Don't Let Me Stay Up All Night

As everyone knows, there is a power in the southern region that absolutely cannot be provoked—the Grass Hall. 
The eldest disciple is the Sword Saint of the southern region, with a godly understanding of swords. 
The second disciple is the Eternal Empress, who ruled an era. 
The third disciple is a great scholar of the current generation, the reincarnation of the immortal of literature. 
The fourth disciple is the reincarnation of a demon god, suppressing the Nine Hells. 
Lu Changsheng: Me? I'm nothing special, just their master.

I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

The sound of hitting the head was extremely crisp which echoed around the hall…

The Shadow Killing Formation had dissipated.

The black-robed man was dumbfounded when he saw Lu Changsheng slapping his Pavilion Master's head.

His Pavilion Master was ranked eighth on the Ranking Of The Four Regions.

The Lord of Shadow Kill, who made countless people tremble in fear.

He was being held by the collar and slapped on the head by a very young-looking man?

The Shadow Kill Pavilion Master was also dumbfounded.

It was not that he did not want to resist, he could not resist at all!

The young man in front of him grabbed his clothes as if a supreme restriction had been planted on him. He could not utilize his cultivation at all!

Originally, he wouldn't have felt anything even if he was slapped in the head, let alone in the head.

Experts at their level had long had a spiritual qi protection around their bodies.

Is Your Melon... Ripe?