528 Two More Years (1/2)

”Senior Brother Wang Lu, please review this statistic of the progress of everyone's last month's cultivation.”

A petite young girl, with a delicate doll voice, appeared in front of Wang Lu and handed him a hand-written piece of paper.

Wang Lu took the paper, which listed in detail the progress of the more than seventy people. This was the result of the meticulous and conscientious work of Yang Fei, Cai Xia, and Feng Yin, which was done each month of the past twelve months. During which, no errors had been made.

”Hmm, looks like everyone have gotten the hang of it, and it's getting faster and faster.” While looking at the form, Wang Lu was simulating a complex curve in his mind. The result showed that the cultivation progress of the Junior Brothers and Sisters last month had significantly accelerated.

”Yes, everyone is taking Senior Sister Wang Wu as an example and continue to work hard.”

”Oh, no wonder recently, the gutter oil is almost in short supply.” Wang Lu chuckled. However, inwardly, he was thinking of how fun it would be if the future Spirit Sword Sect would take Wang Lu as an example.

The Spirit Sword Sect would be headed by Non-Phase Peak, the ultimate sect cultivation method would be Non-Phase Method, and the Sect Leader would, of course, be Wang Wu. At that time, those grandsons like the Disciplinary Elder who used to chide Wang Wu for his lack of morality had to obediently bow their head. Whenever Wang Wu would go out to get drunk and gamble, and consequently creates a mess, they had to act as her lackeys...

Hahaha, if not witnessing it with one's own eyes, life would simply be in vain!

Just for this future scene alone, he had to protect this history line.

While smiling and thinking to himself, Wang Lu saw that the young Junior Sister before him seemed to be unhappy, as if she was hiding a concern. Sensing this, Wang Lu looked down at the sheet and suddenly realized that, in the progress curve, this Junior Sister He Yue was actually the most prominent. No wonder the one who brought him the sheet this time was not the usual one—she actually wanted to get credit for it.

Wang Lu nodded and stretched out his hand, wanting to stroke He Yue's head. The girl smiled and narrowed her eyes, as if she had already begun to enjoy it...

The next moment, from the hollow of Wang Lu's palm, dozens of Primordial Chaos Heaven Splitting Sword Qis burst out, which slashed the petite body of He Yue into pieces, and then crushed it into powdery mist, leaving no bones intact!

When Wang Lu made his move, Ouyang Shang was by his side. However, seeing such a scene, he merely raised one of his eyebrows. ”Yo, your sword qi seems improved.”

Too lazy to respond to him, Wang Lu merely sneered. A moment later, the bloody mist in front of him quickly turned black, and a trace of cold and gloomy aura began to permeate the air.

The disguise was broken, and the body was revealed.

Although the disguise in He Yue's form was indistinguishable from the original, it was actually just a black fog controlled with high precision… This trick had been seen by the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect more than ten times in the past year.

Of course, the one who controlled the black fog was the Demon King whose body was still unknown. With such a precisely controlled black fog, he could perfectly disguise as anyone in the Dragon Palace, down to the smallest details such as frown and smile. With such a going against the heavenly disguise, the things that he could do were too many.

It was impossible for all the disciples of Spirit Sword Sect present to remain in the hall of the Dragon Palace for three years—everyone needed their private space for daily routines. If the black fog took this opportunity to sneak up on them, except for a few people, the others didn't really know how to survive this. And if they were killed and replaced with the disguised black fog, the threat would be even greater.

Fortunately, there were Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang in the Dragon Palace. Everytime the black fog penetrated in, the disguise would be immediately exposed. This time, the opposite party optimized the disguised effect and thus boldly made a move against Wang Lu. At first, Wang Lu also didn't notice this problem, until the palm of his hand touched the hair of He Yue, his heart suddenly jumped. Subsequently, he did not hesitate and immediately launched his killer move, completely leaving no opportunity for the other party to argue.

This decisiveness allowed him to maintain a clean victory record. As soon as it was broken, the black tide began to drift backward. Before it could go far, however, it was blocked by a golden barrier.

”Last time, you got away due to the defense that was not strict enough. This time, do you think I will repeat the same mistake?” Wang Lu said and then, with a thought, his Non-Phase Sword Defense rapidly shrunk, squeezing the black fog and pulling it closer.

The black fog continued to twist under the pressure of Wang Lu's Non-Phase Sword Defense, trying to struggle, but it was all in vain. Therefore, before it was absorbed into Wang Lu's body, it disbanded itself and disappeared without a trace.

”Tsk, still can't stop it.”

The nearby Ouyang Shang glanced at him. ”I've told you, if you meet this kind of situation, you just need to strangle it to death and be done with it. No need to further waste your energy. That's just the incarnation of the other party. If it's that easy to catch the source of the other party… with the combined strength of our more than seventy people, it would be as easy as eating a pie to kill a remnant soul. But if the other party is easily killed, wouldn't I die in vain in your timeline?”

Wang Lu, of course, understood this reasoning. However, as the supplier of the gutter oil, there was already too much of his strength that was squandered away, so it was not a bad thing to waste some of it to try to capture the original demon king.

”This pessimistic thinking of yours is really shameful. As the Big Brother, is this how you give them the example? I think it is necessary to do the rectification campaign of anti-right movement—the great leap forward of seventy-three golden cores in three years has been done, so we might as well wrap it with the rectification campaign1.”