Shen Gongbao Battles Wen Zhong: Can a Mere Golden Immortal Fight a Taiyi? What I Lost Must Be...

A fierce wind rose.

The aura erupting from Wen Zhong made Shen Gongbao feel immense pressure.

Yet Shen Gongbao kept a smile on his face, showing no trace of fear.

His bright, resolute eyes met Wen Zhong's without fear, calm and composed.

After a moment, Wen Zhong said flatly, "Shen Gongbao, a Chan Sect Outer Disciple. You rose from a minor cultivator ostracized by your fellow disciples to become one of the Chan Sect's foremost outer disciples."

"From what I see today, you are indeed someone noteworthy!"

"You flatter me, Grand Preceptor."

Shen Gongbao clasped his hands. "I came today merely to remind you, Grand Preceptor, that you must proceed with caution!"

"If something happens to the Northern Marquis, I fear this vast northern territory will know no peace."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

Wen Zhong laughed loudly as well. "Shen Gongbao, you worry too much."

"The Northern Marquis is one of the four regional lords. Now that His Majesty has appointed him Grand Marshal of the Northern Expedition, boundless National Fortune protects him. Even a Quasi-Saint would not dare harm him lightly."

"Besides, the Northern Marquis is also a master of the Martial Path. Ordinary people cannot defeat him."

"So rest assured. The north will not fall into chaos."

Seeing that the Grand Preceptor remained so arrogant, Shen Gongbao sighed deeply, not knowing what to say.

Why... were all of them so confident??

You wanted to launch a northern expedition, pacify the countless lords here, and bring their territories under Great Shang's rule. That was bound to invite all sorts of schemes and conspiracies.

Yet when faced with something like luring the tiger from the mountain—

You did not feel the slightest concern??

Were you really not worried at all...

Wen Zhong seemed to read Shen Gongbao's gaze and said calmly, "Shen Gongbao,