Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

In the Eastern Province, Wu Chang City.

The night was pitch black.

Wang Wei looked at the Zhang Family Mansion in front of him, his face a mix of complex emotions.

He walked toward the front.

He was the antagonist, the antagonist!

The guards stationed at the entrance of the Zhang Family Mansion saw this and spoke out one after another.

"This is Zhang Family territory, all who approach must halt!"

Wang Wei stopped in his tracks, but remembering Chu Yuan's instructions, he still raised his hand and cast a Secret Art.

Hum...

A five-pointed star formed from white light struck with force.

The guards were instantly sent flying, landing on the ground.

They were injured, but only slightly; it was clear that Wang Wei had controlled his power.

Wang Wei continued to walk inside.

As the guards lay on the ground, they watched Wang Wei enter in a panic, then made their way over to a large bell and struck it hard.

Dong...

Dong...

Dong...

Three tolls of the bell.

All of the Zhang Family was now in an uproar...

Up in the clouds.

Chu Yuan stood upon white clouds, watching everything unfold.

When he saw the Secret Art Wang Wei had cast, his eyes lit up.

He was endowed with the Mana of the Nascent Soul Realm, but he lacked any Secret Arts or Magical Treasures; he relied solely on his Mana to fight.

He coveted such Secret Arts greatly.

"I've heard that many cities have places where they sell Secret Arts, maybe I should go and have a look one of these days?"

A decision formed in Chu Yuan's mind.

As he thought, he made his choice.

He continued to watch the scene below.

Wang Wei's intrusion had caught the attention of the Zhang Family.

Many members of the Zhang Family had Wang Wei surrounded.

But these people were all merely skilled practitioners of the Mortal Realm.

Only the few at the front were at the Late Stage of the Qi Refining Realm.

On the same level as Wang Wei.

"Can Wang Wei handle this?"

Chu Yuan was surprised for a moment but made no move, choosing to continue watching.

...

Below, in the Zhang Family Plaza.

Wang Wei was encircled by the members of the Zhang Family.

The Zhang Family Patriarch glared at Wang Wei, rebuking him, "Who are you! What audacity to trespass into our Zhang Family's domain, what is your purpose!"

After all, he was someone who had long held the position of Family Head.

His words naturally carried a sense of authority.

Startled by the rebuke, Wang Wei instinctively wanted to apologize.

But then he thought of Chu Yuan's presence.

He swallowed the words of apology he had been about to utter, recalling Chu Yuan's instructions.

Wang Wei gritted his teeth and feigned a great laugh, claiming, "Heh heh heh heh heh, I have come... to find your Zhang Family, um, to fight your Zhang Family!"

This strange laughter spread.

The members of the Zhang Family around him looked at Wang Wei with confused expressions.

Could this be some kind of fool?

The Zhang Family Patriarch snorted coldly, "Fight our Zhang Family? With just you?"

With a troubled face, Wang Wei continued to laugh, "Heh heh heh, just with me!"

The Zhang Family Patriarch's gaze sharpened. Without any more words, his palm glowed with white light as he struck at Wang Wei.

His movement was incredibly fast.

Wang Wei didn't even have time to react.

He was sent flying at once, his whole body soaring backward like a kite with its string cut.

Chu Yuan in the sky: "..."

You're done just like this?

What happened to bringing the Zhang Family to its knees?

You're finished just like that?

Wang Wei has deceived me!

Without a second thought, Chu Yuan lowered his imposing aura, pressing it downward as his figure descended swiftly.

The oppressive might of the Nascent Soul Realm.

All members of the Zhang Family in the plaza were instantly forced to prostrate, faces flushed red, unable to lift their heads.

Chu Yuan descended slowly, dressed in a snow-white robe, his face as calm as still water, undisturbed like a peerless celestial being exiled from heaven.

After landing, he retracted his aura completely.

Only then did the members of the Zhang Family rise to their feet, each looking at this peerless celestial being with immense fear.

Under that aura just now, their hearts could only submit, without any thoughts of anger or resistance.

The difference in realms was too great.

The Zhang Family Patriarch also changed his attitude, repeatedly asking, "What does the venerable senior want with my Zhang Family?"

While speaking, he glanced at the Wang Wei, who lay like a dead dog.

Surely Wang Wei was not in league with this mighty figure.

He felt a tremor of fear.

Chu Yuan's face was devoid of expression, his appearance cold as he understood the gaze of the Zhang Family Patriarch.

He glanced at the unconscious Wang Wei.

Relieved.

This fellow was already out cold.

Thus, Chu Yuan coldly said, "Rest assured, I have no connections with this person. I have sensed that someone from your Zhang Family is fated to be my disciple, so I have come down here."

Upon hearing this, the Zhang Family collectively sighed with relief, but then curiosity arose within them.

Who in their Zhang Family had caught the eye of this powerful figure?

Chu Yuan spoke indifferently, "Where is Zhang Han of the Zhang Family?"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The Zhang Family Patriarch and the others were utterly shocked.

The fact that Zhang Han was unable to cultivate, a matter that took place ten years ago, was now common knowledge.

Was this mighty figure actually planning to take the unable-to-cultivate Zhang Han as a disciple?

The Zhang Family Patriarch said with a bitter tone, "Senior, Zhang Han is my son. Yet, due to some reasons ten years ago, his Spirit Root was destroyed, and now he cannot cultivate. Does the senior know of this matter?"

It's precisely because he lacks a Spirit Root that I've come.

If he wasn't a waste, I wouldn't even want him.

Chu Yuan inwardly rolled his eyes, maintaining a cold demeanor as he said, "It does not matter. I have ways to assist in beginning cultivation. Bring out Zhang Han. I wish to take him away to cultivate in the Sect."

Zhang Han can cultivate?

Upon hearing these words, the Zhang Family Patriarch became excited, repeatedly saying, "Very well, very well, senior please wait a moment, I will immediately bring Han'er over!"

He immediately ran outside.

Chu Yuan stood still where he was, quietly breathing a sigh of relief.

Why didn't you say so earlier?

He could have just come directly.

What was the purpose of all this rigmarole?

Heaven knows what was going through his mind.

A member of the Zhang Family approached respectfully and asked, "Venerable senior, what should we do with this person who trespassed into our Zhang Family?"

Chu Yuan glanced at Wang Wei once again.

Decisively burning the bridge after crossing.

He intended to teach Wang Wei what it meant to be cruel-hearted.

"This person has nothing to do with me. However you choose to handle it is your affair, not something to trouble me with."

Chu Yuan waved his hand, speaking very decisively.

That member of the Zhang Family quickly bowed and complied, then immediately called two people to take Wang Wei away.

Chu Yuan watched as Wang Wei was taken away, staring unblinkingly into the sky.

Not my circus, not my monkeys.

Not my circus, not my monkeys.

Not my circus, not my monkeys.

He stood in place for a while.

Soon, the Zhang Family Patriarch returned with a person.

It was a young man, about the same age as Wang Wei, around twenty years old, with a handsome face, and in no way inferior to his Eldest Disciple, Ye Luo.

However, Ye Luo's temperament leaned more towards being proud and solitary, resembling a Sword Immortal.

This young man, on the other hand, had a refined and scholarly demeanor, giving people the feeling of a breeze in spring.

At first glance, he seemed very gentle and cultured.

Is this Zhang Han?

Such a perfect demeanor, what a pity he's a waste.

This was Chu Yuan's first impression of Zhang Han…

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