I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

Senior disciple Zhuge was dug out from a pile of corpses by his master.    

Back then, this Eighth Senior Brother wasn't even as tall as the wheels of a carriage.    

No one knew how such a young child survived that bloody massacre.    

In that hill-like pile of corpses, there were his parents, brothers, sisters and uncles.    

He was the only one left in the Zhuge family.    

The eighth senior brother was shouldering the blood debt of a family shakedown!    

It was also because of this hatred that Zhuge Tianji had never laughed before.    

At least, they had never seen their senior brothers and sisters before.    

This person... Senior Brother Zhuge always had a cold and cool look on his face, and he always did things in a swift and decisive manner.    

In fact, Senior disciple Zhuge's talent was far inferior to the other disciples of Shen Jun, and even Van Tong's talent was better than his.    

However, when he started cultivating, he was the one who didn't care about his own life the most.    

He would cultivate for an hour, and he would cultivate for an entire day.    

If others cultivated for a day without eating, he would not rest for a week.    

In terms of hard work, even Bai Ling'er could not compare to him.    

And all of Shen Jun's disciples also remembered one thing.    

Back then, Shen Jun had invited everyone to tell them that his lifespan was about to end and that he was about to resign from the world.    

On the second day after the announcement, Zhuge Tianji disappeared.    

At that time, no one knew where he had gone, and no one knew what he was going to do.    

For three whole months, there was no news of him.    

Three months later, when Senior Brother Zhuge came back again.    

There was not a single piece of intact skin on his body.    

He was covered in wounds, but his eyes were as firm as usual.    

In front of everyone, he took out a Storage Ring that was filled to the brim and poured out the contents of the ring in one go.    

It was not some life-prolonging Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.    

It wasn't some divine weapon either.    

And it was piled up into a mountain... Nearly ten thousand bloody human heads!!    

The human heads piled up into a small mountain.    

The murderous aura covered a radius of a hundred miles, and the resentment soared into the sky!    

These were all the enemies who had destroyed his family back then.    

In these three months, Zhuge Tianji did not sleep or rest. He either assassinated, poisoned, or fought face to face.    

The techniques that Shen Jun taught him were used to the fullest extent by him.    

Only then did he exchange for nearly ten thousand lives.    

When he saw the small mountain of human heads, even Shen Jun couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.    

After that, he fiercely slapped Zhuge Tianji.    

This cold-faced senior brother, who had always been expressionless, knelt in front of his master and cried loudly.    

This was also the first time that everyone had seen their senior brother's emotions fluctuate.    

On that day, everyone felt their hearts clench in pain.    

And now, Senior Brother Zhuge was here.    

He strode into the main hall, and Lee Qinglian went up to welcome him.    

"Junior Brother Zhuge, it's been many years since we last met." Lee Qinglian welcomed him with a smile.    

"Greetings, Senior Brother Qinglian." Zhuge Tianji clasped his hands respectfully. Although he was cold, his manners never dropped.    

It had been two to three hundred years since they last met.    

The last time they met was when Lee Qinglian came to Shen's Tomb to pay his respects over two hundred years ago.    

That was also the last time Lee Qinglian paid his respects.    

At the same time, Zhuge Tianji also saw the other senior brothers and junior brothers.    

It seemed that the number of people who came this time was indeed more than the previous years.    

Zhuge Tianji did not greet the others, but walked straight towards Shen Jun's shrubs.    

It had been eight hundred years. Every time he paid his respects, he would not miss it.    

It had become his habit to kowtow to his master first.    

But when he walked past the crowd, he found out.    

The high platform that should have been used to worship the divine coffin was now empty.    

His Master's coffin was gone?!    

In the blink of an eye.    

A murderous aura that seemed to have solidified, with Zhuge Tianji as the center, exploded!    

The killing intent swept across, causing the surrounding temperature to drop significantly.    

Who was it that dared to touch Master's coffin?!    

When he scanned his surroundings.    

He saw a face that had been separated from him for eight hundred years.    

The moment their eyes met.    

Zhuge Tianji was stunned.    

Everyone was watching this scene with smiles on their faces, waiting for Zhuge Tianji's next reaction.    

Was he kneeling on the ground and crying like he had in the past?    

Or was he making a joke like Van Tong?    

There were only these two types of things.    

However, no matter how much they calculated, they did not expect that Zhuge Tianji's way of thinking was really different from them.    

After a brief moment of absent-mindedness.    

None of the scenes that they had imagined had happened.    

They were not moved, nor were they crying. In fact, there was not even a trace of nostalgia.    

Zhuge Tianji was instantly enraged!    

His movement technique was pushed to the limit. With a sway of his body, he arrived in front of Gan Jiayu.    

When everyone finally reacted, the poor Gan Jiayu had already been grabbed by his senior brother's throat, and was lifted up.    

Zhuge Tianji's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted angrily, "Gan Jiayu! How dare you! How dare you refine Master's corpse into an undead creature!"    

Zhuge Tianji clearly remembered that after Master's death, this kid had said more than once that he would summon Master's soul in the form of an undead creature.    

At that time, Zhuge Tianji had also beaten him into a pig's head.    

In these few hundred years, Gan Jiayu had paid his respects to his master from the future.    

Even with the help of the Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion, Zhuge Tianji still couldn't find any trace of this brat.    

But this time, he suddenly appeared.    

After that, his master's coffin disappeared, and his master stood in front of him.    

Do you still want to think about it?    

It must be this brat's doing!    

At this moment, everyone, including Shen Jun, was dumbfounded.    

It wasn't because they were surprised by this sudden turn of events.    

It was because they were surprised by this brat's stubborn mind...    

Oh, Senior Brother Zhuge.    

Where's your usual calm and meticulous mind?    

Where did it go?    

A living person in front of you, you can actually recognize him as an undead creature?    

Everyone was speechless.    

However, Gan Jiayu wanted to cry but had no tears.    

What does it have to do with me!    

I just obediently listened to Master and stood there without saying anything.    

Why are you suddenly charging at me?    

Senior Brother, although I can't beat you, you can't make things difficult for me just because I'm a cultivator of the Great Path of Undead!    

He looked in the direction where Shen Jun was standing.    

His pitiful eyes seemed to be saying, Master, please take care of it. I can't defeat him!    

Back in Snow Holy Land, Gan Jiayu had advanced to the Early Period of Half Emperor with the help of the Heaven Reaching Pool Water given by Shen Jun.    

In addition to the Great Dao of Necromancy that he cultivated, his strength far exceeded that of a cultivator of the same realm.    

During the great war that destroyed the holy land, he had even obtained an Ancestor level undead creature.    

However, Zhuge Tianji had already reached the Peak of Half Emperor.    

Breaking through to the Ancestor level was something that could happen at any time.    

If these two really fought, the winner would be the winner. There was no doubt about it.    

Not to mention that Zhuge Tianji was a realm higher than Gan Jiayu.    

Even if Gan Jiayu was a realm lower than Gan Jiayu, he still had no chance of winning.    

Out of all the people present, only Lee Qinglian was able to suppress this cold-faced kid.    

Perhaps he could win, but he definitely wouldn't be able to win too easily.    

As for the others?    

They were all easily crushed.    

But now, these two senior brothers were acting as if it had nothing to do with them.    

It wasn't as if they couldn't care about it.    

It was just that they simply didn't want to do anything about it.    

However, just as Zhuge Tianji raised his fist high and was about to start a fight.    

Swoosh!    

A golden light suddenly shot out.    

Zhuge Tianji reacted quickly. The moment the golden light shot out, he threw Gan Jiayu away and turned around to suppress the attack.    

However, when he saw the true appearance of the golden light...    

Zhuge Tianji's body trembled!    

He no longer defended himself. Instead, he allowed the golden light to hit him.    

Pah!    

The High Dragon Whip solidly struck his chest.    

"You hit me when you see me, and you're still the junior brother? Why don't you fight with your two senior brothers?"    

The eight hundred years of scolding fell into Zhuge Tianji's ears.