Chapter 1043 - Either You Compensate or Face Destruction
Chapter 1043: Either You Compensate or Face Destruction
Lu Zhou’s demonstration had convinced everyone. Although the effect from the Supreme Mystic Card had ended, he was not afraid.
The 3,600 Dao inscriptions in the sky were once again mended.
The formation was really impressive. What made the people terrified of Lu Zhou was the way he damaged the Dao inscriptions over and over again. Who would dare to doubt his ability at this time?
Lu Zhou now understood why Xia Zhengrong did not dare to step out of the formation.
Xia Chengrong coughed violently as he pushed the rubble away and sat up. His face was covered in dust, and his chest was stained with blood. He felt all kinds of emotions when he looked at the ruins in front of him.
Many members of the BTC sat on the ground clutching their chests, looking around in a daze. Some of them shook their heads and sighed and some were sad.
Xia Zhengrong raised his head and looked at Lu Zhou and Yan Zhenluo who were hovering in the air. He coughed violently again. When the coughing subsided, he used his energy to remove the dust from his face and robes, looking better than before. Then, he stood up with great difficulty.
At the same time, Lu Zhou looked at Xia Zhengrong from above. He was not worried at all. After all, since he had used the Supreme Mystic Card, he still had a full supply of supreme mystic power. Moreover, he had Whitzard waiting outside as well so he could replenish his supreme mystic power. Even Lan Xihe probably did not dare to act rashly now, let alone Xia Zhengrong who had lost two Birth Charts.
“I warned you about this…” Lu Zhou said.
Xia Zhengrong shook his head. He began by laughing mournfully before it gradually turned maniacal. “Black Tower… My Black Tower Council…”
Lu Zhou turned around. “Who wanted to explain earlier?”
The members of the BTC retreated instinctively.
Instead, Lu Si, the Fourth Elder of the BTC, flew over from afar with an ugly expression. “I… I…”
“I’m giving you a chance now,” Lu Zhou said in a deceptively gentle tone.
“This…” Lu Si sighed heavily, “It’s too late to explain now!”
“Too late?” Lu Zhou shook his head, “If you can’t give me a perfect explanation… Then, I’ll show this isn’t the worst thing I can do…”
All the members of the Black Tower Council. “…”
This was a direct threat!
With this threat looming over his head, Lu Si hastily said, “No, no, no, please be merciful. To be honest, Duan Xihua deserves to die. There are many people in the Council of Elder, including the Third Elder and me, who wanted to expel him from the BTC a long time ago. However, Duan Xihua had many despicable means and schemes. Pavilion Master, you’re wise; it’s unfair to blame all his mistakes on us…”
“So you think you’re innocent?” Lu Zhou asked. Then, he looked down and asked, “Don’t play tricks with me. Xia Zhengrong, do you think you’re innocent?”
Everyone turned to look at Xia Zhengrong.
After Xia Zhengrong calmed down, he sighed and shook his head. “I deserve this, I deserve this!”
After the Third Elder of the BTC saw that the situation seemed to have stabilized somewhat, he flew over from the distance. He sighed and said to Xia Zhengrong, “I’ve warned you repeatedly that we can’t have someone like Duan Xihua in the BTC, but you just won’t listen to me. Now that things have come to this, you can’t escape from taking responsibility, Tower Master Xia.”
The members of the BTC looked at Xia Zhengrong one after another. Many of them knew Duan Xihua’s character very well. Why would their Tower Master protect such a person?
Xia Zhengrong sighed. “Since things have come to this, it’s useless to say more. Pavilion Master Lu, are you satisfied now?”
Lu Zhou frowned slightly. “It seems like you’re still unconvinced. Up until now, you still don’t understand what you did wrong. Forget it! There’s no need for the BTC to continue to exist in this world.”
Lu Zhou raised one hand to the sky. Primal Qi began to converge in his palm. Then, he called out softly, “Whitzard.’
Whitzard flew over on auspicious clouds immediately.
“Pavilion Master Lu, please calm down!”
“Pavilion Master Lu, please calm down!”
Many elders from the Upper Tower from the BTC, including the judges, flew over to plead for mercy.
Lu Si turned around and rebuked, “Tower Master Xia!”
The Third Elder, Feng Kui, flew out like an arrow toward Xia Zhengrong and struck him.
Xia Zhengrong was naturally caught off guard. He did not expect an elder from the Elder Council would attack him. He hastily raised his hand to block the attack.
Bang!
Xia Zheng Rong retreated quickly, sending rubble and debris flying up into the sky.
Feng Kui turned around and kneeled on one knee. “Pavilion Master Lu, please show mercy!”
This clearly exposed the serious internal strife in the BTC.
“Tower Master Xia is muddle-headed now and is unsuited to make decisions for the BTC. I suggest the Third Elder take over for now…”
Feng Kui was delighted by these words. He lifted his head and said, “Pavilion Master Lu, Duan Xihua has received the punishment he deserved. Most of the members have lost their Birth Charts. Since Duan Xihua sent someone to hurt your disciple, I’m willing to apologize to you on behalf of the BTC.”
None of the members of the Black Tower Council dared to object. They only sighed in relief when Lu Zhou finally brought his hand down.
At this moment, Xia Zhengrong crawled out of the ruins and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Feng Kui turned around and called out in a low voice, “Tower Master Xia!”
Xia Zhengrong’s body trembled as he glared at the members of the BTC who were staring at him. These were the people whom he had groomed. The blackguards and the people from the Upper Tower; all of them were nurtured by him. At this moment, these people were looking at him in anger and hate.
“Kneel!” Feng Kui barked.
The people of the Black Tower Council followed suit and echoed Feng Kui’s word. “Kneel!”
Their voices were like a flood, drowning Xia Zhengrong.
At this moment, realization dawned on Xia Zhengrong.
Thud!
Xia Zhengrong fell to his knees. “Pavilion Master Lu, please show mercy!”
Xia Zhengrong shouted these words with all the strength he had left.
Upon seeing this, the members of the BTC were visibly relieved.
For the first time in a long time, the members of the BTC were wholly united. It was a pity that they were united against their Tower Master, not the enemies. It seemed like they were not afraid of incurring his wrath and being punished later. At this point, was he still capable of punishing them?
Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction, but he said, “I’m afraid it’s not enough.”
Everyone’s faces paled immediately.
This was within Feng Kui’s expectations. He asked, “Pavilion Master Lu, what can we do to satisfy you?”
“Ten obsidian essences and twenty fire spirit stones. As for the rest, I’ll leave it up to you.”
So it was more compensation.
Ten portions of obsidian essence and twenty portions of Fire Spirit Stones. As for the rest, it’s up to you.”
At the same time, Lan Xihe, who was hovering in the air, shook his head slightly. Her clear eyes flashed with a hint of pity. She said softly, “Xia Zhengrong must have received some news earlier. That was why he was stubbornly protecting Duan Xihua earlier…”
When the blue-clad woman regained her senses, she bowed and said, “Master, it’s dangerous here. I suggest we return to the WTC. It’s really too dangerous here.”
Lan Xihe shook his head. “Pavilion Master Lu has shown great power. I admit that I’d underestimated him.” Then, she sighed and said, “Xiao Lan, do you think I can’t win against him?”
“No, no, no, that’s not what I mean.” The blue-clad woman lowered her head.
Lan Xihe said, “He forcefully killed Duan Xihua, broke the heptagram formation, and the seven main towers… Perhaps, you’re right. Let’s go…” Following that, she flashed and disappeared from her spot before reappearing in the red flying chariot.
Upon seeing this, Yu Zhenghai flew into the red flying chariot and landed on the deck. “Tower Master Lan, are you leaving? My master isn’t done yet. If you leave just like that, it’d be difficult for me to explain this to my master…”
Lan Xihe said, “Please inform Pavilion Master Lu that I won’t contact Ye Tianxin again. If you have time, please invite him to the WTC for a chat.”
Buzz!
A gentle energy pushed Yu Zhenghai out of the flying chariot. However, he stood firm as though he was welded to the ground. At the same time, Primal Qi surged from his body.
“Hmm?” Lan Xihe looked out at the deck.