhist relic and the Great Void Token. How could he have died?”

“Grand Mystic Mountain has an ancient formation, and there are many unknown ancient creatures there.”

Guan Jiu shook his head. “Impossible. The Great Void Token can intimidate the ancient creatures. Moreover, Zui Can wasn’t stupid. He wouldn’t have provoked the ancient creatures for no good reason.”

“Then, how did he die?”

The trio frowned. They hated discussing Grand Mystic Mountain. Zui Can’s death made them toss and turn and caused sleep to elude them. When they thought about Tu Wei’s death, they grew even more restless.

Finally, Guan Jiu said, “It seems like His Majesty’s not around. Why don’t we go and have a look?”

“I once swore I’ll never step foot into Grand Mystic Mountain again, and I don’t intend to break my vow,” Wen Ruqing said.

“That was then, this is now. I think we should go check it out,” Hua Zhenghong said.

“If you want to go, you can go.”

“...”

The trio had just begun to argue when a faint voice rang from the hall.

“Enough.”

The trio fell silent and looked at the hall immediately.

“I already know about Zui Can. Send the Templars to investigate the matter.”

“Understood.”

The trio was perplexed. Zui Can’s death was a huge matter, but Ming Xin did not seem surprised or concerned at all. Was it not a little too casual to just only send the Templars to investigate the matter?

Ming Xin continued to say, “I know what I’m doing regarding Zui Can’s death. Pass down my orders. The ten commanders have to be decided within a month.”

Wen Ruqing said, “Commander Qi Sheng is already dealing with this matter. However, I don’t understand the rush…”

If they were short of people, they could just use the new talents directly. There was no need to rush, after all.

What was Ming Xin up to?