Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

That night.

In a room within the Haoran Academy, a courtyard.

Clang...

A stool was placed on the ground, emitting a soft noise.

"You say you are my Respected Master?"

Chi Jia stared blankly at the figure in front of him, emitting a golden light, much like a miniature sun.

Appearing in the middle of the night and claiming to be his Respected Master?

"Indeed, I am your Respected Master. I have been residing inside the Companion Ring on your hand. Our mentor-disciple relationship is predestined by the Heavenly Dao. Seeing that you had not transformed earlier, I did not show myself. Now that you have transformed, it is time for me to emerge and teach you, so that our bond as mentor and disciple is fulfilled."

Chu Yuan calmly repeated the explanation he had prepared in advance.

"Predestined mentor-disciple?"

Chi Jia was a bit slow to react.

He glanced down at the ring on his hand.

A person jumps out of a ring and proclaims himself as his predestined Respected Master?

"What, do you have any doubts?"

Chu Yuan asked, looking at Chi Jia, who didn't seem demonic at all.

"Nope."

Chi Jia shook his head and once more glanced down at the ring on his hand.

He still chose to believe what this person, who popped out in the middle of the night, said.

This wasn't a blind trust.

In the golden light surrounding Chu Yuan, Chi Jia felt a sense of familiarity.

It felt as though he had experienced this radiance before.

And it was because of this familiarity that Chi Jia chose to believe in Chu Yuan.

"If you have no doubts, then why not call me Master?"

Chu Yuan wasn't one to care too much—if one called him Master, they were aboard his scam, and he was bound to drill them.

"Respected Master."

Chi Jia didn't hesitate and addressed him so.

However, he didn't perform any bows or formalities, unsure whether it was due to just having transformed and not knowing the etiquette or unwillingness to bow.

"Hmm, your name is Chi Jia, so I shall call you Ji'er. Since your transformation, I have seen everything clearly, including those people ridiculing you when you tested your aptitude earlier. As a disciple being mocked, as the Respected Master, it is obviously my duty to stand up for you."

"Ji'er, go and seek out those people from earlier. I'll provide assistance!"

Chu Yuan stated indifferently.

"Is Master referring to those verbose people from the daytime?"

Chi Jia asked, taken aback.

"Exactly. For Buddhas, it is a fight over a stick of incense; for mortals, it is about one's breath's worth of pride. They ridiculed you, and you were unable to retaliate. It's natural for me, as your Master, to stand up for you."

Chu Yuan, hands behind his back, spoke with a casual yet righteous tone, making the act of 'bullying the weak' seem justified.

According to the conventions of the cultivation world.

If you beat the younger ones, the older ones will come.

Isn't that normal?

He, someone named Chu, was merely following the rules of the cultivation world!

Alright, he, someone named Chu, actually just wanted to forge a closer relationship with Chi Jia—to bond more closely, that is.

Admittedly, Chu Yuan's method was quite effective.

At the very least, Chi Jia indeed felt the care from his Master, and his heart felt warm.

"Respected Master..."

"I have taken to heart what Master has said, but I think it's unnecessary to seek out those people."

Chi Jia said so.

"Why so?"

Chu Yuan now felt puzzled.

Made fun of, yet not getting angry?

This disciple has such a strong mentality?

Now with the opportunity for revenge, yet still choosing not to pursue trouble.

"Master, I believe that in this world, everything has its own predestined causation. My being mocked is also part of that causation. Moreover, when those people mock me, they are merely harvesting the seeds they've sown. When it's time for them to face the consequences, the repercussions will come naturally. There's no need for me to trouble myself."

Chi Jia smiled lightly, his eyes filled with indifference.

He didn't care.

But Chu Yuan, who was listening, did care.

He was taken aback.

And slowly, a question formed in his mind.

He remembered that the disciple he took on was supposed to be a Demonic Qi Seed that had just transformed.

This talk of causation and karma...

Would you call this demonic?

Would a demon speak of causation and karma with every breath?

This demon seems a bit unserious.

Chu Yuan slightly furrowed his brow but still didn't say much.

This Demonic Qi had transformed under his very eyes, he couldn't say much either.

"Since you've said so, your master will naturally listen to you,"

Chu Yuan slightly nodded and said.

"Respected Master, your disciple has a request."

Chi Jia suddenly said.

"What is it?"

Chu Yuan raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Please, Respected Master, help your disciple see if his talent is really as low as the assessments suggest. I've always found my talent strange. I clearly feel that my talent is strong, but when I cultivate, I can't absorb any Spiritual Energy."

Chi Jia asked while scratching his head.

His golden pupils looked at Chu Yuan, filled with confusion.

By asking this question, he had clearly accepted this suddenly appearing Respected Master of his.

"Your talent is not weak, the reason you can't cultivate is that you haven't yet found your own path. Once you find your own path, your talent will naturally show itself,"

Chu Yuan said leisurely.

He had begun his daily routine again.

Bluffing!

"Path? May I ask, Respected Master, what is a path? And where is my path?"

Chi Jia asked, seemingly lost.

"A path is a Way, your Way depends on yourself. First, you must understand what Way you want to follow, what is the Way you walk!"

Chu Yuan spoke earnestly while spouting nonsense.

"Respected Master, I... I don't quite understand which Way I want to follow."

Chi Jia shook his head and said.

"You don't know? Very well, then let me ask you a few questions to deduce where your Way lies,"

Chu Yuan said indifferently.

He had bluffed too many disciples and had gained experience from it.

No matter how much he babbled, he could maintain an indifferent demeanor.

"Respected Master, please ask."

Chi Jia responded thus.

Seeing this scene.

Chu Yuan walked a few steps forward.

He took several steps before turning around to look at Chi Jia.

"I ask you, in your view, what is the righteous path?"

Chu Yuan asked.

"The righteous path?"

"If there's a reason for killing, is it the righteous path?"

Chi Jia pondered for a moment and then looked up to answer.

Chu Yuan: "?"

You're not following the script, are you?

What kind of logic is that where needing a reason to kill equates to the righteous path?

"Then what is the Demon Way?"

Chu Yuan resisted the urge to scold this off-script disciple and asked another question.

"The outcasts are the Demon Way; the Demon Way doesn't need a reason to kill."

"What about the Buddhist Way?"

"Buddhism speaks of karma, it's a kind of the righteous path; killing requires a reason."

"And what about the Heavenly Dao?"

"Those with good talent and deep fortune are the Heavenly Dao with compassion; those with poor talent and low fortune are the masses, that's the Heavenly Dao without compassion."

"You..."

Chu Yuan listened to these words.

He fell silent.

He could see now.

This disciple was not ordinarily strange...

How to put it?

This disciple had many peculiar ideas?

And what he thought about were all kinds of strange things.

These words released.

Made all that Chu Yuan wanted to say get stuck and draw back.

Following the script, Chu Yuan felt that the disciple would certainly say he didn't know, and then he would bluff away.

But why did this disciple know it all?