Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Aspiring Path Sect, on the plaza.

After punishing Ning Fan and making him stand in punishment, Baize's anger finally subsided.

"Daoist Chu, I must have made a fool of myself in front of you."

Baize looked towards Chu Yuan with an embarrassed expression.

In front of Chu Yuan, seeing the state of his disciple,

he felt he had lost face completely.

"It's alright, it's alright, cough cough, it's just that your disciple is indeed somewhat... unique."

Chu Yuan originally wanted to say "weirdo," but after thinking about it, he chose to use the word "unique" instead.

"Unique? In what way?"

Baize, completely missing the hint in Chu Yuan's words, raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ning Fan, who was being made to stand as punishment.

In his view, Chu Yuan had a keen eye that could discern many people's talents.

Otherwise, how could Chu Yuan possibly have recruited so many disciples with such outstanding talents?

Now that Chu Yuan said his disciple was unique, could it be that his disciple had some talent he hadn't noticed?

"Hmm??"

Chu Yuan was slightly taken aback. Could Baize really not understand what he was implying?

And he's asking where the uniqueness lies...

What could he say?

Could he really say what he was actually thinking, that his friend's disciple was quite peculiar and underwhelming?

But then again,

he seemed to recall that he hadn't checked the template for Baize's disciple.

It might be worth seeing what the template for Baize's disciple looked like.

With that thought,

Chu Yuan immediately activated his system to investigate, turning his gaze towards Ning Fan who was standing in punishment.

A system template that only he could see instantly materialized.

[Investigation Target: Ning Fan]

[Race: Human]

[Cultivation Level: Qi Refinement Stage]

[Physique: Innate Sword Heart]

[Assessment: This individual's physique is unremarkable, but with a Sword Heart, naturally suited for sword practice. If he devotes himself to the Dao of the Blade, there is a great chance for success. It is not recommended for the host to take him as a disciple.]

Sword Heart?

Bai Zhe, this mere Qi Refinement juniormost, managed to recruit such a disciple?

Chu Yuan was slightly surprised.

But it didn't really matter to him, as this was not his disciple, and he had no concerns about the other becoming accomplished.

"Indeed, quite unique, an Innate Sword Heart, suitable for sword practice, not bad," he said frankly to Baize about Ning Fan's talent.

"A Sword Heart? I see," Baize's eyes lit up.

He had noticed that Ning Fan had a good talent, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was specifically.

But with Chu Yuan's hint, he now understood Ning Fan's talent.

A Sword Heart!

"Daoist friend, your disciple does have decent talent, you should guide him well," Chu Yuan advocated, fearing Baize might lead his disciple astray.

He completely forgot that he himself was also guilty of leading disciples astray.

"Daoist friend, don't mention it; the mere thought gives me a headache. I've been trying to teach this disciple recently, but no matter how he studies, he just can't seem to learn. It's truly vexing," Baize said in distress.

Chu Yuan: "?"

Why did he detect a whiff of pretense?

The disciple couldn't be taught no matter what?

Baize was upset because of this?

Was Baize unaware of the heavy price he had paid for trying to teach worthless disciples?

And up to now, except for Tu Xuexi, Tu Yelin, and Si Yue, all of his other disciples had become successful.

He had given so much to teach worthless disciples.

Yet Baize was saying that no matter how he taught, the disciple couldn't learn?

Sigh...

Chu Yuan took a deep breath.

He managed to control his emotions.

It was understandable that Baize didn't know about his struggles with teaching hopeless disciples!

"Daoist friend, this is not a problem with the disciple anymore; the saying goes, 'You must be strong yourself to forge iron.' Do you understand what I mean?" Chu Yuan hinted.

He was close to spelling it out directly.

"You, a low-level Qi Refinement trash, are so weak yourself."

"And you say that no matter how you teach, you can't teach."

However, Bai Zhe clearly didn't notice Chu Yuan's 'meaningful hint'.

After muttering to himself, Bai Zhe suddenly seemed to think of something, and abruptly lifted his head.

"Daoist Chu, my teaching ability is indeed not much to speak of, and I'm not adept in this area. Why don't you help me teach a bit? It doesn't have to be teaching per se..."

"Well, how should I say it, just give my disciple some casual advice, what do you think?"

Bai Zhe suddenly said.

"Pfft, what, you want me to teach your disciple?"

Chu Yuan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

When it came to teaching a failure, he knew a little bit.

But to guide one towards becoming successful?

Sorry, there's specialization among the arts, and that he did not understand.

He mocked Bai Zhe for being a Qi Refinement trash.

But he himself was even more of a mortal, huh.

If anything, he was just a mortal wearing an invincible skin.

Asking him to guide others to success, he couldn't do it if his life depended on it.

"Exactly, Daoist Chu. If you help me teach, well, it doesn't have to be much, just a little bit of casual advice would do."

Bai Zhe said very earnestly.

As for Chu Yuan, of course, he refused.

But Bai Zhe insisted on it.

Chu Yuan had no other choice.

In the end, he could only reluctantly agree to 'give a bit of advice' to Ning Fan.

Seeing Chu Yuan agree,

Bai Zhe, who couldn't wait, immediately called Ning Fan, who had been standing as punishment, to come back and listen to Chu Yuan's advice.

When Ning Fan found out that the Sect Master of the Daoless Sect was going to give him pointers, he was very excited, hurriedly running in front of Chu Yuan, looking at him expectantly.

Looking at Ning Fan in front of him, carrying three knives, as if he were ready to kneel,

Chu Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

He thought about it; he didn't really know anything.

The only thing he did know was the Basic Qi Refining Technique.

But that couldn't be passed on.

How about just babbling some impressive-sounding theoretical knowledge, in other words, just casually bluffing and be done with it?

Feasible.

With that thought in mind,

Chu Yuan then raised his head and spoke.

"Ning Fan, as you are Daoist Bai's disciple, it is fitting for you to address me as your martial uncle, and I will not stand on ceremony, addressing you as my martial nephew."

Chu Yuan spoke in such a manner.

As soon as he said this,

Thump!

Ning Fan kneeled down and paid great respect to Chu Yuan.

"Disciple pays respects to Martial Uncle!"

Ning Fan immediately adopted the title, fearing that if he used it a moment too late, Chu Yuan might regret it.

"Mm, you may rise, no need for formalities. Right, this time, I'm only going to slightly advise you, not to teach you any techniques or anything of the sort, you need to understand this."

"After all, you are Daoist Bai's disciple, and if I were to teach you something else, Daoist Bai surely wouldn't want to see it. As a disciple of the Aspiring Path Sect, you certainly wouldn't want to learn it either."

Chu Yuan spoke slowly.

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Bai Zhe and Ning Fan abruptly stood up.

"Daoist friend, please feel free to teach, I am willing to see it!"

"Martial Uncle, I am also willing to learn!"

Bai Zhe and Ning Fan were staring at Chu Yuan with gleaming eyes.

Chu Yuan: "?"

Couldn't they just follow my lead and go with it?

Why not stick to the script?

You're willing to learn, but I have nothing to teach.

Chu Yuan looked at the master and disciple pair, feeling a headache coming on.

He should not have agreed to 'advise' this Ning Fan.

Now he was in a difficult position, akin to riding a tiger and unable to dismount.

Well, all he could do now was to brace himself and keep on bluffing...

Daoist Bai, oh Daoist Bai.

If your disciple ends up being fooled into uselessness, you can't blame me; I didn't want this either.

Chu Yuan silently said to himself...