Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

In the center of the small island. The spatial turbulence had affected the entire central area. Only Chu Yuan just stood there, doing nothing at all. Yet the spatial turbulence did not touch him in the slightest. A rather clever occurrence. But that wasn't the case with Ao Ye. He certainly wasn't as lucky or skillful, as the spatial turbulence pulled at him furiously. If he had not unleashed all his power, using mana to resist, he probably would have been sucked in and shredded by the spatial turbulence long ago. Yet even as he fought with all his might, he was only barely holding on, completely unable to break free from the spatial turbulence. Being unable to break free meant that, if he continued to struggle, once he ran out of strength, he would be dragged into the spatial turbulence. "Sect Master, save me!!!" Ao Ye cried out in terror toward Chu Yuan. Fearing that if he shouted any later, he would be dragged in by the spatial turbulence. "You, this..." Chu Yuan looked at the twisted space around him and the egg in his hand, falling into deep thought. To be honest, he wasn't immune to this spatial turbulence at all, and even he didn't know how he had become immune to it. Maybe he should try walking over? The spatial turbulence seemed unwilling to approach him. Maybe if he went over, the spatial turbulence would also move away. With that thought, Chu Yuan immediately began to take action. He walked toward where Ao Ye was. Sure enough, with every step Chu Yuan took, the spatial turbulence in front weakened. At the same time, the area behind where he had been standing was further engulfed by the oncoming spatial turbulence. "Can it really work like this? Because of my invincible state?" Upon seeing this, Chu Yuan couldn't help but chuckle. He saw that Ao Ye had no energy to look his way. Then Chu Yuan felt a playful urge. He took a step forward, and the spatial turbulence in front vanished instantly. Then he stepped back, and the spatial turbulence once again covered the area in front. He took another step forward... And another step back... Back and forth, Chu Yuan and the spatial turbulence played a repeating cycle. Not until Ao Ye was nearly at his limit did Chu Yuan decisively walk over to his side. As Chu Yuan got close to Ao Ye, the spatial turbulence around Ao Ye completely disappeared. Ao Ye successfully freed himself. He collapsed weakly on the ground, gasping for breath, and looked gratefully at Chu Yuan behind him. "Thank you, Sect Master, for your rescue. If not for you, I would have likely been killed by the spatial turbulence," Ao Ye said, taking a deep breath. "There's no need for thanks," Chu Yuan said, waving his hand and coughing. "Sect Master, why is there such a thing as spatial turbulence here?" Ao Ye carefully hid behind Chu Yuan, his gaze filled with dread as he looked at the twisted space around them. If not for Chu Yuan's rescue, he would have been finished, of that he was certain. But he just couldn't understand. Why would this small island have spatial turbulence. If the island was prone to frequent disasters, thus encountering so many natural calamities, Ao Ye could understand that. But spatial turbulence was something that happened once in ten thousand years... Once encountered, not even those at the Tribulation Transcending Stage could escape it. Such a terrifying and rare phenomenon had appeared on this small island. This was incomprehensible to Ao Ye. What on earth had this island done to suffer so many disasters? "This small island is the Land of Heavenly Curse, that's why it has so many disasters," Chu Yuan answered casually. His eyes were still fixed on the strange egg he was holding. After a long look, he finally raised his head to the front. Up ahead, the space was still distorted. Only the mountains made of eggs had disappeared. After those mountains disappeared, the feeling of 'fortuitous opportunity' in Chu Yuan's heart also vanished. "This egg..." Chu Yuan fell silent for a moment. After thinking it over, he decided to use the System to probe and see what this egg really was. With a thought. A deep blue screen that only he could see suddenly formed. [Probing target: ??? (Unknown Insect Egg)] [Race: ??? (50% Demon, 50% Unknown Creature)] [Cultivation Levels: None] [Physique: None] [Assessment: This insect egg is of an unknown creature, but according to the talents detected by the System, the creature hatched from this egg does not possess any cultivation talent and only has strong asexual reproduction capabilities. If taken as a Disciple, there is no possibility of success. It is recommended that the host takes it as a Disciple] [Note: System evaluations are for reference only, final decisions are the responsibility of the host, the System is not responsible] [Note: Host's Follower, please do not use mouth] Don't use the mouth? Chu Yuan had been reading just fine, and even when he saw that the creature within the egg had no potential for success, he chuckled. But the next second, after seeing the last piece of advice the System gave. His face immediately darkened. What do you mean 'don't use mouth'? This made it sound as if the success of his disciples was due to his mouth. Clearly it was a slander by the System, yet it had to add a note. If it added a note, so be it. He wouldn't say much about it. But damn it... The letters on this screen were all blue. That last note, it had to make it red, a deep red at that, in bold and enlarged no less. It obviously warned him not to use his mouth. This System... Chu Yuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he couldn't really say much. The System had truly blamed his mouth. Could he bear that? Are you saying it's the fault of his mouth, huh? Then he insisted on using his mouth. He wanted the System to see whether it was indeed his fault. The insect egg disciple is bound to fail, huh? He would try using his mouth. See if it was truly the fault of his mouth. Chu Yuan turned off the System screen and snorted coldly in his heart. He now had two disciples. The one that's a Purple Perilla Plant. And this insect egg disciple. Once this insect egg disciple hatched. He would see if he could make a success out of it with his mouth. If he couldn't. He would have to seek justice from the System. Chu Yuan still had his principles. The Zisu disciple, he won't touch, or teach with his mouth. This insect egg disciple, he wanted to teach it with his mouth. In due course, we shall see whose fault it is. With this thought. Chu Yuan didn't think any further. He placed the insect egg into his storage bag. Then he stood still. He prepared to wait for the spatial turbulence to end and then continue forward to see what was at the end of this small island. As he stood, he pondered over the disciples he had taken over time. Initially, all his disciples were from the Human Race. Later, all were from the Demon Race. Then, he began to accept some rather odd disciples... Either it was a piece of grass, the kind that hadn't yet transformed. Or it was an insect egg, the kind that hadn't even hatched yet. The increasingly bizarre manner of accepting disciples... At that thought, Chu Yuan couldn't help but feel helpless. These disciples he had taken this time, they could definitely succeed. Chu Yuan thought up to this point. Then his train of thought was abruptly cut off. A searing sensation suddenly surged up. The heat instantly brought the spatial turbulence to a halt. Before Chu Yuan's eyes, a tremendous change occurred in front of him. Half of the small island he hadn't visited collapsed and sank beneath the sea. In the midst of the boundless Wangyang, it seemed as though something was about to emerge from the deep...