Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

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Wayless Sect, Ancestral Master Hall.

At this moment, Chu Yuan was sitting on the Sect Master's throne, lost in thought.

He was contemplating his path forward.

Now, he had plummeted to the Qi Refining Realm Early Stage Peak.

His combat power was pitifully weak.

Through hard cultivation, he might reach the Foundation Establishment Realm within a year.

But that speed was too slow.

To grow stronger quickly, he could only rely on taking in disciples and educating the hopeless ones. Continue your adventure with empire

However, this time, Chu Yuan still planned to play it safe.

First, take on one disciple.

Cultivate himself while teaching the hopeless disciple.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take on more disciples.

But he was scared.

If he took two or three more,

and if indeed all of them turned out successful after a year, that would mean losing two or three major realms in cultivation levels.

Chu Yuan was now at the Qi Refinement Stage.

Even if he cultivated up to the Foundation Establishment Realm within a year,

being deducted one or two major realms would make him a mortal.

What he feared most was being deducted three major realms...

Who knows what would happen then.

So Chu Yuan decided, if possible, to first play it safe.

Although it was a bit disheartening to prepare for failure even before taking a disciple, it wasn't Chu Yuan's fault.

His last three disciples had all succeeded.

If he didn't chicken out a bit, he would probably be finished.

"Better to be safe, better to be safe. First, I'll ruin one, and after gaining experience, I can just follow the same pattern."

Chu Yuan silently set his goal for the year.

Right now,

he just needed to descend the mountain to find a talented disciple.

Not bad.

Chu Yuan had changed his plans about taking disciples.

He intended to take in a genius.

Ruin a genius!

Taking a genius was the right approach.

Chu Yuan immediately stood up, ready to descend the mountain.

No sooner had he taken a step,

than he froze in place.

Wait, he was at the Qi Refinement Stage...

A pitifully weak Qi Refinement Stage cultivator...

How was he supposed to descend the mountain now? He couldn't even fly.

Even if he made it down the mountain, what good was a Qi Refinement Stage cultivator?

This...

Chu Yuan was dumbfounded.

How could a Qi Refinement Stage cultivator take on disciples??

With his Qi Refinement Stage cultivation, he couldn't take on a disciple worth a damn.

Maybe a useless one, possibly.

But a genius? He was afraid even a guard from their family could outclass him.

Imagining the scene where he went to take a disciple only to be slapped out by a guard, Chu Yuan cursed his own rashness.

No, this won't do!

On his own, taking on a talented disciple wasn't viable!

Chu Yuan was suddenly at a loss.

If Ye Luo hadn't been driven down the mountain by him, things would have been much better.

He could have brought Ye Luo with him.

Sigh...

Chu Yuan heaved a long sigh.

But suddenly,

a spark of inspiration flashed through his mind.

Hold on.

He doesn't just have one disciple.

He still has Zhang Han!

This Zhang Han, although a sly old fox, was very strong.

According to the System's assessment, Zhang Han was at the Divinity Transformation Realm.

As long as he could coax Zhang Han to descend the mountain with him, taking on disciples would be a sure thing.

Moreover, Zhang Han had backstabbed him, leading to his fall in realms.

Wasn't it fair to have Zhang Han accompany him in taking disciples?!

"Yes, yes, bringing Zhang Han would secure it!"

"But to coax Zhang Han, I still need to think up a good script."

Chu Yuan furrowed his brows, thinking about how best to manipulate Zhang Han.

He thought for a long time.

Until dusk fell.

Only then did Chu Yuan come up with a plan.

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He prepared six different sets of strategies to bamboozle Zhang Han.

It all depended on how Zhang Han would respond.

Regardless of the response, he had his bamboozling strategies ready.

Chu Yuan was thinking about going out to find Zhang Han.

Just at that moment,

Outside the Ancestral Master Hall, a voice as refreshing as a spring breeze sounded.

"Respected Master! Your disciple seeks an audience!"

It was the voice of Zhang Han.

Chu Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.

"Come in."

Chu Yuan quickly regained his composure, his demeanor returning to its usual nonchalance.

At a glance, he was dressed in a snow-white robe, his long hair as dark as ink, his bearing otherworldly, ethereal and illusory as if a banished immortal.

Silently seated upon the Sect Master's throne.

Like an Immortal walking the mortal realm, his invisible dignity was chilling to the bone.

If under such a guise, someone claimed Chu Yuan was at the Qi Refinement Stage, probably no one would believe it.

Chu Yuan's innate temperament was simply too transcendent.

On the other side, outside the Ancestral Master Hall,

Zhang Han also stepped inside.

Upon seeing Chu Yuan on the Sect Master's throne, his eyes brightened.

"Disciple Zhang Han, greets Respected Master! Wishing Respected Master endless peace!"

Zhang Han walked to the center of the hall and performed a respectful bow with scholarly grace.

"Dispense with the formalities."

Chu Yuan uttered two words, yet his eyes still held a chill.

It was this disciple who had stabbed him in the back.

And played with his heart rate, completing the betrayal in the final minute of the test!!!

On the other side, Zhang Han in the center of the hall slowly stood up.

He hadn't noticed anything amiss.

He bowed to his Respected Master.

"Respected Master, your disciple comes to see you for a matter I wish to discuss."

Zhang Han spoke up.

"Oh? Coincidentally, your master also has a matter to discuss with you."

Chu Yuan spoke lightly.

"Respected Master is the elder, and it is proper for you to speak first. Your disciple's matter can wait until after, please tell me what it is!"

Zhang Han said with a bow.

Hearing this, Chu Yuan fell silent for a moment, pondering the conversation in his mind.

Chu Yuan went silent.

The hall became deathly quiet, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The air itself seemed to have solidified.

It was mainly because Chu Yuan wasn't speaking.

Zhang Han didn't dare to speak first, only lowering his head and waiting for his Respected Master to speak.

A good while passed.

Finally, Chu Yuan seated on the Sect Master's throne broke the silence.

"Han'er, your master's business indeed requires your assistance."

"Because of cultivation reasons, your master has sealed his cultivation levels and cannot use his power. However, I need to descend the mountain, and without powers, there might be difficulties. Han'er, would you be willing to accompany and guard me? Oh, of course, your master…"

Chu Yuan's words were not yet complete when he was suddenly interrupted.

"Respected Master, your disciple is willing!!"

Zhang Han abruptly raised his head, uttering these words.

Chu Yuan: "???"

Just like that you're willing?

He spent ages thinking up six sets of hoodwinking strategies.

And he hadn't even used one when the willingness came???

This undoubtedly gave Chu Yuan a feeling of punching into cotton.

"Han'er, are you aware that once we go down the mountain, we may not return so soon?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Chu Yuan couldn't quite believe it and tentatively asked.

"Respected Master, your disciple understands. All of the capabilities I possess were taught by you. If you need your disciple's support for cultivation matters, I will certainly protect you well!"

Zhang Han said solemnly.

Upon these words,

Chu Yuan felt a little moved,

But on further consideration, his face instantly darkened.

All the capabilities were taught by me?

Are you insinuating I'm incompetent?

I taught you all those skills?

I might as well make teapots!

This is clear mockery!

Good for you, Zhang Han!

"Since that is the case, go prepare your belongings. You will descend the mountain with your master."

After finishing these words with a darkened expression, Chu Yuan walked towards the hall's exit.

He needed to be alone.