Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Chapter 360: Chapter 379: Baize’s Empty-handed Tactics?

In the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, outside a tavern.

Chu Yuan watched as Ao Yu transformed into a Canglong, taking his newly accepted disciple Si Yue back to the Wayless Sect, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had finally managed to trick this disciple into joining.

This made three hopeless disciples, including Tu Xuexi and Tu Yelin.

The System had guaranteed their failure.

They were surely doomed.

There would be no exceptions.

Chu Yuan had absolute faith in the System he possessed.

In this world, anyone could betray him.

But not the System!

He trusted the System!

Chu Yuan took a deep breath, suppressing all his thoughts.

Although he had successfully brought Si Yue back, assisting Si Yue with his lifespan would require some effort.

According to what Si Yue had said,

the so-called Great Dao Melody could perfectly resolve the condition of Si Yue’s body.

Whereas the Music of the Eight Sounds could only temporarily prolong Si Yue’s life.

In Chu Yuan’s opinion, of course, it would suffice to find the Music of the Eight Sounds.

What he wanted was to extend Si Yue’s life until the sect’s inspection was complete and everything had settled, then discuss the rest.

“Xi Er, let’s go,” Chu Yuan said lightly, with a single hand behind his back, as he glanced at Su Xi who was standing beside him.

“Respected Master, where are we going?” Su Xi asked, her eyes still on the street outside, tilting her head.

“We’re going to visit an old acquaintance of your master, to ask some questions,” Chu Yuan said openly to Su Xi without intending to keep it a secret.

That was indeed his plan.

He intended to find the inn’s shopkeeper and inquire whether the fellow knew anything about the Music of the Eight Sounds.

However, after speaking, Chu Yuan suddenly realized something was wrong.

If he took Su Xi along,

But when he told Si Yue that he knew the Great Dao Melody, Su Xi was also present, and she must have heard it.

If he now took Su Xi to ask the shopkeeper if he knew any news about the Music of the Eight Sounds,

Wouldn’t that be slapping his own face repeatedly?

No! He must not take Su Xi with him!

He would simply have to let Su Xi go off on her own; all in all, she just must not return to the sect.

Chu Yuan never even considered the issue of Su Xi’s safety.

He couldn’t grasp the extent of Su Xi’s abilities, which were formidable; she was at least a little stronger than he had been at his peak in the Nascent Soul Realm.

What danger was there?

With that thought,

Chu Yuan promptly spoke up again.

“I almost forgot, Xi Er, your master might have some matters to attend to later, and it might be inconvenient to bring you along. Why don’t you go sightseeing on your own? Would that be alright?” he said.

“Ah? Go sightseeing on my own?” Su Xi was taken aback, unfamiliar with the Eastern Province, she had no idea where she could go sightseeing.

“Yes, go sightseeing on your own. Once you’ve finished, simply return to the sect. As for how to sightsee…”

“That’s simple. Whatever concerns you have, just resolve them. For us cultivators, cultivating the mind is also very important. Settling matters of the heart can speed up cultivation. Do you understand?”

Chu Yuan spoke earnestly, persuading Su Xi, as he was dead set on having her leave.

Upon hearing this,

Su Xi was momentarily stunned.

Settle her concerns?

Her concerns…

At the mention of this phrase,

hatred flashed in Su Xi’s eyes.

The vengeance for her fallen nation, how could she ever forget!!!

Did her Respected Master feel that the time had come for her to address this matter?

Su Xi came to a realization.

“Respected Master, this disciple… this disciple understands!”

Su Xi paid her respects to Chu Yuan with a bow.

“Well, since you understand, then go ahead,” he said.

Chu Yuan waved his hand dismissively, completely unaware of the things Su Xi had imagined on her own.

“Understood, Respected Master,” she replied.

This time, Su Xi hesitated not a bit and nodded firmly in agreement.

Afterward, she bowed once more and then rose into the air, her figure swiftly vanishing.

Chu Yuan stood silently in the same spot, watching Su Xi depart.

Only when Su Xi had completely vanished from his line of sight did he finally feel relieved.

The relieved Chu Yuan no longer hesitated.

Taking flight, he headed in the direction of Silver Moon City.

What Chu Yuan didn’t notice was

that the direction Su Xi flew off to was not within the boundaries of the Eastern Province, but straight towards Zhongzhou…

…

Meanwhile,

within the Eastern Province,

on the southern outskirts of Misty Mountain,

two figures, one following the other, walked along the path.

The one in the front was a hunched-over old man. Despite his advanced age, he exuded an impressive aura. His golden eyes seemed to flow with the River of Time itself.

This person was none other than Baize.

The one following was a young man, draped in a light blue robe, handsome in looks, and with a temperament that was both steady and extraordinary.

This person was Baize’s newly accepted disciple, and also his first disciple.

His name was Ning Fan!

“Respected Master, is our sect truly concealed within this mountain enshrouded by clouds? Worthy of being your sect, Master. I recognized it at a glance, that mountain over there, it is indeed extraordinary!”

Ning Fan pointed at Misty Mountain, praising continuously.

“This…”

Baize was taken aback for a moment, looked up at Misty Mountain, then smiled and said,

“You’re wrong. Indeed, there is a powerful sect within those mountains, but it is not mine. It belongs to a Daoist friend of mine,” he explained.

Baize shook his head and added,

“Ah? Then, Master, where is our sect?” Ning Fan asked in disbelief.

He looked around at the surrounding area.

Apart from the mountain enveloped in mist, revealing only a corner, the other mountains all seemed desolate.

Some even had parts that were visibly broken off.

“Our sect…is over there!” Baize pondered for a moment, then lifted his hand to point at the large mountain next to Misty Mountain.

“Ah???” Ning Fan followed the direction of Baize’s hand and was immediately dumbfounded.

Although that large mountain was fairly sizeable, it was a barren wasteland and one could tell at a glance that the spiritual energy was sparse—it was not one of those famed spiritual mountains.

“What’s this ‘ah’ about?” Baize raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Master, I… I didn’t see our sect either,” Ning Fan said with a profoundly strange expression.

“Right, there isn’t a sect yet, but after I build it, won’t there be one?” Baize stated calmly.@@novelbin@@

Ning Fan: “?”

So all those previous boasts about how strong and mighty your sect was,

and all that about the Hall of Law Transmission, Discipline Hall, Divine Weapon Pavilion, they were all to bamboozle me into being your disciple?

Ning Fan’s expression grew even stranger.

Seeing this,

Baize seemed to understand what Ning Fan was thinking and smiled, shaking his head.

He slowly took a step forward, intending to establish the sect right on that large mountain.

To establish a sect, the first step was to remove one’s own limitations.

And to lift those limitations, one must first pass through the trial of the new era’s heaven and earth…

Baize pondered carefully.

If he was fast enough, could he possibly establish the sect before the new era’s heaven and earth could react…

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