Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Silver Moon City.

Xianzui Inn.

Before Chu Yuan, a large table of dishes and fine wines were arranged.

The chubby shopkeeper beside him, respectful like a bumpkin, hovered nearby with a very stiff smile on his face.

"Boss, if you had said earlier that you were a Nascent Soul Realm existence, how would I have dared to offend your Celestial Might?"

"That, at the door, was all in jest, boss. Please don't be angry, ah. Hey someone, go take down that sign outside and keep the portrait. Write on it 'This person enters to eat, drink, and be merry, all on the house!'"

Once the chubby shopkeeper knew that Chu Yuan was a supreme being of the Nascent Soul Realm,

he was completely obliging.

He cleared the place in minutes.

All the inn's dishes were served up for Chu Yuan.

The shopkeeper was terrified of angering the Nascent Soul Realm boss and having their inn flattened with a slap.

Chu Yuan, however, was chuckling as he clapped the chubby shopkeeper on the shoulder, saying, "Right, I knew it, the friendship between us is so deep, you as the shopkeeper couldn't possibly turn against me so quickly."

The chubby shopkeeper was laughing along in accompaniment.

"Yes, yes, deep friendship, deep friendship."

The chubby shopkeeper was sneering internally.

If I were a Nascent Soul expert and you were the shopkeeper, we'll see how deep that friendship is.

I could show you what it means to turn faces faster than flipping a book.

Chu Yuan laughed and took a sip of wine, then said, "Alright, shopkeeper, I won't keep you guessing. I am the Sect Master of a sect, descended from the mountain for the matter of seeking disciples. Your connections are wide here, so I've come to ask around."

The Sect Master of a sect?

Are there any sects with a Nascent Soul Realm entity near Silver Moon City?

The chubby shopkeeper carefully considered and realized there were none.

The sects near Silver Moon City were all small Ninth Grade sects; it was difficult to even see a Foundation Establishment Realm, let alone a Nascent Soul Realm.

To be recognized as a Ninth Grade Sect, a sect must have nine disciples and one Qi Refinement Stage disciple, after assessment.

And for an Eighth Grade Sect, it is necessary to have thirty disciples, ten at the Qi Refinement Stage, and the Sect Master must possess cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Realm...

And above that, the required scale increases even more.

Could a sect with a Nascent Soul Realm being be a Sixth or perhaps a Fifth Grade Sect?

Hissss!!

The chubby shopkeeper drew in a breath of cold air.

He had actually insulted the Sect Master of a Sixth or Fifth Grade Sect!

He was doomed!

He could boast of this for a lifetime.

"So it's like that. Boss, coming to me was the right move, no one has wider connections than me. Since it's about recruiting disciples, let me recommend one or two for you. There are quite a few geniuses in Silver Moon City. For example, Lin Fan, who is known as the first genius of Silver Moon City, possesses a Fire Spirit Root..."

The chubby shopkeeper spoke slowly.

Chu Yuan rolled his eyes as he heard these words, having no interest in geniuses.

If he got a genius, then he might drop a major realm.

Nascent Soul down to...

Golden Core Realm?

If he truly took in a genius, what would happen to him?

While others progress from Golden Core to Nascent Soul, would he regress from Nascent Soul to Golden Core???

Chu Yuan shivered at the thought and quickly said, "That's not what I'm looking for! I want information on talentless individuals, understand? Just like the information on Ye Luo from last time."

The chubby shopkeeper was taken aback.

Not a genius, but talentless?

What kind of logic was that?

Seeing Chu Yuan's serious expression, he pondered carefully.

After a moment, the chubby shopkeeper clapped his hands, saying, "Talentless... Boss, there was indeed a piece of news I heard before. In Wu Chang City next to Silver Moon City, there is a genius in formations with a profound understanding of formation arts. It's said that at the age of eight, he could lay down some basic formations."

"Apparently, this formation genius also had a Heavenly Spiritual Root, but at the age of ten, he was mysteriously struck by lightning, which destroyed his Spiritual Root. Since then, he has been unable to cultivate, and has become talentless."

He sighed with a trace of lament.

A genius in formations, and even possessed a Heavenly Spiritual Root. Without accidents, he was feared to be a future Nascent Soul Expert, or even a Divinity Transformation Realm being.

Yet fate was envious.

A bolt of lightning destroyed his Spirit Root, ruthlessly ruining a genius.

Chu Yuan's eyes lit up, and he almost slapped the table in approval.

Here it came, another low-level realm was walking towards him.

This was simply his born disciple!

The Spirit Root was annihilated by lightning.

Which is to say without a Spirit Root!

Incapable of cultivation, another Ye Luo—just bamboozle him, and it's all settled.

"Good! What is this genius called? Where exactly is he?"

Chu Yuan was excited.

Soon he would accept another trash disciple, and his realm would rise again.

The chubby shopkeeper answered respectfully, "Boss, this person is called Zhang Han, now in the Zhang Family of Wu Chang City. His status is probably not very good, after all, he's trash."

This template...

Why does it look so familiar?

Chu Yuan muttered in his heart and, without any hesitation, he flashed away from the inn, preparing to head to Wu Chang City.

Before leaving, he left some words for the chubby shopkeeper.

"You and I hit it off at first sight, talking about money hurts feelings. Since you've said that my stay is on the house, I can't let down your kindness. It's just that I don't often come by, so this privilege can't go to waste."

"How about this, from now on, when disciples from my sect come down the mountain to Silver Moon City, they'll all come here. You just pass on my privileges to them. Alright, old friend, farewell!"

Leaving these words behind, Chu Yuan drifted off, as carefree as the wind.

This made the inn's chubby shopkeeper turn green with anger.

He had never seen such a shameless Nascent Soul Expert.

Not content with freeloading, he even planned to let the entire sect freeload.

This, this...

Is this even human?

…

Meanwhile.

In the Qiandi Dao Sect, within the grand hall.

The Great Elder was holding that scroll.

Next to him, Qian Yuan Sect Master and numerous Elders were all observing the scroll.

"This is a painting created from our sect's secret technique? Hiss, who is this person in the painting? Such an imposing figure, holding stars and the sun and moon in his palm, truly terrifying."

"No, shouldn't you be looking at the background behind this person? This dark expanse, as if it's what you'd see after breaking through space. What kind of being is this, able to shatter space and grasp the sun and moon?"

"Is it just me, or does this person look somewhat handsome?"

"Holding stars and plucking the sun and moon, in this world, there's no one like me! Such arrogance from this person!"

The numerous Elders were all marveling.

They hadn't noticed anything special.

They just felt that the person was very handsome, and had a big mouth.

Only the Qian Yuan Sect Master, with a profound gaze, stared at the scroll, asking, "Could this person be... from the Hidden Sect, the Wayless Sect?"

The Great Elder kept a straight face, solemnly nodding his head.

He recounted everything that had occurred near Misty Mountain to the many Elders and the Sect Master.

Of course.

Portions where the Great Elder spoke 'kindly' were naturally omitted.

Could he let others know about that?

The Great Elder still had some pride to maintain!

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