Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Misty Mountain, Wayless Sect.

Above the Sect Master's Square.

The sparring between Ye Luo and Ning Fan was still ongoing.

To be precise, it was Ning Fan's sword drawing that was still ongoing.

Ye Luo didn't even bother to move in the slightest.

It was entirely a performance by Ning Fan alone, continuously drawing his sword and launching attack after attack.

Meanwhile, Ye Luo didn't bother to move at all; he just stood there.

Ning Fan never managed to get within ten meters of Ye Luo.

As time trickled by.

Ning Fan's sword drawing began to slow down.

Not by his choice, but the prolonged attacks had left him physically drained.

Finally, after the time it takes to drink a cup of tea had passed.

Ning Fan ultimately stopped, standing while gasping for breath, too weakened to continue unleashing attacks.

"Have you slashed enough?"

Ye Luo said in an indifferent tone.

"I, I've lost,"

muttered Ning Fan with a somewhat dejected expression.

"No, you haven't lost. I haven't even made a move yet, how could you consider it a loss?"

Ye Luo said with a hint of a smile appearing on his lips.

Hearing this,

Ning Fan's expression stiffened.

He was slightly stunned.
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He had already used all his strength.

Yet, he still couldn't touch his opponent; the implication was clear.

He couldn't defeat the person before him.

Unable to win, he thought conceding the fight was appropriate, right?

But did this person mean to not let him concede?

Ning Fan wanted to say something more,

but Ye Luo simply didn't give him the chance.

One saw him raise his hand and give a slight wave towards Ning Fan.

Invisible Sword Intent suddenly arose, enveloping the entire arena.

Ning Fan's eyes became dull, and he stood rigidly in place.

"This sword, Heart Severing, not people,"

Ye Luo uttered these few words with his lips barely moving.

His gaze fixated on the immobile Ning Fan, he shook his head and smiled, not taking it too seriously.

He hadn't used the Heart Severing technique at full strength.

Given the mental state of the man before him, if he had used Heart Severing to its fullest, that man's mental state would have likely collapsed in an instant.

So he merely casually created an Illusory Realm to temper Ning Fan.

…

Underneath the platform,

the crowd watched as Ye Luo easily rendered Ning Fan motionless.

Everyone knew it was time to end this playful fight.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yuan

couldn't be bothered to say much. He planned to quickly fetch the Shopkeeper of the Xianzui Inn and bring him down the mountain.

Thus, Chu Yuan hastily left with a few disciples and Baize after bidding them goodbye.

The several disciples watched Chu Yuan leave.

"Daoist Chu left in such a hurry. There must be something important, right? Do any of you young friends know what happened?"

Baize too watched Chu Yuan's retreating figure and asked.

"How could we know about the matters our Respected Master is involved in,"

responded Su Qianyuan, shaking his head.

"Hmm, the matters our Respected Master is involved in are indeed none of our business as his disciples, but speaking of which, the newcomers he recently took under his wing sure are monstrous. Let's not talk about Ninth Junior Sister whom I've not met, but Seventh Junior Sister and Eighth Junior Brother are really something."

Zhang Han also expressed his feelings with great emotion.

He had met Tu Xuexi and Tu Yelin before.

He was acutely aware of how exceptional those two fellow disciples were.

As for the Sixth Junior Brother, Divine Doctor Hua?

It might be best not to mention him.

Zhang Han didn't feel anything special about Divine Doctor Hua,

but he had a feeling that this Sixth Junior Brother was quite mysterious.

It's just that he didn't know where the mystery lay.

So, quite naturally, he didn't consider this Sixth Junior Brother monstrous either.

"Yes, those two fellow disciples of yours are indeed monstrous,"

confirmed Baize as well.

"That's for sure, Senior Bai, have you ever seen a weakling coming out of our Wayless Sect?"

Zhang Han revealed a smile and slowly said.

"Sigh… Daoist Chu is indeed Daoist Chu."

Baize felt a pang of sourness.

He had worked so hard to recruit a disciple, and he had managed to find only one. The talent was not bad, but the disciple was too much of a handful.

Then look at Daoist Chu.

The disciples he took under his wing were one more monstrous in talent than the next, and they didn't cause any problems, very well-behaved indeed.

Comparing oneself with others would only invite frustration.

Baize was helpless in this matter.

He sighed and wanted to say something more.

Whoosh... Suddenly, a fluctuation came from the residential area of the disciples of the Wayless Sect.

This fluctuation was extremely profound.

It seemed to be mixed with a certain Dao Yun.

The moment the fluctuation arrived,

Baize, Zhang Han, and the others almost simultaneously turned their eyes toward its source.

"This is…"

Baize muttered softly, somewhat clueless about what was happening.

He didn't have time to think further.

Clang…

A very peculiar sound suddenly echoed throughout the entire Wayless Sect.

This sound was infinitely mysterious.

At first listen, it seemed like the resonance of a qin, but upon closer hearing, it transformed into the sound of a xiao flute, and then it seemed to become the beating of drums.

All sorts of sounds seemed to fuse together, to an astonishing effect.

If someone were to combine all sorts of sounds like this, most people would find it unpleasant to hear, even harsh.

But this time,

The sound that arrived was pleasant to everyone's ears.

"This is?"

Zhang Han came back to his senses and looked toward Su Qianyuan and Dantai Luoxue, asking.

"I don't know."

Su Qianyuan shook his head, he didn't know what was happening either.

"Ninth Junior Sister has had an enlightenment."

A voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

Zhang Han and the others turned their heads to look toward the stage.

They saw Ye Luo standing on the stage, with his back to the rigid Ning Fan, hands behind his back, his gaze directed toward the disciples' residential area.

"Ninth Junior Sister has had an enlightenment? Big Senior Brother, have you met with Ninth Junior Sister?"

Su Qianyuan walked nonchalantly onto the stage, talking to Ye Luo.

He also completely ignored the formation Zhang Han had set up around the stage.

"Right, Big Senior Brother, when did you meet with Ninth Junior Sister? We didn't know about it."

Dantai Luoxue followed onto the stage, and in front of her, the formation might as well not have existed.

Seeing this, Baize and Su Xi also stepped onto the stage.

Casually ignoring formations.

Zhang Han: "?"

Have some respect, pause for a moment in front of the formation to acknowledge its existence, can you?

By blatantly ignoring it, what about my dignity?

Zhang Han took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

What was this?

Even though the formation was casually created by him,

Being ignored like this still embarrassed him.

It made him seem incompetent, as if the formation he set up was worthy of disregard.

Zhang Han wanted to say something more,

But seeing that everyone was looking in the direction of the disciples' residential area, he had nothing more to say in the end.

Shaking his head helplessly,

Zhang Han also stepped into the formation.

On the stage,

Ye Luo looked toward Si Yue's chamber, feeling the mysterious aura around him, his mood lifted as well.

He considered that he had, in a way, helped Ninth Junior Sister, and indirectly assisted the Respected Master, sparing him the trouble of teaching.

"Where is the Respected Master? Oh, the Respected Master seems to have just gone out and didn't see this…"

Ye Luo turned his head to glimpse his master's departing figure, thought for a moment, then decided to quash the idea of personally telling the Respected Master the news.

With the master's ability, how could he not have seen Ninth Junior Sister's enlightenment?

If he were to say it, it would seem like he was fishing for credit.

That won't do, that won't do…