No Way Anyone Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

At the foot of Sky Mist Mountain…

A black-robed man was carrying a huge box on his back and hurrying up the mountain. His movements were very light, and he didn’t even dare to fly.

From time to time, he would glance behind him.

It was as if he was afraid of being discovered.

“Hahaha, the east region’s Holy Land is nothing more than this. I, Zhang San, have actually managed to successfully escape!”

The black-robed man laughed softly, his laughter filled with insolence.

His name was Zhang San!

This was a name that was infamous among all the forces in the east region!

In the past three years, he had roamed among the east region’s major sects, stealing their secret manuals and techniques. Even the only Holy Land in the east region had not escaped his hands.

People called Zhang San—the Lawless Madman!

He had recently stolen all the books in the Holy Land’s scripture holding depository. He had even burned the entire depository, causing countless experts from the Holy Land to chase after him.

From then on, he had been on the run.

After arriving at the foot of Sky Mist Mountain, he planned on heading up the mountain to lay low for a period of time.

He quickly rushed up when he suddenly felt something and stopped abruptly. He raised his head and looked toward the peak of Sky Mist Mountain.

“This is the aura of the Dao! Are there Soul Formation cultivators at the peak of the mountain? Could it be that those punks from the Holy Land have caught up?

“Impossible! Disregarding my Qi Concealment ability, even if those dogs were to catch up to me, they wouldn’t explicitly reveal their Dao aura. They would have attacked me directly.

“On closer inspection, this Dao aura is very weak, far less majestic than the Dao aura of a Soul Formation cultivator.”

Zhang San stared intently at the mountain peak. He was an existence at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. He only needed to comprehend the Dao to step into the Soul Formation stage. Thus, he was extremely sensitive to the aura of the Dao.

He could feel it. The Dao intent at the peak of the mountain was very weak. The one at the summit was either a half-step Soul Formation cultivator or someone who had just broken through to the Soul Formation stage.

In short, he had nothing to fear.

This was what Zhang San thought to himself as he continued to carry the large box up.

At that moment, a voice drifted over.

“Fellow Daoist, please halt.”

Zhang San was stunned and looked up.

A white-robed man stepped on the clouds and landed in front of him, blocking his path. His temperament was ethereal and illusory, like a banished immortal. At first glance, it seemed as if he was a peerless expert.

Zhang San’s eyes narrowed, and he became alert.

The person who had intercepted Zhang San was Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan faced Zhang San with his hands behind his back and said indifferently, “Fellow Daoist, our sect’s territory is further up the mountain. Please do not proceed further.”

Your sect? There was a sect on the mountain?

No! Since when did the Sky Mist Mountain have a sect? How could I not know?

Something is wrong…

That’s not the point!

Could the Dao aura I sensed earlier be from the disciples of the sect above!?

Zhang San’s expression did not change. He put down the box on his back and said slowly, “May I ask who you are and which sect is based on the mountain?”

He secretly channeled his dharmic power, ready to strike at any moment.

The aura of the person in front of him was too extraordinary. He actually gave him the feeling that he was facing the Holy Land’s Sect Leader. Thus, he really did not dare to underestimate Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan replied casually, “The one on the mountain is named Daoless Sect. I am the Sect Leader of the Daoless Sect.

“My sect is just a small sect. Fellow Daoist, you don’t have to think too much about it. There’s only a disciple cultivating in the sect and me. My sect prefers peace and tranquility and does not want to be disturbed. If you have nothing else you need here, please leave the mountain.”

There are only the two of them cultivating in the sect? Was the Dao intent previously from his disciple?

His disciple is actually at the Soul Formation stage…

Then what is this Sect Leader’s realm?

Is he at the realm above the Soul Formation stage, the Tribulation stage!?

No wonder!

It’s no wonder that this person’s temperament is so extraordinary. He is actually an old monster at the Tribulation stage…

However, this old fellow did not realize that I am the Lawless Madman. I can totally slip away!

Zhang San’s eyes flashed as he felt lucky. He cupped his hands and said, “Since Senior doesn’t want to be disturbed, then this junior will take his leave first!”

With that, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

After a few steps, just as he was about to leap into the air, a faint voice sounded from behind.

“Fellow Daoist, you forgot to take your box.”

The voice frightened Zhang San, and he almost fell down. He turned around and saw the large box that he had left behind.

He cursed himself for being careless before walking over to carry the box and thanking Chu Yuan.

“Thank you for your reminder, Senior. If there’s nothing else, this junior will take his leave.”

Chu Yuan spoke again. “Fellow Daoist, this box is so big. May I know what’s inside?”

It contains all the secret manuals and techniques that I have stolen from the various sects.

However, can I even say such things out loud?

If he really did say it, this old fellow was probably going to execute him in the name of justice!

He could not say it. He could only continue lying!

Zhang San tried his best to calm his expression. He took a deep breath and said, “Senior, there are things that this junior uses to earn a living inside this box. They are all fake cultivation techniques, and I sell them to mortals who are nearing the end of their lifespans but still have the dream to live forever.”

Fake cultivation techniques? Fake? It’s good that it is fake!

The Daoless Sect’s Hall of Impartation was still empty. It would be best if he could buy some fake cultivation techniques to better be able to trick disciples.

Chu Yuan said with interest, “Fake cultivation techniques? Let me take a look.”

Damn! You’re even interested in fake cultivation techniques!?

Zhang San cursed in his heart. However, he did not dare to do anything. He obediently put down the big box and quickly opened it.

“Senior, these are all fake cultivation techniques. You can’t take them seriously. Even if one cultivates them for 70 to 80 years, they won’t be able to have any results.

“If Senior lacks cultivation techniques, I do have some here. As long as Senior needs them, I will give them to you.”

Zhang San slowly retreated backward as he spoke. He was afraid that Chu Yuan would suddenly erupt and suppress him.

Chu Yuan rolled his eyes. He couldn’t be bothered with what this fellow was thinking. He could just pretend that he did not hear himself being called a senior.

He then headed for the big box and picked up one of the books.

Heavenly Dao True Body!

The name sounds impressive, but it’s unfortunate that it’s fake.

After opening the book and reading the first line, Chu Yuan was amused.

For example, when a Soul Formation cultivator was comprehending the Dao, they could visualize the Heavenly Dao in their minds and communicate with it. They could also absorb the Heavenly Dao’s power into their bodies and make themselves accustomed to it.

They would draw upon the Heavenly Dao’s power into their bodies to form the Heavenly Dao True Body during battle. The more they cultivated, the more augmentation they would receive!

The moment Chu Yuan read that, he knew that it was all a bluff!

Soon, he looked at the second book…

It was regarding the breeding of Immortal Pigs.

Pu!

Chu Yuan was laughing like a 100-kilogram fatty in his heart, but he still looked calm and composed on the surface.

He put down the book and looked at Zhang San.

“I’ll buy all of these. How much is each pound of books?”

Zhang San, “!?”

Calculated by pounds?

These are all the secret manuals of the various large sects, and their sale prices are calculated by their weight!?