Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Tianjian Continent, side hall.

At this moment, Chu Yuan was conducting his routine inspection of the various treasures under his control to see if anything was missing.

The main purpose was just to check the quantity of these treasures.

Whether anything was missing or not.

Chu Yuan didn't have the slightest recollection.

There were simply too many treasures under his management.

He just purely wanted to look at his treasures.

Every time he saw these treasures, he was exceptionally happy.

While Chu Yuan was examining this information about the treasures,

a member of the Dragon Clan walked in.

"Demon Saint,"

the Dragon Clan Chief came in, calling out repeatedly.

"What is it?"

Chu Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids as he asked.

"Demon Saint, the Demon Sovereign is outside, seeking an audience with the Demon Saint. May I ask if it's possible to let him in?"

The Dragon Clan Chief spoke in a hushed tone.

"What thing? Tell him to roll."

Chu Yuan didn't lift his eyelids, completely uninterested in receiving any visit.

The member of the Dragon Clan was stunned.

To tell the Demon Sovereign to roll?

Seriously?

The member of the Dragon Clan hesitated to speak but, seeing Chu Yuan's 'focused' appearance, didn't dare to interrupt.

After thinking for a long time, he prepared to step back to leave and convey Chu Yuan's order.

"Wait!!!"

The previously seated Chu Yuan suddenly raised his head, looking at the member of the Dragon Clan.

"What did you just say?"

Chu Yuan hurriedly continued to ask.

"Demon Saint!"

The member of the Dragon Clan started speaking once again.

"What did you just say? Who has come?"

Chu Yuan was stunned for a moment, asking.

"The Demon Sovereign,"

the member of the Dragon Clan responded.

Upon hearing this,

Chu Yuan was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell.

The Demon Sovereign wanted to see him and he casually told the other party to roll?

Lucky for him, his words had not been passed on yet.

If they had been passed on, that would not have been fun at all.

He had actually told his direct superior to roll...

"Quick, quick, quick, please invite the Demon Sovereign in!"

Chu Yuan's heart jumped in fright, hastily gesturing as he spoke.

Hearing this, the member of the Dragon Clan also hurriedly left.

Chu Yuan, seated in his original place, heaved a big sigh of relief, put down what he was holding, and waited for the Demon Sovereign to arrive.

It wasn't long before

Donghuang Taiyi walked in from outside.

"Primordial Daoist Fellow."

Donghuang Taiyi nodded his head, speaking first.

"Demon Sovereign,"

Chu Yuan also had absolutely no sense of submission, still sitting in his seat, responding.

This reply left Donghuang Taiyi slightly taken aback.

Why...

Why did he feel like this Yuanchu was a bit cold?

Not like the others, who were overwhelmingly enthusiastic upon seeing him, immediately transforming into fawning sycophants.

This Yuanchu though, was it perhaps a bit too cold?

But, this was also quite good.

Donghuang Taiyi indeed preferred this way of interacting.

"Mmm, Primordial Daoist Fellow, have you been adapting well recently?"

Donghuang Taiyi asked indifferently, hands clasped behind his back.

"I've adapted, many thanks for the Demon Sovereign's concern,"

Chu Yuan nodded, also appearing nonchalant.

Their conversation was so rigid.

But both seemed to not mind at all as they kept talking.

"Primordial Daoist Fellow, how does it feel to become the Demon Saint?"

"Very comfortable, not just ordinarily comfortable!"

"If it's comfortable, then it's good. Primordial Daoist Fellow, would you like to have higher power?"

"Higher treasures… cough, higher power? Of course I would!"

"Want them? That is fine, Primordial Daoist Fellow, rest assured, all you need to do is to keep managing the Demon Race well!"

"Good!"

"By the way, I don't know why, but Primordial Daoist Fellow, it seems like you don't have much awe for me?"

"Why should I have awe for you?"

Donghuang Taiyi: "..."

That makes so much sense.

Why should I feel any reverence towards him?

Truly worthy of being Yuanchu Yaosheng.

Worthy of being someone Donghuang Taiyi holds in high regard.

"Very well."

Donghuang Taiyi revealed a smile.

Compared to those who are always licking his boots,

he preferred this way of interacting with Chu Yuan.

No hierarchy,

More like friends.

Anyway, Donghuang Taiyi quite liked this manner of interaction.

"So, do you have any other business?"

Chu Yuan didn't feel like he was facing a superior at all and was very casual.

"Primordial Daoist Fellow, may we have a friendly spar? I've always been unable to gauge your strength."

Donghuang Taiyi's profound gaze fell upon Chu Yuan.

To him, Chu Yuan's figure had always been blurry, wrapped in a layer of golden light.

So he was very curious about Chu Yuan's actual strength.

"Isn't that unnecessary?"

Chu Yuan raised an eyebrow and spoke.

"Why?"

"Afraid you can't beat me."

"Fine then."

In the end, Donghuang Taiyi could only choose to leave in silence.

Chu Yuan stood in place, watching Donghuang Taiyi leave. He was really scared.

Scared that one release of the Golden Halo would smash Donghuang Taiyi to death.

So it was better not to have any spars or the like.

Chu Yuan watched as Donghuang Taiyi completely left the hall.

"I always feel this boss is a bit odd."

Chu Yuan muttered to himself but didn't think too much about it.

He got up and continued to go through the items on his desk.

...

Meanwhile.

Over on Divinity Continent.

As soon as Ye Luo returned here, he began issuing his orders to integrate all the merged continents.

Following the incident at sea, under the direction of their top powerhouses, all continents cooperated very well with Ye Luo, strictly following whatever orders he gave.

This allowed Ye Luo to easily grasp the information of all the continents now connected to Divinity Continent.

However, when Ye Luo learnt about the information of each continent, he was slightly taken aback.

...

Taiyi Sword Sect.

In the Main Peak Hall.

Ye Luo looked astonished at several scrolls in front of him.

They contained information about the different continents.

Overall,

All these continents were very peculiar, each possessing different cultivation systems. To be precise, some couldn't even be considered cultivation but a special kind of energy system.

For example, there was a continent full of demons, another with some kind of supernatural abilities.

Ye Luo could understand all that.

Indeed, these continents had given birth to powerhouses worthy of Ye Luo's attention.

But one continent,

Ye Luo was quite baffled.

It was a...

Mortal Continent?

Well, not exactly a Mortal Continent.

Was it a continent where Martial Arts were cultivated, just slightly stronger than that of mortals?

It is said that within this continent, there was a supreme cultivator. Except for that cultivator, the others were all weaklings.

"This continent..."

"Is quite interesting."

Ye Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, planning to go there and see for himself.

What exactly was going on with this continent.

This continent was significantly dragging down their collective combat power.

He had to go and see for himself.

As soon as Ye Luo thought of this, planning to set out,

a disciple suddenly walked in from outside.

"Sect Master! People from the ancestral court have come! They're at the mountain gate!"

The disciple reported hastily.

"Hmm?"

Ye Luo frowned slightly.

Wasn't the ancestral court the Wayless Sect?

There shouldn't be any disciples left in the Wayless Sect right now, should there?

All those disciples had all gone out to travel.

Then who could it be?