Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

In front of the courtyard gate.

Lin Shang had no intention of exchanging pleasantries with Wang Yu, nor did he have any desire to befriend him.

All he wanted to do was to earnestly cultivate.

He began to speak, ready to leave and engage in cultivation.

But Wang Yu had no intention of letting Lin Shang go easily.

"Brother Lin, it's like this, I was cultivating when suddenly one of my treasured items escaped and flew in your direction. Have you seen it by any chance?"

Wang Yu said.

His mind was completely focused on that opportunity.

"Treasured item? What treasured item?"

Lin Shang was initially confused.

"Um..."

"It looks like an ordinary-looking stone."

After some thought, Wang Yu said.

"A stone?"

Lin Shang immediately remembered.

He went back and brought over the stone he had found earlier, handing it to Wang Yu.

"Is it this one?"

Lin Shang asked.

"Yes, yes, that's it. Brother Lin, my apologies. I have no idea why the treasured item did that, suddenly flying over here."

Wang Yu said repeatedly.

While he spoke, he didn't slow down in taking the stone into his own hands.

A surge of excitement filled his heart.

This was a supreme opportunity.

And now it was in his hands.

"No harm done. Now, if there's nothing else, I shall proceed to... wait... Brother Wang, considering your cultivation levels, they seem quite formidable. How about we have a friendly sparring match?"

Lin Shang originally wanted to return to his cultivation.

But upon closer inspection of Wang Yu, a spark of combativeness arose within him.

He sensed a slight threat from Wang Yu.

This subtle sense of threat piqued his interest, inciting his desire for a battle.

"A sparring match? I would be more than willing."

Wang Yu, having placed the stone into his space ring, nodded and smiled in agreement.

He wanted the future Martial Ancestor to witness the strength of Wang Yu.

"Good, then Brother Wang, please come with me."

Lin Shang nodded.

Both men struck a chord and entered the courtyard, ready to spar.

...

Above the firmament.

Zhang Han witnessed all of this, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Tian'er, what do you make of this?"

Zhang Han asked without changing his expression, turning to Zhang Tian'er.

"This person might possess something that can detect treasures and has discerned the ingenuity in the stone you gave."

Zhang Tian'er's voice swiftly echoed in his mind.

"Interesting."

A smile curled up on Zhang Han's lips.

He harbored a bold idea in his heart.

He looked down at the two people below, sparring.

A spar at the Qi Cultivation Realm, in his eyes, was no different than children playing.

But what intrigued him was not the spar itself, but rather the two individuals.

"Are you stirring up some strange thoughts again?"

Zhang Tian'er's voice sounded somewhat exasperated.

"Of course not, how could I?"

Zhang Han quickly shook his head, indicating his denial.

"Give it up, I know you too well. Out with it, what are you thinking?"

Zhang Tian'er responded again.

She had spent ample time with Zhang Han.

She was well aware of Zhang Han's character.

"Oh, just a little thought."

"Tian'er, you see, our Respected Master tasked me with nurturing Lin Shang to help him grow rapidly. Even if this person isn't the Respected Master's disciple, considering their relationship, could he not be counted, albeit reluctantly, as half a disciple?"

Zhang Han's hands plunged in, with his smile growing richer by the moment.

"So it could be counted like this, barely half I suppose," he said with some effort.

Zhang Tian'er did not deny it.

"This Wang Yu has some kind of opportunity on him, and his talents are also fairly decent. If I take him as my disciple and then instruct him to defeat Lin Shang, doesn't this indirectly mean that I, Zhang Han, in teaching disciples have surpassed my Respected Master, going beyond the blue from which I came?"

Zhang Han voiced his bold inner thoughts.

As he spoke, his face flushed red.

It seemed as though achieving this goal, he could die without regrets.

Zhang Tian'er: "..."

What could she say?

Zhang Tian'er had no response, seemingly at a loss for words with Zhang Han.

Competing in teaching disciples with that Chu Yuan?

Why not compare with Ye Luo?

Letting Wang Yu fight Ye Luo?

Zhang Tian'er really didn't know what to say anymore.

Zhang Han, not being bothered by much, quickly settled on this idea, ready to play a 'blue from the blue yet surpassing the blue' scenario.

After the idea was set.

Zhang Han looked down and continued watching the two of them.

After a battle.

Lin Shang was defeated.

Wang Yu, after all, as a reborn person, had an abundance of battle experience, and it was normal for Lin Shang to lose.

After winning, Wang Yu didn't say much; he chatted with Lin Shang for a while before leaving for his own residence.

Seeing this scene.

Zhang Han no longer hesitated, and prepared to take Wang Yu as his disciple.

"Zhang Han, your main task this time is to cultivate Lin Shang," Zhang Tian'er couldn't help but remind Zhang Han.

"That's true."

Zhang Han paused for a moment.

He looked down at Lin Shang.

With a wave of his palm, numerous rays of light flew into the Firmament, disappearing into the void.

These rays of light were cultivation resources, which would periodically enter Lin Shang's hands as accidental occurrences, to assist in his cultivation.

"All set," Zhang Han slapped his hands together, saying casually.

"This way..."

"Isn't it too hasty?" Zhang Tian'er voiced her concern.

"Not at all, with Lin Shang having sufficient resources, it's not like he can't cultivate well, right? Plus, I will come to check on him periodically, Tian'er, rest assured," Zhang Han waved his hand and said so.

Hearing this, Zhang Tian'er could only stay silent, supporting Zhang Han's approach.

Zhang Han didn't say much more; he quickly caught up with Wang Yu.

...

Inside the courtyard.

Lin Shang, defeated by Wang Yu, was not distressed but simply puzzled.

"How has this Wang Yu changed so much?"

"This battle experience, so rich and his movements ruthless and decisive, even if he's hiding it on purpose, I can still sense it..."

"How can someone be like this even if they start cultivating and battling from the womb?"

Lin Shang muttered.

He felt it was very unlikely.

He hadn't lost to the other in terms of Realm, but to lose in battle experience?

"Could it be that I'm not a genius after all? Or compared to a real genius, am I just nothing?"

"Indeed, it's better to be steady. It's important for me to cultivate, but it's even more important for my father to cultivate. If my father becomes stronger, then no matter how talented or experienced the other person is, he will be crushed under absolute power."

A thought began to blossom in Lin Shang's heart.

Turns out, hoping one's father becomes a dragon is such an excellent wish.

Even, his thoughts were no longer just on hoping his father would become a dragon.

But it had transformed into hoping his entire clan would become dragons.

If his whole clan became strong, that would be truly different.

Lin Shang felt this was very feasible.

It was important for him to become stronger, but for his clan to rise like dragons, that mattered even more!!

With this thought in mind, Lin Shang began to change...