"Cao Chengping!"
In the Star Observation Pavilion of the General Celestial Master Prefecture in Qian Capital, a middle-aged cultivator with an arrogant expression sat imperiously in the seat of honor, cursing Cao Chengping at the top of his lungs. "Are you fucking tired of living?"
Great Qian's General Celestial Master—or, more precisely, the former General Celestial Master, Cao Chengping—looked livid. Yet even as the other man's spittle sprayed across his face, he did not dare dodge in the slightest.
Much less talk back.
The General Celestial Master Prefecture had just received a Flying Falcon message from Nanshao Prefecture. Wang Chen, the Garrison Celestial Master of Nanshao and a disciple of Sunset Peak of the Yunyang Sect, had crushed Maitreya Cult's army of a hundred thousand before calmly flying away in a flying boat.
He had vanished without a trace.
As for the Guiyuan Sect disciples sent to replace Wang Chen, they seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth.
What could be confirmed at present was that, before Wang Chen left the city to deal with the Maitreya army, a fierce battle had erupted inside the Garrison Celestial Master's Mansion, even destroying the Star Observation Pavilion.
"All of their Soul Tablets have shattered."
The middle-aged cultivator fixed Cao Chengping with a sinister glare. "Five disciples of my Guiyuan Sect died at the hands of the seventh level of Qi Condensation nobody you claimed had no background. Venerable Cao, what explanation do you have for this?"
Though the middle-aged cultivator had no way of knowing whether the disciples sent to Nanshao had truly all been killed by Wang Chen.
That did not stop him from pinning the blame squarely on Cao Chengping.
After all, the latter had provided false intelligence!
"Senior Brother Zhang..."
Cao Chengping swallowed his anger and