Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Chapter 371: Chapter 390: You Have Good Talent, But I Won’t Take You as a Disciple

The situation in Zhongzhou became tumultuous due to the presence of Su Xi.

The main characters of this turbulence naturally involved the Tianyan Sect and the Morning Immortal Palace.

The current situation between these two Sects had become extremely delicate.

Countless disciples from the Tianyan Sect had clashed with the Morning Immortal Palace, and though the higher-ups of Tianyan Sect later explained it as a misunderstanding, the Morning Immortal Palace was clearly not going to overlook the incident.

Neither side engaged in any battle, merely wary of the other.

The Tianyan Sect feared the strength of the Morning Immortal Palace, after all, the Morning Immortal Palace was a bona fide Holy Land.

Meanwhile, the Morning Immortal Palace felt it had not suffered any significant losses and saw no need to declare war against a Half-step Holy Land, especially considering the complicated network of relations involved, which would have been troublesome to deal with.

However, although there was no combat between them, the current situation remained incredibly tense, and if there were any kind of spark, a battle between the two Sects would surely erupt.

It was just uncertain whether that spark would fall.

For the moment, both sides were doing their utmost to contain themselves to avoid creating an even worse scene.

Nevertheless, Su Xi was not going to allow such a situation to continue; she was still invisibly manipulating everything…

…

Meanwhile.

Within the Eastern Province.

Silver Moon City, Xianzui Inn.

That day.

Chu Yuan was seated on the third floor, enjoying his tea while watching a famous performer sing nearby, thoroughly delighted.

After all, Chu Yuan thoroughly enjoyed this simple life.

Regretfully, he still had to prioritize his ‘career’ and find a disciple.

Chu Yuan picked up his teacup and took a gentle sip.

He turned his head to glance out the window.

It had been several days already.

The Shopkeeper had promised two days, yet it had been dragged out for a few more.

But Chu Yuan wasn’t concerned.

Because the Shopkeeper occasionally sent back messages, according to the one from two days ago, there was news about the Music of the Eight Sounds. The Shopkeeper was investigating the specifics, so it might take a few more days.

That’s why Chu Yuan chose not to mind and decided to wait patiently instead.

But checking the time.

It should be about time now.

Just as Chu Yuan thought this, the door to the third floor was suddenly knocked.

Thud, thud, thud…

This series of knocks interrupted the performer who was singing.

The performer looked towards Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan simply waved his hand, dismissing the performer before opening his mouth slowly.

“Come in.”

Chu Yuan said softly.

The demeanor of a proper host was fully displayed by him.

Those unaware might even think he owned the inn.

“Sect Master, I’m back.”

The Shopkeeper walked over excitedly.

“Hmm, how did the investigation go?”

Chu Yuan straightened up slightly, looking at Li Ergang, and inquired.

“There’s news, there’s news, Sect Master, I found out—the so-called Music of the Eight Sounds is the music played in unison by eight musical instruments. It requires eight people, each skilled in playing one instrument, working in perfect harmony to create the Music of the Eight Sounds!”

The Shopkeeper said with great joy.

It seemed that successfully completing a task for Chu Yuan brought him great pleasure.

“I am aware of that, but do you know if anyone still performs the Music of the Eight Sounds now? Or put it another way, which eight people hold the Music of the Eight Sounds?”

Chu Yuan asked with a frown.

It was most important to locate the Music of the Eight Sounds.

Knowing specific information about the Music of the Eight Sounds was practically useless in practice.

What he needed was how to find the Music of the Eight Sounds.

“Sect Master, I have inquired about that too. There are some rumors, but their reliability is uncertain.”

The Shopkeeper said hesitantly, unsure whether to convey such potentially uncertain information.

“Speak.”

Chu Yuan, however, was unconcerned and gestured him to proceed.

“Sect master, from what I’ve gathered, no one in the world today knows how to perform the Music of the Eight Sounds; it has long since vanished. However, there seems to be an elder known as Mo Yin the Elder near the coastal areas of our East State. This person is proficient in the eight instruments of the Eight Sounds, and he might know how to perform the Music of the Eight Sounds.”

The Shopkeeper, still hesitant, finally relayed the information.

Upon hearing this,

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Chu Yuan was stunned.

Mo Yin the Elder?

By the seashore? That wasn’t far, he could go and have a look.

With that thought, Chu Yuan set down the teacup in his hand, ready to get up.

The shopkeeper beside him hurriedly stopped him.

“Sect Master, about Mo Yin the Elder, it’s just a legend, because apart from a few mortals who encountered disaster and saw him at the beginning, no one else has ever seen him, so the authenticity of this message cannot be guaranteed,” the shopkeeper added.

“Mm, I am aware, I will just go and see for myself, you continue to gather information. If you don’t find anything, I will come back and ask you,”

Chu Yuan responded.

He had no intention of blaming the shopkeeper.

Even if there was nothing, it wasn’t the shopkeeper’s fault.

It was already good enough that the shopkeeper could provide him with information.

Chu Yuan said.

He hesitated no longer.

With a movement, he flew out of the inn, quickly heading towards the seashore.

The shopkeeper hurried to the window, watching Chu Yuan’s retreating figure.

Only when Chu Yuan’s figure disappeared into the sky did the shopkeeper withdraw his gaze.

He turned around and looked at the empty third floor.

Seemingly thinking of something.

He quickly called a servant over.

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The servant spoke respectfully.

“Where’s Lei’er?”

The shopkeeper asked about his son.

He had instructed his son to serve Sect Master Chu.

He didn’t know if his son had earned the Sect Master’s favor.

If he had, even a little, their family could turn their fortunes around.

“The young master is on the first floor,”

the servant promptly replied.

“Call him up, I have something I want to ask him,”

the shopkeeper gestured with his hand as he spoke.

“Yes, shopkeeper,”

the servant answered and obediently withdrew.

Watching the servant leave,

The shopkeeper turned around and looked at the chair Chu Yuan had been sitting in.

He thought for a moment, moved a chair next to the one Chu Yuan had been using, and sat down.

He tried to rub off some Immortal Qi.

Maybe his luck would change.

The shopkeeper waited for a while.

Soon, his son Xu Lei came up.

“Quick, quick, quick, Lei’er, tell me, did you earn the Sect Master’s recognition?”

The shopkeeper asked excitedly.

“This… recognition? I suppose so?”

Xu Lei hesitated, then said.

“What do you mean?!”

The shopkeeper asked eagerly.

“The Sect Master said this, that I have decent talent, but he won’t take me as a disciple…”

Xu Lei spoke slowly.

Sect Master Chu did indeed praise him once for his decent talent.

That counted as recognition, right?

On the other side, the shopkeeper fell silent.

Decent talent, but not taking him as a disciple?

What did that mean?

Was it implying that his son’s talent wasn’t enough?

But that couldn’t be right.

If it was truly a lack of talent, Sect Master Chu wouldn’t have said such a thing.

Could it be that Sect Master Chu was really praising his son?

But perhaps Sect Master Chu no longer liked those with strong talent and now preferred the untalented ones?

Thinking this, the shopkeeper silently looked towards Xu Lei…

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