Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 323 The Supervisor Arrives, the Demon-Detecting Mirror

Shanyang Prefecture.

Crimson Scale Guard Camp.

On this day, the weather was fine and the sky was filled with banners.

From the commander of the Crimson Scale Guard, General Cai Baimao, down to all the commanders, captains, centurions, and generals, all were fully armored and lined up in front of the camp, patiently waiting.

"Report!"

At this moment, a scout on horseback returned from the front. Before he even got close, he tumbled off his horse, bowed, and reported:
"General, the military supervisor's entourage is still five li away!"

"Explore again!"

"Here!"

After the scouts left, Cai Baimao lowered his eyelids, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but inwardly he was filled with doubts.

Since that day when he "substituted one thing for another," taking on the appearance of Cai Baimao and taking over the Red Scale Guard, several days have passed.

Now, all five hundred true-form personal guards in the entire personal guard battalion are controlled by him with threads, except for five personal guard generals.

They are all at the level of cultivation and cannot be controlled for the time being.

In addition, he also made corresponding arrangements around the various commanders, captains, and lieutenants.

When necessary, they can seize power directly and violently take control of the Crimson Scale Guards.

With the assistance of the two avatars, White Elephant and Fire Crow, the Crimson Scale Guards, while not entirely foolproof, were basically under their complete control.

However, yesterday he received a secret report from the Cai family that the imperial court had sent a military supervisor with an imperial decree from the capital, and he had to be careful in dealing with it.

Before long, a group of people, raising clouds of dust, approached from afar, clearing the way with gongs and banners waving, displaying their imposing presence.

The leading banner bore the inscription "Bearer of Huiling, Second Class by Imperial Decree," its strokes bold and vigorous, exuding a sharp and invigorating aura.

As the saying goes, one's handwriting reflects one's character.

Qian Zhong, the second-class Earl of Huiling, was the military supervisor sent by the imperial court.

Approaching thirty, he was tall and of average appearance, but his straight eyebrows and cold eyes made him clearly not an easy person to deal with.

According to the information from the Cai family, although this person came from a prestigious family, he was born out of wedlock and was not valued.

Later, he gained the appreciation of Grand Commandant Song Yingtian, which enabled him to achieve merit and rise rapidly in rank. He was granted the title of Second-Class Earl of Huiling and served as a commander of a thousand households in the Xuanjing Bureau.

However, three days ago, his superior, one of the Twelve Mystic Mirror Commanders, died in Black Wind Mountain.

Therefore, his purpose in coming to the Crimson Scale Guard as a military supervisor was to accumulate merits and advance his career, and he had his eye on the vacant position of Xuanjing Commander.

"The Cai family said that Qian Zhong is a vicious, cunning, greedy, and violent man who acts erratically, disregards the law and principles, and often violates social norms. He is a man who does things by any means and has no bottom line."

The spider-like avatar silently recalled the Cai family's evaluation of this person, its eyes flashing with six-colored light.

Such murderous intent! They're definitely not friendly!
Before long, Qian Zhong rode a black horse and led his men in a galloping charge.

The hoofbeats thundered, and dust billowed, without slowing down in the slightest.

When they were five steps away, the man suddenly pulled on the reins, and his black horse reared up, kicking up a cloud of mud and sand, before stopping two steps away.

The hot breath exhaled by the horses sprayed onto the face of the spider-like avatar, carrying the lingering stench of blood.

This black horse was a demon, five or six zhang long, with scales growing under its hair, a head shaped like a dragon, blood-red eyes, and a mouth full of sharp teeth, with bone fragments and flesh residue still remaining between its teeth.

Jiao Ma!

Possessing the bloodline of a dragon, it is one of the two types of mounts that the imperial court has successfully bred in recent years that can be mass-produced.

This dragon-horse was full of vigor and vitality, and was very intelligent. Even though it had not yet become a demon, it was not far off.

What a show of power!

"General Cai, I hope my beastly nature didn't frighten you?"

Qian Zhong did not dismount, but looked down at the spider-shaped avatar with a half-smile, and said:

"If this creature hadn't been a gift from the Grand Commandant, I would have killed it long ago and made soup with its meat."

"Hahaha..." The spider-like avatar laughed loudly, showing no sign of anger on its face:

"So it was a gift from Grand Commandant Song. No wonder it's so extravagant. It's a perfect match for Lord Qian, who is as capable as a horse and as brave as a man."

As he spoke, ignoring the unpleasant expressions of the commanders, captains, centurions, and soldiers behind him, and those on either side, he stepped forward, grabbed the reins, and walked into the military camp.
"Lord Qian is deeply trusted by the Grand Commandant. His visit is as if the Grand Commandant himself were here, which brings great honor to our humble Red Scale Guard..."

However, his behavior was seen as improper by the other officers, making them furious but unable to speak up due to the situation.

Leading the horse and holding the saddle is a gesture of respect from the inferior to the superior.

By using his spider-like avatar, he was essentially announcing to everyone that he was subordinate to Qian Zhong.

How could such a group of proud and fierce soldiers accept this?
"General Cai's move has put us on the spot, and I'm afraid the generals will find it hard to accept..."

Qian Zhong sensed the oppressive atmosphere in the camp, but his expression remained unchanged. He rode his horse nonchalantly, letting his spider-like avatar lead the dragon horse and carry him to the commander's tent.

"They're all just roughnecks, illiterate and uneducated. Don't bother with these brutes, Master Qian."

The spider-like avatar laughed loudly, helped Qian Zhong off his horse, and led him into the tent:
"Life in the army is austere. I have prepared a small feast to welcome Lord Qian and wash away the dust of his journey. Please do not take offense and please take a seat."

A welcoming feast had been prepared in the tent, with a mix of meat and vegetables, and both hot and cold dishes.

It uses the flesh and blood of spirits and monsters, supplemented with spiritual plants.

It cost five or six spirit stones just to prepare this meal.

It's very valuable!
Qian Zhong was a discerning man. Upon seeing the table of food and wine, his tone immediately softened considerably, and he no longer spoke with barbs.

Afterwards, the spider-shaped incarnation appointed several commanders and captains to sit and drink with him, and had the incarnations of White Elephant and Fire Crow lead people to settle Qian Zhong's men.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, the atmosphere became much more lively. Only after a few words of introduction did the spider-like incarnation begin to subtly probe.

"I have been ordered to come here to supervise the army, mainly to deal with the Black Wind Mountain incident."

Qian Zhong's face was flushed from drinking, but when he spoke of serious matters, his eyes were clear and there was no trace of drunkenness in them.

"General Cai, are you aware that a few days ago, a strange incident occurred in Black Wind Mountain? Zhang Bofeng, the demon-slaying general stationed there, was severely injured and remains unconscious. Tens of thousands of his elite soldiers perished with a single blow!"

A single palm strike?!

The spider-like avatar, having synchronized with the main body, knew that it was "Master Jingyue" who had made the move, but at this moment, it still showed a look of "shock" on its face.

The other officers, who were sitting in the row, were all speechless when they heard the news for the first time.

They had led troops in battle for most of their lives and knew the concept of tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

It is precisely because of this understanding that one can truly comprehend the terrifying power of "annihilating tens of thousands of elite soldiers with a single palm strike."

At this point, Qian Zhong seemed to think their shock wasn't enough, and added:
"In addition, the Prince of Jin's Green Lion Army also suffered heavy casualties, with losses no less than those of the imperial court. The two sides lost nearly 100,000 elite soldiers in total!"

One palm strike could annihilate 100,000 elite soldiers?

is this real?
But even cultivators of the Yellow Court or great demons cannot do it!

Is it...

"Gulu~"

For a moment, the breathing inside the tent was heavy, with only the soft sound of swallowing saliva remaining.

The spider-like avatar waited a moment, allowing everyone to process the news, before speaking:

"Did Lord Qian come here to deal with this matter?"

"This is one of them."

Qian Zhong nodded, took out a bronze mirror from his storage bag, and activated his true energy:

"Recently, a demon disguised as a human has infiltrated the army, using a substitute to impersonate someone else... resulting in enormous losses!"
The Grand Commandant ordered the Imperial Observatory to manufacture a batch of demon-detecting mirrors. A simple glance at the mirror within the camp would reveal any demon, exposing its true form.

As he spoke, he suddenly shook the mirror, and its surface shone brightly, illuminating the generals.

"Om~"

(End of this chapter)