Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Above the azure sky,

Ye Luo stood on his flying sword, surrounded by whirling breezes.

The golden light that had gathered around him during the convergence of destiny had already vanished.

But he could feel it.

Centered around him, within a hundred miles, there was an indescribable, invisible current.

These currents swirled around him, concentrated and unyielding.

If he wasn't wrong, these must be the so-called fortunes.

The fortunes needed to establish a Cultivation Holy Land!

However, these fortunes seemed ephemeral, as if they could dissipate at any moment.

It seemed that as soon as Ye Luo left the place where the fortunes converged.

These fortunes would immediately disperse.

If he couldn't change this phenomenon.

Then even if Ye Luo established a Holy Land, he would be limited in his actions, unable to leave the Holy Land in the future, and must forever stay to guard it.

Such a situation.

Was definitely not what Ye Luo wanted.

Ye Luo fell into deep thought, looking for a solution.

Suddenly, a voice entered his mind.

"Master, all Spiritual Treasures have the effect of eternally anchoring fortunes. Superior Spiritual Treasures have the best suppressing effect. Otherwise, what did you think, why spiritual treasures are usually the Sect's Guardian Treasures?"

The voice of the Endless Sword Gourd!

Hearing this,

Ye Luo was stunned for a moment, then his senses returned, and a faint joy flickered in his eyes as he patted the Endless Sword Gourd at his waist.

The Endless Sword Gourd immediately understood and soared into the sky.

When the Endless Sword Gourd, sitting above the skies, radiated dazzling blue light, the majesty of a Spiritual Treasure was fully exhibited.

As the Endless Sword Gourd levitated in the air.

Ye Luo clearly felt that the invisible fortunes had stabilized, with no more signs of dissipation.

Whew...

Ye Luo breathed a sigh of relief, intending to descend and take the next step.

But suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he inexplicably felt as though he was being watched.

And this feeling of being watched came from...

Above!

Ye Luo looked up sharply at the sky, golden light emerging in his eyes.

He had thought something was in the sky.

But to his surprise, there was nothing above.

"What's going on here?"

Ye Luo was momentarily perplexed.

In the next instant.

An epiphany struck him, as if by divine inspiration.

Fortunes set, it was time to make a declaration.

To announce to heaven and earth that a new Holy Land in the Eastern State had been established!

Could it be so?

Ye Luo nodded slightly, standing on the flying sword with his hands behind his back.

"Today, I, Ye Luo, in the East of the Eastern State, atop the peak of the Xuan Song Seventy-two Mountain Range, hereby establish a Cultivation Holy Land! I formally declare, to replace the Qiandi Dao Sect as the Holy Ground of the Eastern State, and become the new Holy Land of the Eastern State!!"

"The way originates from nothing, and from nothing comes one. Therefore, the name of the Holy Land shall be the Taiyi Sword Sect! Establish the Wayless Sect as the ancestral court of the Taiyi Sword Sect! Anchored by the Superior Spiritual Treasure, the Endless Sword Gourd!"

"All those in the Eastern State with excellent aptitude may enter the Taiyi Sword Sect!"

His voice resonated like a bell.

Echoing in the ears of the numerous Elders below.

Causing their minds to shake, momentarily dazed.

Boom...

Just then.

A gust of wind swept past, enveloping the high mountain they stood upon and the nearby seventy-one giant peaks.

This gust of wind, as it brushed by, also snapped the many Elders, Shen Caijun, and Nie Yunfei back to reality.

"This wind... Why does it make me feel cold?"

"No, this isn't an ordinary wind. Haven't you noticed, after the wind passed, the spiritual energy... the spiritual energy around us has become much denser..."

"It hasn't just become denser, the spiritual energy is rising wildly, no! This mountain range is plundering the spiritual energy of the Eastern State! It's gathering the spiritual energy here!!"

"The Holy Land has been successfully founded!!"

"The density of this spiritual energy surpasses that of the Qiandi Dao Sect..."

"That's hard to say. The Qiandi Dao Sect has long lost its peak state, while the newly established Holy Land has reached the peak in one step..."

The many Elders excitedly discussed among themselves.

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Meanwhile.

Atop the Wayless Sect on Misty Mountain.

Inside the Chu Yuan Palace.

At this very moment.

Chu Yuan had reached a critical point, his aura was extremely unstable, rising one moment and falling the next.

He was clearly on the verge of a breakthrough.

Ever since Chu Yuan had returned to the palace, he had been engrossed in studying the secret texts obtained from the Changhe Sect.

After arriving at some conclusions.

He immediately began cultivating.

More than two months later, by some fluke, Chu Yuan miraculously cultivated to the early stage peak of the Golden Core Realm.

Now, he was attempting to break through to the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm.

However, breaking through to the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm was proving to be quite tricky.

Stuck in this limbo.

It left Chu Yuan's aura fluctuating wildly, rising and falling, becoming extremely unstable.

His handsome face turned red with strain.

At this point.

Chu Yuan was out of options.

Having started the breakthrough, you couldn't just stop halfway, could you?

It's like jumping forward with both feet, reaching mid-air, and then expecting to retract back, right?

There was no other way!

He had to make a desperate gamble!

A fierce light flashed in Chu Yuan's eyes.

He needed to absorb a significant amount of spiritual energy, and make a push to break through the realm in one go!

Either he would fail or he would succeed.

There was only one choice.

Chu Yuan made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and prepared to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to make the breakthrough.

He opened his mouth, ready to perform a whale-like inhalation of spiritual energy.

Just as Chu Yuan was about to devour the spiritual energy.

Suddenly, the wind howled and clouds surged.

The already not-so-dense spiritual energy around Chu Yuan seemed to have received some call.

In an instant, all the spiritual energy disappeared.

The palace became a vacuum in the blink of an eye.

Chu Yuan's attempt to inhale spiritual energy like a whale ended in desolation...

Bang!!

Chu Yuan's aura stopped abruptly, and his body emitted a loud boom.

The breakthrough failed!

"I'm so...,"

Chu Yuan felt like dying. What the hell had just happened?

Out of spiritual energy at the critical moment of a breakthrough?!

"If I find out who's screwing around, they won't know why the flowers are so red!"

The failed breakthrough left Chu Yuan seething with anger.

He unleashed his Divine Sense, sweeping across the territory of the Sect.

Yet, he discovered that there wasn't much spiritual energy both inside and outside the Sect.

The spiritual energy above the Wayless Sect seemed to have been summoned away, flying out of Misty Mountain.

"What has happened? Has some old monster broken through and sucked away all the spiritual energy?"

Chu Yuan muttered to himself grimly, his expression uglier than ever.

But there was nothing he could do.

Was he supposed to go pick a fight with whoever was responsible?

"Forget it, forget it. If the breakthrough isn't successful this time, I'll just try again next time. After all, it won't be long before the Sect's evaluation. With Zhang Han and Su Qianyuan's help, I'll be able to reach the late-stage Golden Core Realm shortly,"

"With my own cultivation, I'll then be at the peak of the late-stage Golden Core Realm, ready to return to the Nascent Soul Realm at any moment,"

Chu Yuan muttered under his breath, calming his emotions.

Before his attempt at the breakthrough.

The system had already prompted that the evaluation date was approaching.

Which meant the year was almost over.

Chu Yuan silently opened the system template that only he could see to check how much time was left until the evaluation date.

A deep blue template materialized.

A block of text was forming on it.

[Time remaining until Sect evaluation: 5 hours, 34 minutes, 26 seconds]

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