Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Chapter 422: Chapter 441: Looking Northwest, Shooting Sirius

Within the Eastern Province.

At the gates of Misty Mountain, by nightfall.

Night fell.

Chu Yuan gazed upon the large basin of dumplings before him and fell into deep thought.

Souls couldn’t eat.

They couldn’t even smell.

This troubled Chu Yuan greatly.

As for the one beside him,

Ning Fan was sitting there, tucking in voraciously.

Baize, meanwhile, gazed up at the firmament, apparently lost in thought, a persistent sourness and bitterness shining in his eyes.

Baize felt such bitterness.

And such sourness.

He hadn’t successfully mentored a single disciple.

Look at someone named Chu.

He was in such harmony with the heavens and the earth,

that the power of the cosmos actually fused with his body.

Oh, how Baize envied him.

Now, looking at himself,

Heaven and earth hadn’t given him the slightest taste of sweetness.

He was in agony.

Baize took a deep breath.

Perhaps it was because his disciple hadn’t truly made it yet?

Maybe he should find some new disciples.

With this Ning Fan, Baize felt…

that he might never receive a hint from heaven and earth in his lifetime.

He would never be able to “cooperate” with heaven and earth.

At this thought,

Baize stood up, ready to bid farewell to Chu Yuan.

“Daoist Chu.”

Baize called out to Chu Yuan softly.

“Hmm? What’s up?”

Chu Yuan looked up at Baize and asked.

“Why aren’t you eating these dumplings?”

Baize noticed that Chu Yuan had been staring at the dumplings without any intention of eating them and couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

“I… I have not partaken in the food of the mortal world for many years, just looking is enough,”

Chu Yuan fabricated an excuse on the spot.

A soul can’t eat = not partaking in the food of the mortal world.

That makes sense, doesn’t it?

“Is that so…”

Baize nodded slightly, indicating understanding. He had completely forgotten that he had seen Chu Yuan eating before.

At this moment, his mind was preoccupied with where to find disciples, sparing no thought for anything else.

He thought long and hard, and suddenly his gaze turned to Chu Yuan.

Could he ask Chu Yuan where to find disciples?

Thinking and thinking,

Baize finally made up his mind.

He decided to seek advice from Chu Yuan.

“Uh, Daoist Chu, could you come with me for a moment?”

Baize glanced at Ning Fan, who was still busily eating, and walked to the edge of a small forest, gesturing to Chu Yuan.

He signaled for Chu Yuan to come over.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan also glanced at Ning Fan, understood Baize’s intent to keep the conversation private, and was curious as to why.

And really, considering this ravenous one, it seemed unlikely he’d bother with anything else, didn’t it?

Chu Yuan felt puzzled.

But he still got up and headed towards Ning Fan.

The two of them made their way to the edge of the small forest.

The small forest was much darker due to the lack of moonlight.

However, Chu Yuan was surrounded by a piercing golden light that flashed, a veritable little golden man, lighting up the whole forest as he approached, like a walking light bulb.

“Daoist Bai, what brings you to me?”

Chu Yuan asked.

He looked down at the person in the Qi Refinement Stage.

The old Chu Yuan would have despised the Qi Refinement Stage, arrogantly seeing them as trivial.

Now things were different…

Though those in the Qi Refinement Stage might be weak,

At least they had a body.

“Daoist Chu, the thing is, I’m planning to find a new disciple, but I don’t know where to find one with strong talent, and I would like some advice from you…”

Baize roughly explained his plan.

He wanted to find a disciple with better talent, preferably an obedient one, and it didn’t matter whether they were human or not.

Or rather, whether it’s a monster or not doesn’t matter, as long as the conditions are met.

Even if it’s some bizarre creature, he would be able to accept it.

Humble Baize, online requesting help…

After Chu Yuan heard everything, his face looked strangely at Baize.

He remembered that Ning Fan’s talent was quite good.

Even Ning Fan’s talent wasn’t satisfactory?

This made Chu Yuan fall into deep thought.

Just how extraordinary must the talent be to satisfy Baize?

Moreover, Baize, a minor Qi Refinement nobody, actually dreamt of teaching a disciple with unparalleled talent.

Chu Yuan had originally wanted to say a few words.

But looking at Baize’s ‘eager’ eyes, Chu Yuan felt too embarrassed to refuse.

After some thought, he nodded and agreed.

“Alright then.”

“Daoist Bai, please wait a moment, I will use a precious treasure to search for you.”

Chu Yuan said so.

Upon hearing this.

Baize, who had intended to say something more, was suddenly stunned.

Could such a thing be divined with a treasure?

Are you sure you’re not teasing him?

In Baize’s puzzled eyes,

Chu Yuan slowly took out his metaphysical treasure, the ‘Divination Tube’.

Chu Yuan faced the firmament, muttered something unknown, and then shook the Divination Tube.

The next moment, a piece of divination paper flew out of the tube and fell to the ground.

“Daoist Friend, step forward and check, your answer lies within.”

Chu Yuan said in a casual manner.

After speaking,

he slowly turned around, hands clasped behind his back.

The aura of a great master naturally emanated from him.

On the other side,

Baize was completely dumbstruck.

He looked at the Divination Tube in Chu Yuan’s hand,

then at the divination paper on the ground.

With his eyesight, it wasn’t hard to tell that Chu Yuan’s Divination Tube was consulting the heavens.

This…

Had Daoist Chu already reached such a level of collusion with the heavens and earth?

He too longed for such collusion.

Baize felt envious again.

Full of envy,

he picked up the divination paper from the ground.

After a brief glance, realization dawned on him, and he looked towards the northwest.

“Daoist Friend, have you gleaned any insight?”

Chu Yuan did not turn around and spoke softly.

“Thank you, Daoist Chu, for your help; I understand now. Here is your divination paper back. As for this disciple of mine, I might need to trouble you with his care for a while; I must make this trip personally.”

With those words spoken,

he didn’t wait for Chu Yuan to respond, threw the divination paper to Chu Yuan, and left towards the base of Misty Mountain.

“Wait, Daoist Bai, are you just going to leave Ning Fan…”

Chu Yuan quickly turned around, grasped the divination paper, and was just about to decline taking care of Ning Fan,

but when he turned, Baize was already running away.

Indeed, he was running.

As if afraid that Chu Yuan would speak up to stop him.

“This…”

Chu Yuan’s mouth twitched slightly.

He was to look after, this Ning Fan who constantly shouted about drawing his sword at everything?

This was indeed a bit much to handle.

And it was his own fault.

Why did he have to fool Ning Fan about drawing swords in the first place?

Wouldn’t encouraging him to sheathe his sword be better?

Chu Yuan let out a deep sigh, slightly lifted his head to glance at Ning Fan, who was still busy eating nearby.

He felt helpless.

He reached out to put the divination paper back into the Divination Tube.

Before putting it back,

Chu Yuan looked down and glanced at the content on the divination paper.

It read: ‘To draw the Divine Bow like a full moon, look to the northwest, shoot the celestial wolf.’

Chu Yuan had only looked at it casually, without giving it much thought, since it was Baize’s issue, not his.

He was too lazy to ponder over things that were neither here nor there, as he still hadn’t sorted out his own affairs…

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