Lu Zhou only recalled being under pressure when he faced the ten great sects when he had just transmigrated over here. At that time, he had lost his cultivation base and the rascals all had agendas of their own. It had been a trying time for him. After he fended off the ten great sects, Lu Zhou had gained item cards and never thought much about the Noble Path ever since. Unfortunately, the Evil Sky Pavilion was too eye-catching a target. It was inevitable that there would always be people who covet what they perceived contained troves of treasures. As it turned out, those people had come together and formed an alliance. Under the pretext of upholding justice, they fooled the world and gained a good reputation.
At this moment, Lu Zhou stood outside the Evil Sky Pavilion and waited with his hands on his back. Shortly after, he saw Duanmu Sheng and Zhu Honggong carrying a stretcher up the mountain.
