My Master Knows It All

313: Chapter 148 The Invincible Grand Preceptor_5 313: Chapter 148 The Invincible Grand Preceptor_5 “Our Hundred Peaks Sect has geniuses, but don’t the other Sects have geniuses of their caliber?

Besides, how many disciples do the various Sects have?

When you add them all up, even if you had to pile them on, they would overwhelm them with sheer numbers.”

“That’s why many people seem to think the same way,” Chang Tiance said, glancing outside to confirm no one was around before continuing in a low voice, “Peak Master Cao, I also heard this from my master.

My master said, basically all Immortal Sects, everyone is waiting for the Grand Preceptor to fall into slumber.”

Suddenly understanding a point, Cao Zhen asked, “So, among these Immortal Sects, our Hundred Peaks Sect is also included?”

“Yes, our Hundred Peaks Sect is among them,” Chang Tiance whispered.

“Our Hundred Peaks Sect is not a selfish and self-serving Demon Sect; we can assist mortals.

However, as Immortals, we cannot allow mortals to command us at will, to dictate where we go, command us to bring rain, or to stop the floods.

We are Immortals, and we have our pride.

How could we accept orders from mortals!

My master told me that one of the very important reasons we entered the capital to pay our respects this time was to probe Taishi and the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty’s true situation.

However, our Hundred Peaks Sect cannot dispatch exceptionally strong experts.

For one, the Qiankun small epoch is approaching, and the experts wouldn’t dare move around casually.

Moreover, sending out top experts might alert the Grand Preceptor and his people.

Presumably, many other Sects, much like ours, will send people, but they won’t dispatch their strongest experts.”

Cao Zhen finally understood why the top-ranked Peak Masters didn’t attend that day, leaving Lan Pili to become the chief envoy and himself the deputy envoy.

After the recent reshuffling, Lan Pili’s Lightning Peak was ranked ninety-third.

After conversing with Chang Tiance, Cao Zhen left promptly.

Unbeknownst to them, the sky had already grown dark.

In various rooms, many Sect disciples had chosen not to enter their rooms.

Instead, they gathered in the large hall of the Immortal Reception House to meditate and practice Cultivation.

Presumably, everyone in their rooms had also begun their practice.

Cao Zhen looked around and then stepped out of the Immortal Reception House.

Since coming to this world, he had always been within the confines of his Sect and hadn’t taken a good look at what the world was like.

He did not wish to be like those transmigrators in novels who, upon arriving in a new world, do nothing but fight, fight, and fight, ascending to the highest ranks without ever appreciating the scenery along the way.

Taking advantage of being outside, he wanted to see the scenic beauty of this world.

As he walked out of the Immortal Reception House, strolling along the town’s streets, he discovered that this place was very different from Earth.

The night here was too quiet, so quiet that one couldn’t even hear a dog bark.

“No, this quietness is excessive!

How could there not be a single sound?”

Cao Zhen walked a few more steps into the town, then suddenly paused, lightly twitching his nose.

“The smell of blood!

This isn’t right; if one household had the smell of blood, it would be normal.

But why does it seem like the entire town, everywhere, there’s the scent of blood?”

With a leap, Cao Zhen jumped over the wall of a nearby courtyard and landed inside.

By the light of the moon, it was clear to see that in the center of the courtyard, there was a wooden basin filled with crimson blood.

“This blood is fresh.

What’s going on here?”

Cao Zhen glanced around, only to find that aside from the basin brimming with fresh blood, there was nothing else peculiar in the courtyard.

“The smell of fresh blood is everywhere.

Could the other households be the same?”

Cao Zhen quickly left, vaulted over the walls into other homes to check, and discovered that every courtyard had a wooden basin filled with fresh blood.

“This isn’t normal, this is definitely not normal.

I must go back and inform everyone from the Hundred Peaks Sect.”

Cao Zhen moved swiftly towards the Immortal Reception House.

His Cultivation Base was the strongest among the envoy group, but his experience was not abundant, and there was much he did not understand.

Perhaps someone from the Hundred Peaks Sect’s envoy group would know what was going on.

“Wuu wuu…”

He had just scaled the courtyard wall when suddenly, from a nearby courtyard, a faint sound of whimpering came through, a sound that echoed briefly before disappearing, yet in this quiet night, it was exceptionally distinguishable.

“What’s going on?”

With a leap, Cao Zhen landed in the courtyard from which the sound originated.

In this courtyard, there was also a basin filled with fresh blood, and beside the basin lay a sleeping child.

The child was asleep, and the whimpering obviously hadn’t come from the child—could it be from the child’s parents?

Cao Zhen’s gaze shifted towards the darkened room.

All around, sounds of whooshing pierced through the air.

Cao Zhen suddenly turned around and discovered in the darkness that several shadows were leaping from different locations, advancing into the distance with a peculiar gait.

Among them, one shadow was rushing towards him at high speed, an intense malice coming straight at him.

Five-thunder Righteous Method!

Purple lightning twined around Cao Zhen’s hand, and he hurled a bolt of lightning at the shadow charging towards him.

As the purple lightning fell, the blackened night sky suddenly brightened, and he could finally see the assailant’s appearance clearly.

This shadow, which had resembled a human figure, was now confirmed by Cao Zhen to indeed be a person.

But the person before him was different from normal people.