Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Wayless Sect, outside the mountain gate.

A figure stood not far away.

This person was none other than Zhang Han.

Zhang Han wore a Confucian robe, his black hair held up by a wooden hairpin, his features clear and handsome, and his face habitually carried a smile that made one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze, exuding the aura of a scholar from head to toe.

He stood outside the mountain gate, quietly waiting.

But his peripheral vision occasionally glanced inside the mountain gate.

As if waiting for something.

After a while,

Chu Yuan slowly walked out from the mountain gate.

Compared to Zhang Han's scholarly temperament, Chu Yuan's demeanor seemed overly otherworldly, too "immortal" if one had to describe it.

Speaking of which, the four people from Wayless Sect all had distinctly different temperaments.

Chu Yuan was like a banished immortal, not partaking in the mortal world's matters...

Ye Luo possessed the sharpness of a Sword Immortal, yet within that sharpness was the unfeeling might of the Heavenly Dao, a combination of both...

Zhang Han, needless to say, was refined and amiable...

As for Su Qianyuan, apart from that shiny head, there were no other highlights.

At this moment,

Chu Yuan walked out from the mountain gate.

"Han'er, are you ready?"

Chu Yuan walked up to Zhang Han, hands clasped behind his back.

"Respected Master, this disciple is ready,"

Zhang Han bowed to his master.

Chu Yuan, hearing this, was momentarily stunned.

Ready? With absolutely nothing on hand, he's ready?

"Han'er, aren't you going to bring anything with you?"

Chu Yuan looked at Zhang Han's empty hands.

Is this how brazen one in the Divinity Transformation Realm acts, not needing to take anything when leaving the mountain?

Even though he didn't have much to bring himself, he'd still taken his Divine Sword with him, strapped to his back.

Zhang Han, however, didn't seem to bring a thing, hands completely empty.

"Respected Master, this disciple has brought a few books to read on the way,"

Zhang Han shook his head and replied.

"Where are your books, then?"

Chu Yuan looked up and down, but saw no sign of any books on Zhang Han.

Upon hearing this,

Zhang Han looked at his master with a puzzled expression.

Did his master not even know of his tricks?

But he only thought about it briefly, outwardly answering obediently.

"They're in the spatial formation."

After saying this,

Zhang Han spread his fingers wide.

Formation patterns appeared out of nowhere, weaving into an array within his palm.

A flash of light passed,

And in the next moment, a book appeared in his hand.

Standing beside him, Chu Yuan almost popped his eyes out.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

What is this? Conjuring objects out of thin air??

Awesome!!

In an instant, Chu Yuan had a bold idea.

He wanted to acquire Zhang Han's technique.

If he mastered this technique, wouldn't his deceptions be more convincing?

"Han'er, how exactly did you set up this formation? Tell me about it; your master might be able to offer some advice,"

Chu Yuan's eyes shone brightly, appearing calm and collected as he slowly asked.

"Ah? Respected Master, why would you need to offer advice on this formation? For this spatial formation, all you need is a hand, right?"

Zhang Han said, looking puzzled.

Hearing this,

The excited Chu Yuan fell silent.

All you need is a hand?

He looked down at his own palms.

Are these not hands?

Am I disabled?

Chu Yuan felt an inexplicable sense of doubt.

Is this world really such that everyone but him has the halo of the main character, blessed by fortune, the Child of Destiny?

Things that others can do with just their hands, and he can't do even with hands and feet combined?

Impossible!!

He could definitely do it.

Not to mention he also has the System!

As long as he can teach the unworthy disciple, then his realm would constantly improve!

Chu Yuan silently gritted his teeth.

"Since there's no need for guidance, let's go, let's hit the road," Chu Yuan took a deep breath and said.

"Yes, Respected Master, since you can't use your cultivation, why not let me carry you as we fly? That way we could be faster?" Zhang Han clasped his hands and asked.

"Agreed."

Chu Yuan nodded.

Seeing this,

Zhang Han bowed to his master once more, his every word and action filled with exceptional respect for Chu Yuan.

"I shall follow the Respected Master's command, please forgive my disrespect."

Zhang Han's voice fell.

He extended his palm, fingers coming together, pointing towards the sky.

Hum!!!

Lights from the array flickered, and one formation pattern after another emerged from the void.

An array suddenly rose beneath Chu Yuan's feet.

The array took Chu Yuan and soared into the sky, instantly turning into a black dot that vanished from the spot.

Zhang Han looked at the disappearing silhouette of his master, his lips parting slightly, filled with emotion.

"Respected Master is truly Respected Master. Even when enveloped by the array, he's still undisturbed, showing no reaction, as if he's completely unaware that the array has already activated."

"Respected Master's mentality is too strong."

"It's as if he can always remain indifferent."

Zhang Han shook his head.

His figure moved, shot up into the sky, turning into a streak of light chasing after the direction where his master had disappeared.

...

Two hours after Chu Yuan and Zhang Han had disappeared,

In the skies east of Misty Mountain, powerful presences appeared.

These presences interweaved, covering a large area outside Misty Mountain.

Countless beasts let out mournful cries, cowering and trembling on the ground, fearing that they would be annihilated by the owners of these presences.

In the distant sky outside Misty Mountain,

Ye Luo stood on a Flying Sword, his robes fluttering, gazing at the vast clouds outside Misty Mountain.

Behind him followed a large group of powerful individuals.

Each and every one's aura was at least at the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Respected Master, I have returned."

Ye Luo stood atop the Flying Sword, allowing the breeze to tousle the hair at his forehead, murmuring softly.

He had already established the Holy Land, and had dealt with all the matters that needed addressing.

With his current power and influence, unless all the sects of East State united against him, he dominated on his own.

What remained was the matter of building the sect.

These things needed time.

Thus, Ye Luo took the time to come and pay respects to his master.

Also, to address another matter.

As for that matter…

Ye Luo slightly turned his head and glanced at the Great Elder flying beside him.

Sigh.

He didn't know how to explain it.

After finishing with the Holy Land, he had remembered the affair of his third junior brother Su Qianyuan's partner.

He had asked the Great Elder about it.

Then he learned about a very troublesome matter.

Su Qianyuan's partner, for some reason, had ended up with the Great Elder...

This complicated relationship.

Made Ye Luo feel a headache, unsure how to handle it.

He simply took the chance to bring the Great Elder to the Wayless Sect.

To let Su Qianyuan and the Great Elder sort it out themselves.

Ye Luo didn't know what would happen when these two met.

After all, Ye Luo had prepared for the worst.

If it came to a fight between Su Qianyuan and the Great Elder, he would slightly favor Su Qianyuan.

After all, fellow sect members were important.

Of course, if the two didn't come to blows, that would be ideal.

One was a fellow sect member, and the other a pillar of his force.

It wouldn't be good if either was injured.

But this matter…

Ye Luo really couldn't intervene…