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Lu Zhou wakes up to become the world's most powerful and oldest villainous Patriarch, and finds that he has nine notorious disciples who are full of evil. His eldest disciple is the leader of the Nether Sect with thousands of minions, and his second disciple—Sword Devil—always slaughters others at the slightest disagreement...
Without his cultivation base, how will he handle these evil disciples?
His eldest disciple, Yu Zhenghai, said, "I've never had a rival in my life, and no one but Master can make me bow my head."
His seventh disciple, Si Wuya, said, "We can't eat or sleep in peace as long as the Master is not dead!"
...
His ninth disciple, Yuan'er, said, "I'll remember what Master said and be a good person."

EndlessFantasy Translation 

My Disciples Are All Villains

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The sharp blades that were irregularly shaped shot toward Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou placed his right hand on the table.

With his hand in the center, Primal Qi rippled into the surroundings.

The sharp blades reverted into wine that spilled on the ground.

Lu Zhou's protective energy prevented him from being drenched in wine.

The wine fell like a drizzle of rain.

That was another move. The result was clear.

Gong Yuandu's eyelids twitched. This was the sword path that he had painstakingly studied and cultivated throughout the years in the Mausoleum of Swords. He had mastered converting anything into swords. He did not expect his technique to be so easily dealt with by Lu Zhou.

The others who were watching this battle could no longer understand what was happening. At most, they could only condense Qi into energy. How was it possible to turn wine into blades? Wine was not water that could be frozen into sharp icicles.

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