Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Attic, third floor.

Chu Yuan sat cross-legged, silently calculating how much he would earn this time.

With these Spirit Stones, could they not improve their lives once they returned?

The physicians of the Wayless Sect, along with those unopened halls, needed arrangements.

They could even build two more entertainment halls.

It would be best if those disciples could indulge in them, oblivious to the world.

To make these disciples unconcerned with the matters of cultivation.

And then...

He also needed to buy some treasures for cultivation.

Teaching useless disciples and cultivating himself, he would do both at once.

He was sure he would rise quickly.

Then there was the matter of clothes...

Chu Yuan glanced down at himself briefly.

This white robe, he had worn it for more than a year...

He had not had the money to change clothes.

Soon.

Very soon he'd be able to change!

He wanted to change into clothes that cost One Thousand Taels of Gold!

Chu Yuan imagined it.

He was completely unaware that a representative of the Zhenxian Sect had already approached him.

"Senior Chu."

The person suddenly spoke.

It gave Chu Yuan, who was meditating, such a start.

"What do you want??"

Suppressing the urge to slap the person across the face, Chu Yuan asked with a hint of chill in his voice.

"Well, Senior Chu, I heard that your Sect has a legacy spanning three million years now, so you must know a lot, right?"

The man said with a stiff smile.

Upon hearing this,

Chu Yuan's expression faltered.

Legacy...

Legacy for three million years??

That must refer to the real East State Hidden Sect.

Their Wayless Sect didn't have such a long history of legacy.

At most, the Wayless Sect's history of legacy was less than two years...

The leftovers of others might be more than the entirety of his Wayless Sect.

But at such a time, no matter what, he had to bluff his way through.

"Indeed, this Emperor has witnessed endless eons; surely I know somewhat more than you do."

Chu Yuan still maintained his carefree demeanor on the surface.

"In that case, may I seek advice from the Senior?"

The man eagerly continued.

"What do you wish to seek advice on?"

Chu Yuan asked, steeling himself.

"It's like this, Senior Chu, I have come across a painting in another place, but I don't know what creature is depicted in it, so I boldly wish to ask for your guidance."

The man explained.

He took the painting out of the storage bag and shakily presented it in front of Chu Yuan,

terrified that Chu Yuan would see through their intention to test him.

After bringing out the painting, the man carefully peeked at Chu Yuan and, seeing no change in his expression, breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other hand,

Chu Yuan didn't overthink it; he took the painting with a bit of trepidation, uncertain if he could blunder his way through.

With this in mind, he silently unfolded the scroll in his hands.

As soon as he opened the scroll, a strange scent was detectable.

He couldn't quite identify the scent.

It gave him a very ancient feeling, as if the scroll had been buried underground for tens of thousands of years.

Such a scent couldn't be mimicked.

Chu Yuan frowned slightly and fully opened the scroll.

Upon first glance, he saw the thing depicted on it.

It was a... an animal?

What kind of animal is this? It has a horn on its head, a body like a dog's, oh no, it probably isn't a dog, its face is covered in a bunch of fur...

What in the world.

Chu Yuan was momentarily baffled.

With horns on its head, was this a Xiezhi or a Pixiu? Or was it a Baize?

But these were all creatures he had seen before; how could they possibly be the same as those in this otherworld?

So what on earth was the creature depicted in this painting scroll?

Chu Yuan admitted to himself that he couldn't understand it.

Yet looking at the expression of the fellow beside him...

Saying he didn't understand seemed somewhat improper.

Should he just make something up?

After all, since this fellow had come to consult him, he clearly didn't know what the animal on the painting scroll was either.

He could probably make something up, and the other party wouldn't know.

Having thought this through,

Chu Yuan then knew exactly what he was going to say.

"The creature in this painting scroll is none other than Baize. Baize is a legendary divine beast, capable of human speech, understanding the emotions of all things, and recognizing the appearances of all things. It is a symbol of good fortune," he said, placing the painting scroll on the table in front of him, speaking with an air of nonchalance.

As he spoke, he slowly stood up and turned his back to the group.

The representative from the Zhenxian Sect, upon first hearing the name 'Baize,' had been quite curious.

But before he could ponder further,

he suddenly noticed the painting scroll, which had been placed on the table, begin to shake violently.

The Zhenxian Sect representative's eyes widened, recalling what his sect master had instructed.

If the named creature of the painting scroll was called out, something would happen to the painting.

The sect master Mo Cheng hadn't specified what exactly would occur, so the representative wasn't aware of the details.

But now, as he witnessed the violent shaking of the painting scroll, he understood.

The creature depicted on the painting scroll was indeed Baize!

The representative stood up, about to say something.

But before he could utter a word, he saw Chu Yuan continuing to speak, and the shaking of the painting scroll became even more ferocious with Chu Yuan's words.

Just listen to Chu Yuan slowly beginning to speak.

"Actually, these legends about Baize are nothing more than fabrications by later generations. The true Baize was merely a Demon Marshal under a certain Heavenly Emperor in a bygone era. Back then, there were no claims of it being a symbol of good fortune..."

Chu Yuan began his bluffing mode,

Completely oblivious to the furiously trembling painting scroll behind him on the table.

Clang.

Clang.

It seemed as if some powerful force was struggling inside the painting scroll.

Who's making all this noise? Can't they see he was in the middle of bluffing?!

Even Chu Yuan seemed disturbed by the commotion, furrowing his brow and abruptly turning around to scold.

But as soon as he turned, what he faced was the painting scroll, rising into the air...

The painting scroll unfurled naturally, and the creature depicted on it seemed to come alive, its eyes fixed intently on Chu Yuan.

This...

This...

This...

This thing is alive??

Chu Yuan was bewildered for a moment, staring blankly into the eyes of the creature in the painting scroll.

A moment later,

The painting scroll transformed into a streak of light, flying out of the gazebo at an uncatchable speed, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Chu Yuan stood there, still puzzled.

This...

He wouldn't be expected to compensate for it, would he?

"Your painting scroll?"

Chu Yuan's gaze fell peculiarly on the representative.

"Senior Chu... I also don't know what's happening here. Senior, the painting scroll is gone; I must go search for it. Please forgive my abrupt departure," the representative said, clearly anxious after witnessing the disappearance of the painting scroll.

After a quick word to Chu Yuan, he moved swiftly, chasing in the direction where the painting scroll had vanished.

Chu Yuan watched the direction in which the other had disappeared, silently breathing a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he wasn't expected to pay.

If he really had to compensate, he feared that all the money he had won at the grand competition of the sects would be lost.

Fortunately...

Fortunately, the fellow had run off.
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No, the grand competition of the sects had to end quickly so he could return to East State.

As long as he was back in East State, he would feel at peace...