Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

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Several dozen days after the battle in Zhongzhou.

Within the Eastern Province.

At the Wu Dao Sect Mountain Gate on Misty Mountain.

Chu Yuan was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock.

His original intention was to wait quietly for the Sect's detection to arrive.

But that day, someone disturbed his 'tranquil cultivation'.

By the gate of the mountain.

Chu Yuan looked at the person in front of him, Sandaoliu Ning Fan, with blades hanging on both his sides and one on his back.

He was somewhat bewildered.

How had this guy run over to him again?

Hadn't he already tricked him last time?

Could it be that he had come over again to be tricked once more?

And what was the deal with Bai Zhe, that little Qi Refinement Stage nobody?

Being weak in cultivation was one thing.

But how could he not even control his own disciple?

"Nephew, what brings you to this place?"

Regardless of his inner complaints, Chu Yuan maintained his usual calm and detached demeanor on the surface.

"Respected Sect Master Uncle, I have come to draw my blade on you!"

Ning Fan said respectfully as he bowed to Chu Yuan, then gripped the hilts of Inverse Edge and Thin Blade, as if ready to draw them at any moment.

"Draw your blade on me?"

Chu Yuan was very perplexed.

What was this all about?

You've run all the way from Mount Tao to Misty Mountain just to say this?

"Indeed, Sect Master Uncle, I have understood what you said before, that one must dare to draw their blade at anything."

"Thus, I have come to prove to you, Sect Master Uncle, that I dare to draw my blade on you!"

Ning Fan spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this.

The originally calm countenance of Chu Yuan turned somewhat unsightly.

He didn't care about the other things Ning Fan said.

It was mainly that phrase "I have understood" that made him feel like he was going to lose his cool.

He didn't even know why.

The moment he heard those words, his composure blew up.

Maybe it was because of the bad impression left by those backstabbing disciples.

Sigh...

Chu Yuan took a deep breath and steadied his mindset.

"So, you wish to draw your blade on me?"

Chu Yuan's tone slightly shifted as he fixed his gaze on Ning Fan and spoke.

"Indeed, I have grasped the true meaning of drawing a blade, to dare to draw it at anything!"

Ning Fan said.

As his voice fell.

The Inverse Edge slowly emerged from its sheath.

"Say that again, on whom do you wish to draw your blade?"

Chu Yuan asked emotionlessly.

Golden light spots around him began to coalesce while an aura of immense natural authority pressed forward.

Facing Chu Yuan was like facing the entire world as if defying his will would be akin to going against the heavens themselves.

"I, I, I..."

In that moment, Ning Fan felt himself faltering, unable to muster any will to fight in the presence of Chu Yuan, his hands shaking.

He had previously felt that he could do it.

But now, facing this Sect Master Uncle, he truly recognized his own worth.

This Sect Master Uncle was different from his Respected Master.

In front of his Respected Master, he could draw his blade confidently.

Yet in the presence of this Sect Master Uncle, he simply couldn't.

Chu Yuan stared expressionlessly at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's mind was filled with countless thoughts, feeling utterly powerless.

The standoff continued between them.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment.

Just then, a voice came from outside Misty Mountain.

"Drawing a blade on your Respected Master? I wonder who's so bold to dare draw their blade on the Sect Master?"

As the voice arrived.

The clouds outside Misty Mountain quietly dispersed, as if clearing a path for someone.

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Chu Yuan and Ning Fan noticed something was amiss and looked up in unison.

They saw five figures descending from outside Misty Mountain, landing outside the Wu Dao Sect Mountain Gate.

Chu Yuan focused his eyes and recognized them immediately.

Weren't these his five wayward disciples?

Ye Luo, Zhang Han, Su Qianyuan, Dantai Luoxue, Su Xi.

Each one had betrayed him.

Why had these five come?

Oh, no, that's not right, he had sent Su Xi out; the other four had long left the sect, so why had they returned at this time?

Chu Yuan raised an eyebrow and retracted the golden specks of light that were accumulating around him.

"Why have you returned?"

Chu Yuan asked curiously.

"Respected Master, we disciples have specifically returned to the sect to express our gratitude and to pay our respects to you!"

Ye Luo stepped forward, bowed, and spoke.

After he finished,

Before Chu Yuan could respond,

Those sharp, sword-like eyes swiftly locked onto Ning Fan.

"You little rascal, are you the one who dared to draw a blade against our Respected Master?"

Ye Luo's expression was somewhat icy.

In his eyes, Chu Yuan was the person he respected the most, not allowing anyone to defile him.

This person actually dared to publicly draw a blade against his master; was it a provocation against his Respected Master?

Especially since this person had such low cultivation levels and still dared to provoke, that was too much.

In front of Ye Luo,

Ning Fan still had no power to resist, even though Ye Luo did not emit any aura. Yet, as an invincible powerhouse of Divinity Continent, the atmosphere he naturally exuded was enough to make Ning Fan's courage falter.

Ning Fan didn't have the courage to draw his blade at all.

"I, I, I..."

Ning Fan's voice trembled, not knowing what to say.

"That's enough, let's end this here, nephew. Step back and go find your master so that he can teach you properly."

At this moment, Chu Yuan stepped forward, gestured lightly with his hand, and told this juvenile practitioner of the Three-Blade Style to back down.

"Yes, Sect Master Uncle!"

Ning Fan didn't dare say more; facing Ye Luo's aura, he chose to retreat.

Ning Fan fled in disarray.

Before long, only the five disciples and Chu Yuan were left outside the sect gate.

Chu Yuan looked at his five disciples and took a deep breath, just about to say something.

But before he could speak,

The five disciples in front of him suddenly knelt down.

"Thank you, Respected Master, for your rescue!"

All five disciples spoke, their expressions filled with gratitude.

Had it not been for their master's intervening sword, they might have all had trouble escaping.

"It's not necessary, there's no need for such formality..."

Chu Yuan responded strangely.

He...

When had he saved these five disciples?

Why did these disciples speak of a debt of salvation?

He was utterly confused,

Not understanding what had happened at all.

So he could only answer in a dazed manner.

Indeed, he also didn't know what had transpired.

"Respected Master, the disciples have completed what was in their hearts, thank you..."

Su Xi also came forward at this moment and spoke with Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan didn't listen carefully to what was specifically said.

He was completely bewildered at this point.

These five disciples came over, spouting a whole lot of things, expressing all sorts of gratitude, all kinds of pomp and circumstance.

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He listened in a daze, occasionally saying, 'No need for formality' or 'There's no need for such ceremony.'

Then...

Chu Yuan was hazily led up the mountain by the five disciples, who said they wanted to have a proper chat with him, their Respected Master.

Chu Yuan was completely bewildered, simply led up the mountain by the five disciples, not even aware when his Invincible State had automatically turned off.

It wasn't until he reached the palace where he resided on the mountain that he realized his Invincible State was gone.

What exactly did this group of backstabbing disciples want to do?!

No, this won't do!

Let your teacher go immediately!