My Disciples Are All Villains

“Those so-called notable orthodox sects are too despicable! How could they take advantage of others’ difficulties? Let me go out and slaughter them all!”

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 “Third Senior Brother, don’t be reckless and fall for their tricks.”

 “Fifth Junior Sister is right.
We must not panic right now.
Even if Master cannot fight, they can’t cause too much trouble with the four of us here.”

 “But, the top ten orthodox experts of the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm are all here! Besides, Master’s condition…”

 “Be quiet, all of you! Can’t you see Master is resting?”

 Lu Zhou heard a fierce quarrel as he slowly opened his eyes.
Confused memories stabbed into his mind like tens of millions of needles while fragmented images were being rapidly woven in his head.

 ‘Where is this?’

 ‘What happened to me?’

 Fragments of memory washed him over!

 ‘Wait…what? I’ve become Ji Tiandao, the evil Patriarch?’ Lu Zhou looked at everything in front of him in surprise.

 8A gazebo, Golden Court Mountain, four villainous disciples, and tens of thousands of orthodox cultivators at the foot of the mountain…

 2Meanwhile, memories continued to come to him…

 In his life, Ji Tiandao had taken in nine disciples, who were all great villains holding sway in different regions and known for creating trouble everywhere.

 His eldest disciple, Yu Zhenghai, had founded a sect after betraying him, and was now the sect leader of the notorious Nether Sect, which was known as the number one evil sect of Great Yan.

 5His second disciple, Yu Shangrong, was good at the sword.
Now, he had become the fearsome Sword Devil, and was challenging experts everywhere and killing anyone at the slightest disagreement.

 8His third, fourth, and fifth disciples went out to cause trouble from time to time, but they fortunately did not leave Golden Court Mountain.

 His sixth disciple, Ye Tianxin, was the palace master of the Derived Moon Palace, the leader supported by many female cultivators and nicknamed Jadeface Shura.

 7His seventh disciple, Si Wuya, had an information network that covered the whole world, and was a thoughtful and scheming villain.
He once started a war with the strategy of sowing dissension, causing numerous casualties and untold sufferings.

 3His eighth disciple, Zhu Honggong, earned the title of Evil King only a few years after leaving the mountain.

 4His ninth disciple, Ci Yuan’er, was the latest to join his sect, and also his favorite disciple, as well as the only disciple who still had some conscience.
She stayed on the mountain all the time as well.

 2Unfortunately, Ji Tiandao had lived for nearly a thousand years, which was almost the limit of a cultivator’s lifespan.
As he grew older, his control over his nine disciples declined, and so did his deterrence over them.
Eventually, five of them betrayed him, posing a serious challenge to his authority.

 5A month ago, the top ten orthodox experts set a trap and jointly attacked the evil Patriarch.
Ji Tiandao fought against ten experts alone, and the battle ended in a draw.

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 3Now, the experts of the orthodox sects were at the foot of the mountain, getting ready to launch an attack.

 Golden Court Mountain was facing an unprecedented crisis.

 Lu Zhou did not know whether to laugh or cry.
As he tried to get up, he sat back down and nearly fell to the ground.
His body felt empty and weak.

 “Master seems to be awake!”

 “Master!”

 The four disciples, who had been waiting for a long time outside the gazebo, filed in and bowed to Lu Zhou.
The latter glanced at the four people in front of him and cleared his throat.

 He did not speak.

 The disciples in front of him were all evil villains, and the betrayal of the other five disciples was a wake-up call for him.

 “How do you feel, Master?” His third disciple, Duanmu Sheng, asked with concern.

 “I’m fine.”

 The faces of the four disciples lit up.

 “Master… the experts of the orthodox sects are at the foot of the mountain now.
I’m worried that it won’t take them too long to break the defensive shield,” said Mingshi Yin, his fourth disciple.

 Lu Zhou forced himself to calm down.
At this moment, he had no other choice but to accept Ji Tiandao’s memory and body completely.

 “Why don’t I go out and ask Eldest Senior Brother to come back and help? Considering his relationship with Master, he should not sit by idly.
He is now the sect leader of the Nether Sect, with thousands of minions under him.”

 “Or maybe Seventh Junior Brother, he’s a witty man…”

 “Master…”

 “Shut up!” Lu Zhou interrupted them. ‘Calm down, I can’t panic.
No matter what, I’m the Master of these villains.
I can’t expose the fact that my cultivation base is gone.
Otherwise, I will become a piece of meat on a chopping board, and these four disciples will kill me first before those orthodox cultivators outside do.’

 9“Golden Court Mountain’s shield is strong enough to hold on for some time.
What are you panicking about?” Lu Zhou rebuked.

 The four disciples blushed with shame as they bowed their heads and dared not speak another word.

 “Old Third, what did you say just now?” Lu Zhou asked in the same tone as Ji Tiandao.

 As an old freak who had lived for a thousand years, Ji Tiandao’s mental state far exceeded that of others.
But, Lu Zhou was a fast learner, and as their memories had merged, as long as he just imitated for a while and did not muck up, they would not find out anything unusual.

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 “Master, I’d like to ask Eldest Senior Brother to come back and help,” said Duanmu Sheng.
When he cupped his fist and bowed h