My Disciples Are All Villains

g on the wooden platform rang crisply in the air.
For a time, this was the only sound that could be heard on the heaven worship platform.

When she finally walked to the center of the platform, the crowd broke into an uproar.

Hua Chongyang and Lu Zhou turned to look.

Lu Zhou had been curious since earlier.
He was shocked when he discovered the Eye of Truth did not provide him with any information.
‘What’s the meaning of this?’

Lu Zhou wondered if the system was deliberately making his undercover mission more difficult for him? Based on what he could tell at this moment, the woman had no Primal Qi fluctuation nor did she possess the aura of a cultivator.
If that were the case, how did she incite the beasts to attack people?

At the same time, the crowd looked at each other before they shifted their eyes to the girl.
Then, they began to shout.
“Demon woman!”

The girl seemed even more confused.
It was as though she did not understand what was going on.
Strangely, as confused as she was, she did not seem surprised, afraid, or nervous.
It was clear she was just perplexed.
more lost than before.

At this moment, the old male priest on the heaven worship platform looked down and said, “Bring her here.”

“Understood!” The two cultivators sent their energy out to prop the girl up on the wooden platform.

Then the old priest waved his horsetail whisk.

The rope circled thrice around the girl and bound her to the wood.

The scorching sun shone down on the girl.
Her disheveled hair, the dirt on her face, her old and tattered clothes, and her fair exposed feet did nothing to obscure her beauty.
In fact, it accentuated her lofty, out-of-this-world charm.

“Do you know why she’s being tied up?” Lu Zhou asked.

“I don’t…” Hua Chongyang shook his head.

“Do you think she’s a demon woman?” Lu Zhou asked again.

“She doesn’t look like one.”

“Why not?”

“Gut feeling.” Hua Chongyang remembered his own mission.
Naturally, he would not forget why he was here.
He asked, “What do you think, Senior Lu?”

“I think she’s the demon woman,” Lu Zhou said.

“Why’s that?”

Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back and slowly said, “She’s not surprised, not flustered, not panicking, not afraid, not cowering… Do you think ordinary girls can maintain their composure like her?”

“She has no Primal Qi fluctuations; how could she command vicious beasts?”

“She’s barely 16.
How can you explain the fact that nobody knows where she’s from or even her name?”

Lu Zhou’s words rendered Hua Chongyang speechless.

Upon seeing this, Lu Zhou only smiled and no longer said anything.
Hua Chongyang was clearly here for this little girl.
There was no need to ask further questions.

The old priest on the heaven worship platform looked at the sun again and said in a clear voice, “The time has come… Let us worship heaven now!”

Dong!

The bell tolled, signifying the ritual had begun.

Most of everyone looked at the old priest.

On the other hand, the people from the Hengqu Branch and the Taixu Academy kept staring at each other, but nobody made the first move.
It was as though they were merely here to supervise the ritual.

The old priest loudly said, “I’m Yang Ping of Breeze Mountain.
I hereby purify you of your sins in the name of the heavens.
You’ll have your ashes forever scattered, you’ll be covered in flames, you’ll sink to the bottom of the ocean.
Your soul will be tired, and your will will be tested.
Sins cannot tolerate souls, and evil cannot tolerate ugliness.
Preaching is useless.
Broken bones and a scorched body is the best punishment.
Let it burn!” After his long speech, he waved his hand.

Everyone widened their eyes in anticipation of the wood catching fire.

Whoosh!

Embers glowed as a fire started.

At this moment, the girl looked down, clearly puzzled.

Boom!

At this moment, a member of the Taixu Academy sent an energy palm out and scattered the firewood at the base of the cross.