Zhang Li had the guts to say this because he had a green scale with him.
Zhu Yunshan had encountered a demon on the boat and had nearly been killed.
Everyone in the cabin had different expressions.
Although they did not know why Zhang Li was so sure about it, since someone of his status had spoken, there must be a reason.
Had he really seen one before?
At the door, Yu Mengmeng held back the tears in her eyes.
It had to be Qing Yue!
Qing Yue was in the Luo River…
The atmosphere in the cabin was a little gloomy.
"How can we allow evil spirits to cause chaos in the great Zhao state!" The Martial King growled. The blood in his body boiled, and a faint shadow appeared behind him.
Although the condensed form of his vitality was illusory, one could still see how powerful he was.
It was rumored that the Martial King had challenged the five grandmasters of the imperial family and won against each and every one of them.
The cultivation of Zhao's second prince was really strong.
Zhang Li remained calm.
Zhao Ji was momentarily stunned as he looked at his second uncle's condensed spirit energy and vitality.
His second uncle had been guarding the border for 20 years. Why did he suddenly return to Luojing?
Was he back to destroy demons?
Su Ming's expression turned a little grim as he looked toward the cabin door.
Yu Mengmeng's face was pale.
"We're here!"
Zhang Chu's voice came from the bow of the ship.
A few of them stood up and walked out of the cabin.
They were at Turtle Back Beach.
"This is the place.
"Look, there's still blood there." Zhang Chu pointed at the red patches on a mound and spoke in a low voice.
He was no longer as nervous as before.
When he turned to look at the crowd, his eyes were filled with anticipation.
Daoist Master Zhuo Yun, who was guarding the bow with him, spoke in a friendly tone. Besides, he was a first-class expert who could walk on waves.
Elder Sun spoke with a smile on his face, and even though he had a high status, he considered himself a lowly person.
Zhang Chu would never be able to get close to a person like him in his entire life. Yet, this man called him "little brother" and chatted with him today.
The other big shots whose statuses were unimaginable spoke to him without any contempt as well.
Zhang Chu felt great joy in his heart.
Sun Jinran was standing behind Zhao Ji on the mound. He took a few steps forward and looked around. He nodded after he bent down to observe the area for a moment.
"There is a trace of True Essence in this blood.
"The surrounding rocks were smashed with more than 1,000 pounds of force.
"There are also knife marks and traces of heavy weapons."
...
Even though Sun Jinran had not stepped into the martial arts world, it was obvious that he was extremely familiar with martial arts.
Turtle Back Beach was indeed the place where the two Spirit Sensing martial artists had died last night.
However, there were only traces there, so it was impossible to tell who killed them or why they were fighting.
Martial King Zhao Cheng turned to look at Sun Jinran and narrowed his eyes.
"Since they were martial artists, why were they fighting here in the middle of the night?
"Also, why did you make the wounds look like they were caused by a demon?"
The Martial King turned to look at Zhao Ji.
Su Ming also shifted his gaze around.
Zhao Ji was slightly stunned, and his expression changed.
"Second Uncle, those under Prince Yu would never forge demon tracks."
After all, the Demon Extermination Order was issued because Prince Yu had reported the traces of the demons.
Now that there were no demons around, people could not help but suspect Prince Yu of lying just to complete the emperor's mission.
To let the world know that there were demons in the Luo River, Prince Yu's men deliberately left "traces of demons" in various places.
"Second Master, who is adding to the chaos then?" Su Ming had no choice but to speak.
Prince Yu's son was intelligent, but he was still too inexperienced.
The Martial King would not suspect that there were demons in the Luo River.
Su Ming and Mr. Zhang had proof, so there must be a demon.
But who was messing with them?
Su Ming's thoughts raced, but he remained silent.
Some things were better left unsaid.
When he heard Su Ming's reminder, Zhao Ji naturally understood what the Martial King meant.
Someone was deliberately trying to throw them off.
Who would try to do this?
How would they benefit?
Could it be…
He dared not imagine it!
Without realizing, Zhao Ji turned to look at Zhang Li.
He had always felt that Mr. Zhang would have a way to deal with things that he could not do anything about.
Zhang Li pondered for a moment and took out a talisman that flashed with golden cloud patterns.
This talisman was worth five spirit stones.
"The Great Dao has no trace. All things appear and gather!"
With a soft exclamation, the talisman on Zhang Li's fingertip ignited without any wind and turned into a faint golden light screen.
A dark space on the light screen changed, and it finally revealed two figures.
This was a replay of the scene from last night!
What kind of immortal technique was this?!
Surprise filled Su Ming's face.
Zhao Ji's mouth was agape, and his face was blank.
Zhao Cheng's eyes lit up, while Yu Mengmeng's face was filled with panic and a trace of respect.
Sun Jinran dared not look directly at him, but the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.
Zhuo Yun's expression was much calmer, as though he was used to it.
Meanwhile, Zhang Chu's body trembled as he muttered to himself, "It's-It's-It's them…"
The scene on the light screen changed rapidly.
"Hu Jue, you're crazy. You sold the information about the demon for 10,000 taels of silver." A voice came from the dim screen.
"So what? Do you still expect us to catch demons ourselves?" The other voice sounded pleased with himself.
"When we get the 10,000 taels of silver, I'll give you 3,000 taels."
"I was afraid that the buyer wouldn't recognize the blackmail, so I brought you along."
Was this the truth behind the battle last night?
One of them had seen a demon!
There really was a demon in the Luo River!
Suddenly, a figure appeared on the screen, and he was treading on the waves.
"Did you see a demon?" His voice was low.
"Did you bring the silver?" the person called Hu Jue asked.
The figure that was treading on the waves raised his hand and threw out a piece of paper.
Hu Jue caught it and laughed happily. Then, he stepped forward and whispered a few words to the figure.
The figure nodded but suddenly raised his hand and brought it down.
Hu Jue died on the spot.
The others panicked and tried to escape, but the wave treading expert caught up to them in one step. They were hit several times before they fell to the ground in a pool of blood.
"Since we've seen the demon, we can't let it live," the figure with his hands behind his back whispered a few words. Then, he bent down and left a laceration on the two corpses. He then threw them into the Luo River and stepped on the waves again.
He was a first-class martial artist in the Spirit Condensation Realm!
Although someone in the Spirit Condensation Realm was not considered a top-notch expert, he was still a first-class martial artist. He was likely an elder or leader of an ordinary martial arts sect.
Darkness returned to the light screen.
Zhang Li waved his hand, and the image disappeared.
"Mr. Zhang, this is a divine technique…" Zhao Ji looked at him and whispered softly.
He had never seen anything like it in the mortal world.
The others nodded as well.
Even the silent Martial King Zhao Cheng looked at Zhang Li with amazement in his eyes.
"This person knows where the demon is." Zhuo Yun said as he stood behind Zhang Li.
The person called Hu Jue had stepped forward and whispered something to the expert. He must have told him where the demon was.
Unfortunately, his voice was too soft to be heard.
Zhao Ji turned to look at the billowing smoke above the Luo River and shook his head. "That person, who treaded on the waves, covered his tracks. I'm afraid it won't be easy to find him…"
"It's not difficult to find him." Zhang Li waved his hand and said indifferently.
He had not spent five spirit stones just to exchange them for some divine means.
Since he was willing to devote himself to the mortals and observe the martial arts world, he was looking for results.
He raised his hand again, and another talisman appeared.
This talisman condensed into a white bird, which flapped its wings and flew in the direction of the last boat on the screen.
It was a tracking talisman.
This talisman was much cheaper than the previous one, and it was produced by Zhu Yunshan.
"Let's go," Zhang Li said softly before he turned back to the ship.
The wooden boat started moving, and it followed the little bird.
No one on the bow said anything.
They had witnessed something truly shocking today.
Was this another immortal technique?
Zhang Chu wrapped the robe tighter around him.
He felt that the robe probably carried some immortal energy.
Yu Mengmeng quietly clenched her fists.
Mr. Zhang's methods were too miraculous. Would he be able to find Qing Yue?
If he found Qing Yue, would he capture her and send her to the Demon Subduing Pavilion?
The boat traveled for 10 miles and stopped once the city walls of Luojing were visible in the distance.
That was because the little white bird was currently perched on the mast of a large boat.
This boat was more than five feet tall and nearly ten feet long. Its entire body was painted red with golden threads.
The boat's mast was tall, and its light sails flapped in the wind.
Bright red lanterns decorated the boat, and they, too, swayed with the breeze.
"I was wondering why my talisman was above the Luo River.
"Brother Zhang, has the loneliness become too much to bear? Are you here to visit the Cloud Boat?"
Zhu Yunshan stood on the deck and leaned against the side of the boat with a smile on his face. He waved his hand, and the bird on the mast landed on his arm.
"I drew the talisman, so of course it recognizes me."