Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Island peaks, atop the grand hall.

Chu Yuan listened as his eldest disciple, Ye Luo, rattled off names like pouring beans.

Only to hear Ye Luo say,

"Respected Master, the second junior brother drew a disciple from the Ancient Moon Holy Land named Zhang Daohong!"

"The fourth junior sister drew a disciple of the Calling Immortals Pavilion, Chu He."

"The third junior brother drew a very powerful opponent, a prodigy from the Holy Land Hunyuan Gate named Ma Lian, who is said to be extremely skilled in lightning magic."

Ye Luo conveyed all he knew.

Having heard this,

Chu Yuan silently nodded, a rough estimate forming in his mind.

It seems that the third and fourth can be given up on.

The fourth, a female disciple, is merely a mortal; participating was just to try for the fifty thousandth place.

As for the third…

Didn't you hear what Ye Luo said, drawing a very powerful opponent?

Given Su Qianyuan's situation, he is likely to be defeated.

Next, we'll just have to see how the second and this eldest disciple, Ye Luo, perform.

"Hmm, I pretty much get the picture now. You may step down, go and prepare well with your junior brothers and sisters, make sure to adjust your condition a bit better,"

Chu Yuan nodded and instructed.

"Yes, Respected Master, we will definitely get ourselves into the right state!"

Ye Luo said with a salute.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan had nothing more to say; he gestured for Ye Luo to step down.

"Disciple takes his leave."

Understanding the cue, Ye Luo exited the grand hall.

Watching his eldest disciple leave, Chu Yuan stroked his chin, curious as to which rank the disciple would reach—probably at least within the top twenty-thousand.

After all, simply participating means he cannot lose much, regardless of the rank achieved.

Chu Yuan stood in the grand hall, pondering for a long time.

Then, he rose, intending to leave the grand hall to go to his resting place and cultivate for one day, waiting for the grand inter-sect competition to start officially tomorrow.

Just as he reached the entrance,

A voice came from outside the grand hall.

"Cultivators Alliance Deacon Qian Duoxin requests an audience with Sect Master Chu!"

The sound resonated powerfully.

Chu Yuan couldn't help but pause.

Tomorrow is the grand inter-sect competition, what could possibly come up today?

Despite his thoughts, Chu Yuan reacted swiftly.

He quickly adjusted his state of mind.

With an air of nonchalance, coupled with his immortal-like demeanor, anyone who saw him would think him extraordinary.

"Enter."

Chu Yuan infused the little mana he had into his voice as he projected it outward.

About the time it takes one incense stick to burn,

A middle-aged man dressed in a Cultivators Alliance custom robe walked in.

This middle-aged man wore a sleazy smile on his face, which widened further upon seeing Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan felt his eyebrows twitch and retreated subtly a few steps back.

"Who are you?"

Chu Yuan asked with his hands clasped behind his back, an eyebrow raised.

"Sect Master Chu! Sect Master Chu! I am Qian Duoxin, the person in charge of the betting for this grand inter-sect competition. I've come to inquire whether Sect Master Chu would like to participate in the betting for this event?"

The man named Qian Duoxin grinned, asking with his sleazy smile.

"Betting? What's that?"

Chu Yuan was momentarily perplexed.

"Ahem, Sect Master Chu, it's a more delicate matter. You can use spirit stones to bet if your disciple will be eliminated in the first round of the grand inter-sect competition or if they will defeat the opponent. We will come up with professional assessment data to create odds, and there is also betting on favorites to win the championship, and so on..."

Qian Duoxin smiled as he explained to Chu Yuan.

Upon hearing this,

Chu Yuan was stunned.

All this talk about betting and not betting.

Isn't this just gambling?

Why so fancy about it?

"What you're talking about, it's gambling, right? You've created a gambling event with the grand inter-sect competition. Is that correct to assume?"

Chu Yuan said with a frown.

"No, no, no. Sect Master Chu, how could you say that? We are the Cultivators Alliance, a formal organization. We don't allow any gambling—it's betting, not gambling!"

Qian Duoxin jumped in fright and hurriedly explained.

"Okay, you mentioned betting. Let's bet then,"

Chu Yuan chuckled, not wanting to argue about anything.

"Sect Master Chu, would you like to join in the fun?"

Qian Duoxin asked respectfully.

"Sure, how do we play?"

Chu Yuan nodded.

For him, opening this kind of gambling event was like giving away money, wasn't it?

All he had to do was find his disciples, bet on the third and fourth to lose, and it was like handing him money.

"Sect Master Chu, take this sphere, inject your mana into it, and you will see the details. Bet inside this sphere - cough, I mean guess - and no one will know how much you spent or what you guessed."

Qian Duoxin handed a sphere over to Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan nodded, took the sphere, and examined it closely. It was a sapphire-blue sphere with a rather nice feel to it.

"Then, Sect Master Chu, I'll take my leave now. For specific news, inject mana into the sphere, and you'll find everything there,"

Qian Duoxin bowed his hands.

Upon receiving Chu Yuan's permission, he left the grand hall and the peak.

Chu Yuan, holding the sphere, returned to the grand hall and sat down. He looked at the sphere in his hand and began to tentatively inject his mana into it.

After he injected his mana into the sphere,

a screen made of light emerged from the sphere, displaying lines of information.

"This is quite similar to the System, but compared to the System, this thing is a bit rudimentary,"

Chu Yuan commented as he looked at the screen before him.

He glanced briefly at the messages on the screen.

They outlined some betting rules.

Things like finalizing bets and no take-backs.

Chu Yuan couldn't be bothered to read further and started searching directly for his disciples' names on the list for the first round of the Great Sect Competition.

The first round of the list was split into ten groups, each with five thousand people.

After searching for a while, Chu Yuan finally located his disciples' names.

Ye Luo and Zhang Han were in the first group.

Su Qianyuan was in the third group.

Dantai Luoxue was in the seventh group.

Chu Yuan quickly clicked on Dantai Luoxue's name.

A popup window appeared.

'Dantai Luoxue vs. Chu He
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Odds: 10000:0.01'

That...

These odds were terrifying.

According to the screen, it was assumed that Dantai Luoxue, the Disciple of the Hidden Sect of Dongzhou, would win, couldn't possibly lose.

So, if one were to bet on Dantai Luoxue and she lost, then one could win ten thousand times the amount, while betting on Chu He and if Chu He lost, one would only win 0.01 times the amount.

Chu Yuan also looked at the others. Most were around 1 to 1.5, nothing too exaggerated.

However, for Dantai Luoxue, it was 10000 to 0.01.

This was as good as saying, don't bet on this one; you won't win much anyways, go bet on something else.

"Isn't this just giving away money?!"

Chu Yuan chuckled to himself.

He took out his storage bag and spent a good amount of Spirit Stones to bet on Dantai Luoxue.

After he had done all this,

Chu Yuan turned his attention to the line belonging to Su Qianyuan.

The odds for Su Qianyuan against this Ma Lian weren't as exaggerated.

100:1!

Still reasonable.

Chu Yuan placed another portion of Spirit Stones on Su Qianyuan to lose.

Once he was done with everything, he prepared to close the screen.

Before he could shut it down,

another popup emerged.

It said he had placed a bet and needed to choose a nickname for himself.

"A nickname? Let's go with 'Money-Making Boy'!!"

Chu Yuan nodded in satisfaction, turned off the screen, and felt extremely pleased.

Soon,

Wealthy God Chu was about to come online!