No Way Anyone Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Another mountain was several hundred miles away from Sky Mist Mountain. It was called Taiyue Mountain.

After traveling for several days, Chu Yuan brought Zhang Han to this place.

As the saying went, “One should rest first before continuing on their way.”

Zhang Han did not suspect anything and followed his Master to rest.

At that moment, Chu Yuan felt extremely conflicted. He gazed in the Sky Mist Mountain’s direction and remained silent for a long time.

A gentle breeze blew, causing his snow-white robe to flutter in the wind. His originally ethereal aura was now mixed with a hint of melancholy. He was like an immortal who was worried about the rise and fall of the world.

Chu Yuan could not be blamed for being depressed. His eldest disciple, Ye Luo, had backstabbed him, causing him to go from the Nascent Soul stage to the Golden Core stage…

He really couldn’t think of anything.

This disciple that he thought had already been dealt with had actually f*cking comprehended something and even stabbed him in the back!

It turned out that Ye Luo had been serious when he had said that he had comprehended a trace of Dao and was certainly not suffering from hypochondria…

It turned out that the swordsmanship that Ye Luo practiced every day in the sect was not superficial. It was real swordsmanship…

From the beginning to the end, he had been under the impression that Ye Luo had contracted hypochondria.

From the looks of it, he was the one suffering from hypochondria.

Chu Yuan recalled the scene of his Nascent Soul shattering into a Golden Core and could not help but vomit blood.

He suddenly recalled a phrase from his previous life’s web novels: “Those surnamed Ye will always lead the protagonist’s life.”

He had taken in a guy with the life of a protagonist. How could his realm not drop?

But now, what was done was done.

No matter how much he regretted it, it was useless.

He would remember this lesson.

The next time he went down the mountain to accept disciples, no matter how useless they were, he would not accept anyone surnamed Ye!

No matter how much Chu Yuan’s heart ached, he still had to think about how he should face Ye Luo.

If he returned, would he directly announce that he would kick Ye Luo out of the sect?

No!

Because of Ye Luo, he had fallen by a great cultivation realm!

If he kicked Ye Luo out of the sect just like that, he would have really suffered a huge loss!

Didn’t Ye Luo comprehend something? He would find an opportunity to pry things out of him and then kick him out of the sect!

That’s right. He wanted to get his hands on what Ye Luo had comprehended. This would at least make up for what he had lost. After all, he was penniless now and lacked everything.

Chu Yuan’s gloomy mood eased a little with such thoughts in mind, but he was still unhappy.

However, when Chu Yuan looked at Zhang Han, he felt much better.

He could understand how someone who was born without a spirit root had a near-perfect Dao Body.

However, if one’s spirit root was struck by lightning, what genius constitution could one possibly have?

If Zhang Han really had a special constitution that made him a genius like Ye Luo, he would find a big rock and kill himself.

How could one possibly comprehend something with just a few of his words?

If it was really that easy, why did he, Chu Yuan, not comprehend anything.

Ye Luo was definitely an exception. Normal people were definitely not like him.

Zhang Han’s case would definitely not become like that of Ye Luo.

The increase of a small realm was already in his grasp.

This is what he, Chu Yuan, said.

Even God could not stop him from grooming Zhang Han to become a useless and crippled disciple!

Phew…

Chu Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and said to Zhang Han, “Let’s go. The sect is just up ahead. Let’s rest when we reach the sect.”

Without waiting for Zhang Han to respond, he flicked his wide sleeve and led Zhang Han on a cloud toward the Daoless Sect.

Above the clouds…

Chu Yuan controlled the cloud to fly toward the sect.

Zhang Han stood beside Chu Yuan, looking down at the mountains and rivers. He raised his head and looked at Chu Yuan’s back, his eyes filled with curiosity.

He was not stupid. It could be seen that his Master was very mysterious.

He was clearly an expert. Yet, back in Springfield City, he had been acting as if he didn’t understand the cultivation world at all.

When he had been in the Xuantian Mountain Range, he had seen that the other party’s cultivation bases weren’t weak, yet they had all been fawning over his Master like dogs. They had wanted nothing more than to bootlick his Master up into the sky.

Clearly.

His master was quite famous in the cultivation world.

As a member of Springfield City’s Zhang family, he had heard a little about the experts of the major sects in the cultivation world.

However, he had never heard of his Master.

There was only one possibility… His Master was one of the most powerful cultivators in the cultivation world. At his level, he was unable to access information or know about his Master.

If he was right, his Master’s sect was also extremely powerful.

However, this was only his guess.

Although it was a guess, Zhang Han already had an answer in his heart.

“Disciple, we’re here. Look, our sect is just up ahead.”

Chu Yuan composed himself while riding on the cloud before pointing at the area covered with clouds and mist in front of him in high spirits.

When Zhang Han heard this, he craned his neck to take a look, but all he could see were clouds and mist. He could not see what was inside.

A thought arose in his mind.

Could it be… an array formation?

Seeming to confirm his guess, Chu Yuan smiled and sent his power into the void to communicate with the array diagram.

All of a sudden, the billowing clouds ahead seemed to have been parted by an invisible hand, revealing a path. It was as though an ancient paradise was welcoming its master’s return.

Upon seeing this, Chu Yuan nodded in satisfaction and turned to look at Zhang Han.

When he saw Zhang Han’s dazed expression, he was even more satisfied.

If he wanted this disciple to stay, he had to scare this disciple first.

Chu Yuan was well aware of that.

Look at how cute this disciple looked when he was intimidated. He did not waste the immense amount of Dharmic powers needed to activate the array formation.

This first step was very good. The beginning was perfect.

He believed that the follow-up would be even better.

However, he felt a little weak.

The Golden Core stage did not involve much Dharmic power, to begin with. After flying for a long period and using it to activate the array formation, his Dharmic power had nearly been depleted.

This made Chu Yuan miss the Nascent Soul stage even more.

If he was still a Nascent Soul cultivator, he wouldn’t even have consumed a tenth of his Dharmic power when he executed these moves.

Although he felt sad, he would never slack off.

So what if he was at the Golden Core stage?

Chu Yuan firmly believed that as long as he could teach and cripple a few more useless disciples, as long as he did not encounter another Ye Luo, he would definitely be able to rise again.

Yeah…

I went from Golden Core to a Supreme Being!

Chu Yuan regained his confidence!

His face also revealed a calm expression.

“Come, disciple. I’ll bring you to meet your Eldest Senior Brother,” Chu Yuan said lightly.

He then brought Zhang Han to the Sky Mist Mountain’s foot and headed up the mountain.

Do not ask why he chose to walk.

If you really wanted to know, it was because he had no more Dharmic power left in him to ride on a cloud.

Zhang Han did not ask further and followed Chu Yuan.

Half an hour later…

The two of them finally arrived at the mountain gate.

Zhang Han looked at the majestic mountain gate in front of him. He was convinced that his Master was a top-tier powerhouse. The sect was also a powerful sect!

Just as the two of them entered the mountain gate, a voice suddenly sounded.

“Disciple Ye Luo welcomes Master back to the sect!!”

His voice echoed in all directions as if it came from above the nine heavens.

Zhang Han’s eyes widened.

Was this the Eldest Senior Brother?

This Eldest Senior Brother was a little too strong…