My Master Knows It All

366: Chapter 158: I’m Really Not Here to Argue_1 366: Chapter 158: I’m Really Not Here to Argue_1 It seemed like an endless desert where the flying boat exploded and crashed, kicking up clouds of yellow sand that billowed into the sky.

Cao Zhen suddenly looked up into the distance, a terrifying aura pulsating from afar.

In a breath’s time, within everyone’s sight, a red light appeared; they only felt a flash of red, and that crimson glow had already landed before them all.

The light was not the glow of divine skills, but the luminance of armor.

The newcomer was clad entirely in a suit of red armor, with a ferocious, massive tiger’s head engraved upon the chest.

The tiger’s open mouth imparted a sense of devouring the mountains and rivers, almost as if it could swallow the entire world.

His countenance was resolute, with a natural authority that didn’t require anger, standing before them all, he seemed like the legendary Immortal Realm War God descending upon the mortal realm.

On his body, without any trace of blood, Cao Zhen couldn’t understand why, but upon seeing this person, he felt waves of a blood aura rushing toward him.

It was not the blood aura filled with the energy of evil demons like that from Blood River, but a pure, thick blood aura, one that seemed to emanate from someone who had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

He even had the illusion that the red color of the other’s armor was dyed with streaks of fresh blood.

The person had merely flown down in front of everyone without a word and had shown no hostility, but the air around them seemed to have become heavier.

An invisible pressure, as if emerging from his body, pressed down on them in layers, so oppressive that they did not even dare to take a deep breath.

His gaze swept over the crowd and finally rested on Cao Zhen and Lan Pili, who wore the attire of a Peak Master, and with an authoritative voice he declared, “I am the Garrisoned Immortal of this place, Chi Zhenjiang!”

Zhenjiang?

Hearing this name and observing the armor, as well as an aura more befitting a soldier than a cultivator, Cao Zhen immediately realized that this was a disciple of the Grand Preceptor!

The Grand Preceptor’s disciples all had names like Tuoyu and Tuojing; now there was another Zhenjiang—Cao Zhen wondered if the Grand Preceptor might have yet another disciple named Zhenyu.

Furthermore, what are all these disciples of the Grand Preceptor doing?

They appeared to have nothing better to do since this was the third disciple of the Grand Preceptor he had encountered on his journey.

Upon hearing the introduction from Chi Zhenjiang, Lan Pili suddenly noticed the shattered flying boat and quickly spoke up, “The disciples of the Red Refinery Demonic Sect have already been taken away; it’s not our fault.

We did our best, but the person who made a move was clearly from the Earth Immortal Realm, and we could not stop them.”

This manner of dress, this kind of aura, in the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty, could only belong to a disciple of the Grand Preceptor.

And before, another disciple of the Grand Preceptor had ordered them to bring the white-haired witch to the Capital City for interrogation.

And now, she had been lost on their watch.

According to the dynasty’s decree, they too would be punished for this matter.

“It is not your fault; the imperial court will not blame you for this, and you will not be punished,” Chi Zhenjiang shook his head, looking at them, “On the contrary, you did very well indeed, exceptionally well.”

“Very well?” Lan Pili was somewhat stunned.

They had lost people from the Red Refinery Demonic Sect, yet he was saying they did very well?

Was this some kind of sarcasm?

But it didn’t look like sarcasm.

What did he mean by that?

Cao Zhen looked at Chi Zhenjiang with not a trace of anger on his face and suddenly realized something, asking loudly, “From the beginning, you had no intention of letting us bring the person to the Capital City.

I found it strange at the time why we had to escort a high-level Earth Immortal from the Red Refinery Demonic Sect.

Why not keep her in the city and have her picked up by a powerful cultivator later?

So that’s how it is; it was all a deceitful plan you laid out.

But I wonder, what if we really had succeeded?

What then would you have done?”

“Succeeded?” Chi Zhenjiang seemed not to have expected Cao Zhen to ask this question.

He paused briefly before slowly saying, “If you had managed to escort the white-haired witch to the Capital City, then let her be escorted, and we would have recorded it in the annals and you would have been rewarded in the future.

However, the Red Refinery Demonic Sect is deeply hidden within our Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty, and if there’s an opportunity, we need to try to find them and completely eradicate them.”

Thinking of the rescued white-haired witch, Cao Zhen muttered, “So on the witch’s body lies a special mark, which could allow someone to track where she has gone.”

If there wasn’t such a tracking mark, Chi Zhenjiang would have already been in pursuit of the white-haired witch by now, instead of speaking with them here.

“Those are matters you should not concern yourselves with,” the voice of Chi Zhenjiang suddenly became severe.

In the next moment, his body flashed with light, a red glow slashed across the sky, and in the time of a breath, he had disappeared from their sight.

“He’s gone?”

Chang Tiance and the other disciples waited until Chi Zhenjiang’s figure had disappeared, each letting out a sigh of relief.

“Is he going after the white-haired witch?”

“It’s likely not that he’s pursuing the white-haired witch, but heading straight for the enemy’s lair.”

“He purposefully paused, probably waiting for them to return to their lair before striking.”

“Who knows how far he’ll have to chase.”

“Now the question is, what do we do?”

“Our flying boat has been destroyed.”

The group looked at the completely obliterated flying boat, all deeply frustrated.