Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Between the clouds of the vast island.

Ye Luo was flying with Su Xi.

At the same time, Ye Luo tried to tell Su Xi about the glory belonging to their Wayless Sect.

"Little junior sister, your senior brother is telling you that what our Respected Master described as 'unremarkable' was just an expression of modesty. It does not mean that our sect is truly unremarkable."

Ye Luo spoke slowly.

"Big senior brother, I, I understand. There can't be a small sect that rides dragons."

Su Xi nodded earnestly. She also knew that their own sect was no simple matter.

"No, our sect is probably even more significant than you imagine. Do you know what a Hidden Sect is?"

Ye Luo said softly.

"Big senior brother, I know this. That 'Mister Xuanjing' once published a discourse in the Gu Lan Empire of the Central State Mortal Realm, titled 'Remnants of the Old Era.' It mentioned that Hidden Sects are those from the old era which, for some reasons, closed their gates and were gradually forgotten by the world. Those that remained to the new era are Hidden Sects!"

Su Xi's eyes sparkled as if recalling her past, and she began to speak.

Ye Luo was taken aback as he listened.

So that's where Hidden Sects came from...

No, that's not right.

He was supposed to explain to the little junior sister, so how did it become her explaining to him?! And moreover, this little junior sister seemed to know too much, didn't she?

Ye Luo was curious about the identity of this little junior sister.

Although she was dressed like a beggar, she knew all this.

But Ye Luo also knew that now was not the time to ask about it.

After Su Xi finished speaking, he continued.

"That's correct, Hidden Sects are precisely as you described, junior sister. And our Wayless Sect is one such Hidden Sect in the East State!"

"Moreover, our Wayless Sect has an ancient heritage, far beyond the comparison with ordinary Hidden Sects. Our Hall of Law Transmission holds myriad wonderful laws, comparable to an entire state! Within the Divine Weapon Pavilion, myriad Spiritual Treasures, any one of which could stir up blood and chaos throughout a state!"

"Furthermore, the predecessors of our Wayless Sect have all ascended, which is enough to prove the depth of our sect's foundation!!"

"Besides, our Wayless Sect has always transmitted the teachings and not the methods. What does it mean to transmit the teachings and not the methods? Let your big senior brother explain to you slowly..."

Ye Luo started talking as if opening a floodgate.

He meticulously described the brilliance and power of their Wayless Sect.

Su Xi listened in amazement, with a somewhat bewildered look on her small face.

She was somewhat confused.

But it also felt very mighty.

This left Su Xi somewhat dazed. She had been reduced to a beggar not long before, yet now she had been accepted as a disciple by such a sect, by such powerful beings.

"Our Respected Master is a top-tier powerhouse who is not far from Ascension. We must remember and follow the teachings of our Respected Master, so you, junior sister... Hm? What's wrong, junior sister?"

Ye Luo stopped talking as he noticed Su Xi's confused expression, and his voice abruptly halted.

Upon reflection, he understood.

Probably he had said too much.

The little junior sister was overwhelmed.

After all, the little junior sister was still a Mortal and had not yet embarked on Cultivation.

"Alright, let's stop here for now. Junior sister, focus on your cultivation. Remember, in the Cultivation Realm, strength is respected. Without strength, nobody will recognize you."

Ye Luo shook his head with a smile and spoke again.

"Strength is respected..."

Upon hearing these words, a hint of hatred flashed through Su Xi's expressive eyes, and she couldn't help clenching her hands together.

Ye Luo, being a powerful individual himself, of course, noticed Su Xi's small movement.

He had a vague guess as to the reason.

It probably had to do with his little junior sister's past.

Ye Luo did not ask; when the appropriate time came, he would naturally learn everything.

Ye Luo stopped talking.

Seemingly deep in thought about something, Su Xi didn't speak anymore either.

The two of them fell silent and flew toward the living peak of the Wayless Sect.

...

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Outside the vast island.

Zhang Han's feet lifted off the ground as an array rose beneath them, carrying him swiftly through the skies.

He was on his way to buy some puppets from a mortal city.

As he flew, he muttered to himself with some confusion.

Did his respected master really need to send him personally?

It was just a matter of buying some puppets, after all.

Couldn't just anyone be sent to make the purchase? Why the need for him to take action himself?

One must remember, he was the Sect Master of the Daoless Sect, albeit the future one, but that should have been sufficient not to mention such a mundane task of buying toy puppets.

Zhang Han was grumbling in his mind.

He pondered the real reason his master had insisted he come for the puppets, personally.

First off, what was the purpose of these puppets?

The eldest senior brother surely had no need for them.

Neither did third junior brother nor the fourth junior sister.

There could be only one possibility then.

The newly initiated junior sister must need the puppets.

Or rather, her cultivation might be related to the puppets.

The master asked him to personally go to the mortal city to buy the puppets...

Could it be...

The master intended for the junior sister to remember him, that he was the one who bought her the puppets, thus ensuring her recognition when he was to inherit the leadership of the Daoless Sect in the future?

With that thought.

Zhang Han's mind was shaken; he understood.

Indeed!

The master must have meant just that!

The master was already paving the way for him, step by step.

He probably wasn't far off from ascending.

At this realization, Zhang Han felt a tinge of excitement within him.

Given this, it was essential that he handled this task well.

He should find a place to inquire where the best puppets in mortal cities could be found.

With this intention in mind.

Zhang Han's thoughts shifted, and the light from the array under his feet flickered, accelerating his speed even further.

He continued to fly swiftly outward.

Just at that moment.

Suddenly, a streak of golden light flashed across the sky, seeming to intercept Zhang Han's flight.

Zhang Han reacted with extreme speed.

He sensed it the instant the golden light appeared.

He also realized that the golden light was aimed directly at him.

"How audacious!!!"

A cold light flashed in Zhang Han's eyes and his normally warm and friendly face now wore a look of seriousness.

With a flip of his hand, the Taiyin Star materialized in the sky and a beam of moonlight bathed down upon him.

Azure runes burst forth from his heart, fleeing outward. Experience more tales on empire

All these maneuvers were completed in the blink of an eye.

A multitude of great formations instantly unfolded around Zhang Han, their center, unleashing a terrifying presence.

A voice called out from afar.

"Young Friend Zhang, hold please! Poor Dao means no harm!"

The golden light approached, revealing the figure within.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, his face marked by an imposing presence.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Han, enveloped in countless great formations and surrounded by twinkling lights, appeared almost divine as he gazed down upon the middle-aged man.

"Young Friend Zhang, Poor Dao is Chu Tianhen, the acting Sect Leader of the Zhongzhou Hidden Sect, the Mingxian Holy Sect. I have come here with no ill intentions, merely wishing to discuss some matters with you," said the middle-aged man, Chu Tianhen.