410: The master of Wuji Pavilion is me!

From his perspective, such an expert could absolutely not be someone from Wuji Pavilion; perhaps Wuji Pavilion had secretly given him some benefits, which was why he would help Wuji Pavilion!

If that were the case, then if he could give half of Wuji Pavilion's resources to this Senior, perhaps he could make him not interfere in this matter.

Fifty percent of the resources was already extremely terrifying!

However, facing this promise that was enough to make any Cultivator go mad, Lu Hao in the air still had calm eyes, even carrying a hint of... faint mockery.

Fifty percent... that was looking down on him too much. Even all the resources of the entire Eastern Domain combined would not be as much as a fraction of Lu Hao's assets!

He slowly shook his head, his voice not loud, yet it clearly resounded in everyone's ears, like a Nine Heavens thunderbolt, exploding Wei Feiyu's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering:

"Bribing me?"

Lu Hao's gaze fell on Wei Feiyu, whose face was pale, and he was utterly indifferent.

"No... I wouldn't dare! Senior..."

Wei Feiyu ultimately couldn't withstand the prestige from Lu Hao's body, and his words became intermittent.

"Do you know who the owner of Wuji Pavilion is?"

"Who? Isn't it Lü Chengtian?!"

"Hehe."

Lu Hao paused, then spoke word by word, like a heavy hammer striking Wei Feiyu's heart:

"It's me."

"You actually want to use my things to bribe me, aren't you going a bit too far?!"

Boom—!!!

The last sentence, like a myriad of thunderbolts, exploded in the minds of Wei Feiyu, Duan Yangrong, and all the Cultivators of Purple Rainbow Sect and Xunfeng Sect!

Wuji Pavilion... is his?!

When did this happen? When did Wuji Pavilion become this young man's?

What about Lü Chengtian? Where is he?

Could he have already... Thinking of this, Wei Feiyu's heart seemed to skip a beat.

An extreme sense of dread filled the depths of his heart.

No wonder Lü Chengtian hadn't appeared after fighting for so long; it turned out he was no longer in this world!

I never thought that Lü Chengtian and I, who had openly and secretly struggled for ten thousand years, would ultimately see him die at the hands of this young man. Fate is truly unpredictable...

Wei Feiyu actually felt a strange emotion surfacing in his heart, a mix of regret and helplessness.

In that case, a while ago, when Wuji Pavilion's Sect Protecting Grand Formation was fully activated, it was probably Lü Chengtian using it to deal with this person.

Even the fully activated Sect Protecting Grand Formation couldn't do anything to this person; this person's cultivation level has probably reached an unimaginable degree. Perhaps, he has already become a Supreme Expert!

"Senior, we truly did not know that Wuji Pavilion was already your territory; otherwise, even if you lent us a hundred thousand guts, we wouldn't dare to march our army here to bother you. Senior, please be merciful and spare our lives!"

"That's right, Senior, we are willing to pay any price, just for a chance to live."

Duan Yangrong on the side also quickly said.

While bowing and lowering their heads with utmost respect, they secretly exchanged glances, conveying a shared look.

If they could show weakness and avoid conflict, even if it meant paying some price, they would accept it, after all, it was their own fault for not investigating the matter thoroughly beforehand.

However, if this young man were to push them too hard, they were not soft persimmons to be easily manipulated!

They still had some trump cards they hadn't used in this attack on Wuji Pavilion; if worst came to worst, they could only fight to the death!

Lu Hao looked at the two bowing and lowering their heads, then stepped in front of them and said indifferently:

"Although Wuji Pavilion has only recently submitted to me, and I don't have much affection for them, by leading an army to attack my Sect, you have already courted death."

Upon hearing these words, the two immediately turned deathly pale, their bodies trembling slightly, but that hint of ruthlessness in their eyes was already about to burst forth. As long as Lu Hao showed the slightest sign of making a move, the two would use all their means and directly erupt!

Lu Hao paused, then continued:

"But I don't want to kill you. If I wanted to kill you, the moment you saw me, you would already be dead men."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two instantly relaxed, a surge of wild joy in their hearts, and their pale faces finally regained a hint of color.

If they could avoid a fight, no one wanted to fight with such a powerful person whose true strength was completely unknown.

"Thank you, Senior, for being merciful! We are extremely grateful!"

"Senior, thank you for sparing our lives! We will now lead our armies to retreat. We will never offend again in this life!"

Saying this, the two wanted to command their armies to leave.

"Wait."

Hearing this, the two trembled, standing dazed in place, and meekly asked:

"Senior, is there anything else?"

"Do you think I'm not killing you just so you can go back?"

"This..."

The two instantly understood in their hearts and immediately indicated that whatever Lu Hao wanted, they were willing to do it.

"Good, I do have something to entrust to you. First, have these hundreds of thousands of Cultivators land and find a place to rest, then come find me in Wuji Pavilion's bamboo forest."

"Alright... Alright!"

After Lu Hao finished speaking, he left without looking back, heading straight for his bamboo forest.

...

After Lu Hao left, the two sighed in relief, feeling incredibly light, as if a great mountain pressing on them had suddenly disappeared.

Wei Feiyu turned around and said to all the ships and Cultivators behind him:

"All ships, land on the spot. All Cultivators, find a place to rest yourselves, and wait for me to return here. Do not run around!"

"Yes!"

Then a rumbling sound echoed; it was the sound of the ships landing.

"Sect Master Wei, are you really going to Wuji Pavilion to find that Senior? Why don't we take this opportunity to escape?"

Wei Feiyu glanced into the depths of Wuji Pavilion, his eyes showing deep apprehension, and slowly said:

"Old Ghost Duan, Lü Chengtian died at his hands. If he wanted to kill us, how great is our chance of survival? So, unless absolutely necessary, it's best not to offend him."

"Moreover, since he dared to leave first, he must be extremely confident in himself. We should still obey his words and not cause any more trouble."

Duan Yangrong exclaimed:

"What? Lü Chengtian is dead? How do you know? He just said he was the owner of Wuji Pavilion; that doesn't mean Lü Chengtian is dead, does it?"

"Nonsense, if you want to subdue a force, would you keep their Sect Master? Shouldn't you kill him directly, to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys!"