Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Hall of the Nameless.

Within the ancient hall, Chu Yuan sat high on a stone platform, his eyes lifting to gaze at Zhang Han standing before him.

Chu Yuan repeatedly lifted a stone slab from the table, picking it up and putting it down over and over.

He truly wanted to hurl this object at the head of his household's Zhang Lao Er.

However, he continually muttered to himself, "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

After all, Zhang Lao Er now could be considered a powerful figure, having grown up; he deserved some respect and not to be beaten.

But Chu Yuan was truly furious.

Not long ago, he had summoned Zhang Han back, and after a conversation, Zhang Han confessed to messing up the matter with Lin Shang.

Chu Yuan nearly couldn't stop himself from striking down this Zhang Lao Er on the spot.

Messed up again.

Messed up again...

How many times has it been?

Before, one could say it was an accident, but can it still be called an accident now?

How could this Zhang Lao Er wash away his faults this time?

The silence of Chu Yuan.

It frightened Zhang Han into lowering his head, not daring to utter a word.

The atmosphere was exceptionally tense and frozen.

After a long while.

Zhang Han seemed unable to bear the silence, and with a quivering voice, he spoke.

"Respected Master, what if, what if you gave me another chance?"

After much hesitation, Zhang Han finally uttered these words.

"Another chance for you?"

Chu Yuan once again fell silent.

How many chances had he given this Zhang Han?

"Respected Master, you must trust me," Zhang Han declared with firm conviction.

"Trust you?"

Chu Yuan pondered deeply.

He retrieved an Elixir from the stone table.

He handed it to Zhang Han.

And explained the use of this Elixir to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han took the Elixir, inspecting it closely, and after a long look, a bright light burst forth in his eyes.

"This Elixir enables one to become an immortal on the spot? It should be more than enough to assist Lin Shang, right?"

Zhang Han felt confident that this time he would definitely succeed.

Stuffing this Elixir straight into Lin Shang's mouth should suffice, shouldn't it?

This time he wouldn't make any more messes; he would just ensure that Lin Shang consumed the medicine.

He refused to believe that an accident could still occur.

"Respected Master, wait for me, wait for the good news I will bring back."

Zhang Han wanted to leave immediately, heading to the Lower Realm.

"Wait a moment."

Yet, Chu Yuan abruptly called out to stop Zhang Han.

The step that Zhang Han had just taken halted swiftly, and he turned to look at Chu Yuan, showing a radiant smile.

"Forget it, go on then, go on."

Chu Yuan waved his hand in a somewhat speechless gesture, allowing Zhang Han to depart.

Zhang Han immediately felt as if a great burden was lifted, quickly leaving the Hall of the Nameless.

...

In front of the stone table.

Chu Yuan watched as Zhang Han left, his gaze growing profound, the Divine Light on his body flickering.

He picked up an ancient tome from the table, searching through the materials.

Most of the information he was looking at was related to the Nameless Master.

He is the Nameless Master.

However, before he could regain his past self, he knew nothing about his own history.

He could only seek from these materials.

Just as Chu Yuan was examining this information.

He suddenly felt something, promptly lifting his head.

In his line of sight, his eyes seemed to pierce through everything in this world, seeing a distant place.

In that place, he saw an old man in a Dao Robe riding a one-horned ox, moving slowly.

Upon seeing this Daoist elder, he left the Hall of the Nameless immediately, chasing in the direction of the elder.

Who exactly is this elderly Daoist?

Chu Yuan felt a trace of perplexity in his heart, but it did not hinder his continued progress.

Deep inside, he had a vague intuition that this Daoist would not harm him.

Moreover, he might have known this Daoist before.

Chu Yuan advanced swiftly, his pace not rapid, yet carrying an inexplicable charm.

And as he attempted to pursue the elderly Daoist, it seemed as if there was some guidance in the dark, leading him so he wouldn't lose his way and could continue forward as intended.

After an unknown period of flight,

Chu Yuan even felt as if he had left the Nameless Realm, escaping an entire world altogether.

A world that refers to everything, truly everything.

Escaping the world, all beings, escaping the Dao.

His heart gradually became enlightened to what true detachment meant.

In the Nameless Realm, he was still considered unfinished in detachment.

Before Chu Yuan could reflect further,

the elderly Daoist riding an ox appeared before him.

"You've arrived."

Upon seeing Chu Yuan, the Daoist turned around, his face wearing a smile.

"Who are you?"

Chu Yuan looked at the Daoist, his heart inexplicably filled with a sense of closeness, as if he had known this Daoist for a long time.

"This... even I am not sure, I only know that there are many names by which the world knows me, Pangu? Nuwa? Ying Long? Hongjun? Or Laozi? Or perhaps Taiqing Moral Heaven Venerate? Any of these will do."

"But my full name should be Taiqing Moral Heaven Venerate or Taishang Laojun."

The Daoist said with a chuckling laugh.

"This…"

Divine Light shuddered around Chu Yuan's body.

Pangu, Nuwa, Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones, were these not events that unfolded in his own world?

Could it be that they were all transformations of this Daoist?

"No, no, no, it's completely different from what you think,"

The Daoist saw through Chu Yuan's thoughts and denied them with a shake of his head.

"Those you are thinking of are merely reactions caused by my refracting them, naturally arising in your world. Your world and mine are different."

The Daoist added with a smile.

"Our worlds are different?"

Chu Yuan was again confounded by this.

Based on his understanding of the Nameless Master,

in the past, the Nameless Master was the first being, and it was because of the Nameless Master that this world was born.

What did the Daoist mean by saying the worlds were different?

"Indeed, your world is created by you, and my world is created by me,"

Taishang Laojun said with a beaming smile.

Upon hearing this,

Chu Yuan was astounded for a moment.

An ancient myth suddenly came to his mind…

Supreme Beginnings?

He remembered that in another mythological system, it was said that the universe was not created by Pangu but by Taishang Laojun.

And those important figures in the world, were all transformations of Taishang Laojun.

Wait, another statement by this Taishang Laojun.

His world was created by him, and Taishang Laojun's world was created by Taishang Laojun.

Chu Yuan had an epiphany.

It can also be understood that his mythological system was created by him, with him as the Nameless Master being the source of everything.

And the mythological system of Taishang Laojun was created by Taishang Laojun.

That is to say, he and Taishang Laojun, were beings of the same level, having created two different worlds.

The Nameless Realm, Immortal Realm, Lower Realm, etc., all could only be called a single universe.

Chu Yuan suddenly realized.

"Respected Master, have we met before?"

Chu Yuan looked up and asked softly.

"Naturally, in this world, there are no others who have reached our level except for you and me. We were once close friends. However, your current situation is not good. How did you come to be in this state?"

Taishang Laojun expressed his puzzlement.

At this level, how could one suffer disintegration?

Chu Yuan: "..."

Could he just not mention this matter...?