My Master Knows It All

"Black Kirin, are you provoking our Indistinct Sect?"

"Our Skyeye Clan and your Beastman Clan are currently in a period of peace, and you dare to act like this. Aren’t you afraid that because of you, we’ll provoke a war between our clans and you’ll become a sinner of the Beastman Clan!"

"Damn it, put down those arms!"

Zhang Zhaodong is a disciple of Indistinct Sect, yet his opponent left Zhang Zhaodong’s arms on the arena and threatened not to let anyone take them, clearly insulting their Indistinct Sect and their Skyeye Clan.

Moreover, Zhang Zhaodong is currently at the Core Formation Stage, and to restore his arms, he alone cannot achieve this; it requires experts from the sect to help.

Even with expert intervention, Zhang Zhaodong would need to expend a large amount of time, energy, and resources to grow new arms.

This would delay their cultivation, not to mention, the newly grown arms would require a long time to adapt.

This is extremely lethal for cultivators who are in a period of advancement.

If these severed arms were found and directly reattached, the impact would be much smaller.

Upon hearing the words of the Indistinct Sect crowd, Black Kirin immediately sneered, "Provoke a war? You think war is a child’s play, that you can ignite it at will? Moreover, if his strength is lacking, who can be blamed for that?

If afraid of death or injury, then don’t attend the conference, just hide in your Great Teaching."

"In a while, I’ll see who dares to take his arms."

Laughing, he jumped off the arena.

On the Skyeye Clan side, everyone was infuriated, yet none went to look at the arena.

They believed that Black Kirin would certainly follow through on his words!

Of course, it wasn’t without a solution, such as going to the arena, defeating the opponent, and taking Zhang Zhaodong’s arms, which would inevitably lead Black Kirin to cause trouble.

However, they could entirely avoid entering the arena themselves and directly challenge the arena occupied by the Beastmen Clan.

In this way, even if Black Kirin wanted to cause trouble, there would be no way.

But there was risk, such as the arena being snatched by another cultivator ahead of them.

Moreover, no one wanted to be targeted by someone as fierce and powerful as Black Kirin.

Black Kirin didn’t stay on the arena for long since others still need to fight.

At the moment Black Kirin’s clan members left the arena, various figures leaped out. Cao Zhen also dashed out, heading directly to the arena where Zhang Zhaodong had just fought Black Kirin.

As soon as he reached the arena, he picked up Zhang Zhaodong’s severed arms and placed them into his Qiankun Bag.

Zhang Zhaodong is from the Indistinct Sect; how could he possibly stand by and watch a disciple of the Indistinct Sect be humiliated like this?

All around, a crowd of cultivators was stunned.

Black Kirin had just said not to touch those arms, and yet this fellow came up without a word and just collected them.

The battle had not yet begun, but whether it was the Skyeye Clan cultivators or the Beastman Clan’s cultivators, all eyes were on Cao Zhen.

Having already fought several times before, many Beastman Clan cultivators had an impression of Cao Zhen.

"That’s the one who defeated the Skyeye Clan cultivator from Min Xingzhu."

"This guy actually ignored Black Kirin’s provocation."

"He’s looking for death."

The Skyeye Clan side saw Cao Zhen’s actions, and they cheered but there were also many with worried expressions.

"Cao Zhen is also an Indistinct Sect cultivator; there’s no problem in him taking Zhang Zhaodong’s arms. The fear is of Black Kirin retaliating against Cao Zhen without restraint."

The Indistinct Sect crowd worried even further: "I saw Cao Zhen fight before, I know how powerful Cao Zhen is."

"However, the problem is, Cao Zhen should be about as strong as Zhang Zhaodong; after all, both passed the ninth gate of the Sky-reaching Gate, neither has passed the tenth!"

"In fact, Zhang Zhaodong’s strength might be even greater; after all, Zhang Zhaodong has cultivated for longer, with deeper accumulations. Furthermore, Zhang Zhaodong has a High Level Immortal Body, while Cao Zhen isn’t even an Immortal Body."

"Perhaps Cao Zhen has already considered not occupying the arena first."

On the Beastman Clan side, Black Kirin’s pair of fierce eyes were fixed on Cao Zhen on the arena, his tone cold: "Good, Skyeye Clan boy, I’ll remember you. I’ve never failed my promises, soon you’ll know the feeling of having your limbs severed."

As his voice fell, all sixty-four arenas were occupied by cultivators.

Facing Cao Zhen was a Rat Tribe cultivator with a slender body, a head like a rat, a pointed nose, and a long, thin tail behind.

As the light curtain rose all around, Cao Zhen suddenly charged out at an astonishing speed to the Rat Tribe cultivator opposite, drawing the longsword held in his hand!

One sword out, the world was shocked!

The Rat Tribe opponent only saw a silver light flying out before him, seemingly a galaxy falling from the Ninth Heaven.

This sword was filled with an unstoppable momentum.

He had never seen such a fierce sword, as if this single sword would decide victory or defeat, determining life or death.

Watching this sword appear, the momentum he had just built up suddenly weakened without knowing why.

In the next moment, the longsword suddenly enlarged before his eyes, then disappeared, leaving a burst of pain on his body.

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