From Poison Sand Palm to Martial Sainthood
Chapter 161

These people... something was wrong!

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Zhao Er did not enter the town. Instead, he stopped his Dragonblood Horse on a stretch of high ground outside the County Town.

He had ridden the Dragonblood Horse all the way here, and neither mountains, forests, nor waterways had slowed it down.

The Dragonblood Horse had tremendous endurance, ran swiftly, and possessed unparalleled explosive power. When it ran to its heart's content, Fire-Element Inner Force could even burst beneath its hooves, allowing it to gallop through the air for short stretches.

That was how Zhao Er had managed to arrive so quickly.

"A fine horse indeed. Thanks for the hard work. Take a rest!"

Zhao Er stroked its head, then took a handful of Qi-Blood Pills from his robes and fed them to it.

The scales on the Dragonblood Horse's chest were now scarlet, and the heavy breaths steaming from its nostrils were frighteningly hot, yet its eyes shone with startling brightness.

After swallowing the Qi-Blood Pills, the Dragonblood Horse nuzzled Zhao Er with its head.

Only after tending to it did Zhao Er take out the mission scroll from his robes and examine it.

"Wasn't an Inspection Lineage disciple supposed to be waiting here? Where are they?"

After confirming the location again, Zhao Er looked around in puzzlement.

The speed at which the Martial Academy carried out missions often depended on intelligence support. Without it, every mission would require considerably more time and effort.

Now Zhao Er had arrived, but the Inspection Lineage disciple was nowhere to be found, making him frown.

"Keep waiting... or head straight back?"

Without support from the Inspection Lineage's intelligence personnel, Zhao Er could not possibly complete the mission quickly. Nor could he keep wasting his time here. Whether to wait or return was something he would have to weigh for himself.

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