Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

After the representatives of the Hidden Sect painstakingly pleaded with Wu Yue, they finally ended the topic and returned to their respective sects to report the situation.

Wu Yue was relieved.

But the turmoil that ensued after these representatives of the Hidden Sect reported back was far from over.

...

In Zhen Tian Sect, within a pavilion atop a high mountain.

An elder in a white robe, hair gray with age, and a kind face was enjoying tea.

The elder didn't exude any oppressive aura.

But the subtle pressure that emanated from his very bones could instill fear in all nearby creatures.

The elder seemed oblivious to all this, fiddling with some tea tools, his movements smooth and graceful, bringing delight to those who watched.

This elder was Mo Cheng, the current Sect Master of Zhen Tian Sect and one of the top experts of the era.

Just as Mo Cheng was fiddling with the tea tools.

All of a sudden.

Mo Cheng paused, his delightful movements abruptly interrupted.

"Has there been a message from the Hidden Sect of East State?"

Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distant sky. Enjoy new adventures from empire

In his line of sight,

a streak of light was flying towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Mo Cheng slowly stretched out his hand towards the streak of light.

His hand seemed to move slowly,

but as it reached out, it appeared as if it could traverse space,

directly capturing the light, bringing it back.

Mo Cheng caught the streak of light and quickly accessed the message within.

The streak of light contained all the information witnessed by the representative he had sent to gather news about the Hidden Sect in East State.

And this message was transmitted in the form of extracted memories,

to ensure its authenticity.

Mo Cheng looked at the memories within the light, muttering to himself.

"The Dao is without precedence, yet the Law has its sequence?"

"The Dao is inherently empty, from emptiness comes the One, the One gives birth to all laws, and all laws return to One?"

"This Chu Yuan is quite interesting, but it's hard to say whether he's putting on an act or if he truly is as he claims. Should I send someone to test him?"

Mo Cheng's mouth curved into a benevolent smile, though his tone was full of dark undertones.

The thought had emerged in his mind, yet he made no move, instead continuing to watch.

When he saw Chu Yuan utter the phrase "The Dao that can be told is not the eternal Dao, the name that can be named is not the eternal name," his entire being came to a halt.

Mo Cheng read the phrase over and over, feeling its resonance, yet unable to grasp it.

However, he was watching through someone else's memories.

He could see that upon hearing this phrase, the representative seemed to have glimpsed a universal truth, experiencing a sudden breakthrough in mental state.

"Wayless Sect, Wayless Sect, from nothingness comes the One..."

Mo Cheng murmured softly to himself,

snuffing out his impulsive thought to test Chu Yuan.

Merely on account of that phrase, the existence of this Hidden Sect in East State was proven.

However, Mo Cheng still harboured doubts about the hereditary history of this Hidden Sect.

He found it hard to believe that all the disciples of this Hidden Sect had carved out their own paths instead of following those of their predecessors.

Could every disciple have truly paved their own way?

Could it be that all the disciples of your Sect are exceptional prodigies?

"Enough."

Mo Cheng shook his head.

After pondering for a while, he flicked his finger slightly.

A streak of flowing light shot out from his fingertip.

The light darted away, flying beyond the mountains.

"Let Poor Dao's disciple try the strength of the Disciples of the Hidden Sect; it should be revealing. After all, my disciple is also at the Tribulation Transcending Stage and is considered a prodigy of this generation,"

Mo Cheng muttered to himself.

In his view, to gauge the specific depth of a Hidden Sect, one had only to look at its disciples.

The depth of a sect could be discerned from the disciples' techniques, their grasp of the Dao, and other aspects.

Mo Cheng was eager to know just how profound the foundation of this East State Hidden Sect was.

...

Much like Mo Cheng's action, several of the Zhongzhou Hidden Sects unspokenly agreed and did the same thing.

They dispatched stronger disciples to test the disciples of the Wayless Sect, to ascertain the specific depth of the Wayless Sect from these encounters.

Undercurrents whirled within the Hidden Sects of Zhongzhou.

Yet it did not affect the grand contest currently taking place in Zhongzhou in the slightest.

...

Two days later.

On a vast island.

In a residential area, atop a mountain.

Inside a grand hall.

Chu Yuan stood in the center of the hall, clad in a snow-white robe, with hands clasped behind his back, an ethereal aura enveloping him at all times.

Behind him, Ye Luo followed with utmost caution.

"Luo Er, there's only one day left before the grand contest of all sects. How is your preparation?"

Chu Yuan slowly turned around, faced Ye Luo, and asked.

He had put on an air of 'big shot' in front of those 'big shots' and even flaunted the might of the East State Hidden Sect.

He insisted that his disciple must bring home the rewards.

Otherwise, it would be a huge loss for him.

"Respected Master, your disciple has been preparing all along,"

Ye Luo bowed and spoke in a soft voice.

"Hmm, I don't ask for you to achieve too high a ranking, just make it within the top twenty thousand, understand?"

Chu Yuan patted Ye Luo on the shoulder and said.

"Master... Respected Master, yes,"

Ye Luo nodded in response, his tone slightly peculiar.

He, a Holy Land Master, almost transcending the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, was entering the competition and was only supposed to achieve a ranking within the top twenty thousand?

How could that be acceptable?

The Respected Master must simply be concerned about him and did not want him to fight too hard against others for the sake of ranking, leading to possible injuries.

Yes! That must be it!

"Right, all of you should have gone for the lot drawing, right? I heard this contest uses lot drawing to select opponents. Have you all done it?"

Chu Yuan asked again.

"Respected Master, all of us have been, and your disciple has drawn Holy Land Disciple Yu Zi Xian of Jing Lan Holy Land, but I am still unaware of the opponent's details,"

Ye Luo respectfully said.

"What about your two junior brothers and your junior sister?"

Chu Yuan asked nonchalantly.

Speaking of which, he hadn't paid much attention to this 'mortal' disciple Dantai Luo Xue since arriving on the island.

He wondered how she was faring now.

Zhang Han couldn't have possibly taught out his genius disciple in this short period, right?

There shouldn't be any chance of that happening.

Not with Ye Luo still here.

Hearing his Respected Master inquire again, Ye Luo, without much thought, recalled the opponents his fellow disciples had drawn and disclosed the information...