Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Misty Mountain, Wayless Sect.

Within the group of sealed palaces, one of the palaces had just been opened.

In this palace, besides everything else presenting emptiness, there was a giant pillar in the very center.

The top of the pillar reached the sky, and its base sank into the earth, leaving only part of the pillar within the palace.

This section of the pillar was engraved with strange runes.

At this very moment.

The massive stone doors at the base of the pillar were tightly closed.

After a little while.

Boom...

A loud noise thundered.

The giant stone doors of the pillar burst open once again.

A figure emerged from within the stone doors.

It was Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan looked extremely disheveled, with messy clothes, a pale face, gasping for breath, and a trace of sweat on his forehead.

His gaze towards the giant tower was one of fear.

He cursed himself for his rashness in his heart.

This tower is a reward??

Is this something that could be handed out as a reward??

Heaven knows what he had experienced after entering it.

Upon entering the first floor, he faced floods, then fire, then lightning strikes.

He barely made it through the first floor, only to be chased by a horde of extremely ferocious beasts on the second floor, which nearly scared him to death.

Chu Yuan decisively ran out.

He dared not continue to stay inside the tower.

Only after he had run out of the tower did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"This thing can also be given out as a reward? This damn thing is more like torture devices."

Chu Yuan took a deep breath and stabilized his emotions.

He had already tagged the giant tower as a tool for punishment.

What kind of ridiculous reward is this, who would use a reward in such a way?

He just didn't know where the jade pendant and the iron ball had gone.

They seemed to have both flown in just now.

But he didn't see those two things inside...

This was a supremely miserable loss.

The four treasures he had obtained with great difficulty were lost for no reason, and he got nothing in return.

All he got was this torturous contraption.

"However, it's not too bad. If any disciple decides to play the betrayal game again, I can have the disciple come here and suffer."

Chu Yuan patted his chest and exhaled.

As he thought about it, he suddenly froze.

Something wasn't right.

Why was he thinking about disciples betraying him again in the future...

He shouldn't be thinking that all his disciples would turn useless after his teachings.

Chu Yuan shook his head.

He didn't want to see this giant tower anymore.

However, regardless, the giant tower had opened up a hall for him, and since he couldn't take the tower back, he had no choice but to leave it there.

"At most, I'll keep this palace closed normally," he murmured softly.

It was as if the giant tower heard what Chu Yuan said.

The body of the tower trembled as if to refute Chu Yuan's words.

"You have an opinion? What can you do if you have an opinion? Don't think I don't know it was you who tempted me to go in and then immediately shut the door."

Chu Yuan rolled his eyes, got up and walked outside without any hesitation.

He walked out of the palace.

And shut the door behind him.

He had intended to leave directly.

But then he paused, halting in his tracks.

He looked up at the blank plaque hanging above the palace.

He waved his hand toward the plaque.

Expending the little mana that remained within his body.

In the next moment, three characters emerged on the plaque.

Discipline Hall!

Hmm, to Chu Yuan, the sole purpose of this hall was to discipline disciples.

As for anything else, he guessed it was mostly useless.

Chu Yuan shook his head, feeling like he had drawn the short straw, having suffered a lapse in judgement at the grand sect competition and losing tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.

Now, having obtained four treasures and wasted three for no significant use.

And an invitation of some sort was left, the use of which he still didn't know.

A total loss.

With a slightly depressed mood, Chu Yuan stepped forward, preparing to return to his own palace.

As he reached the intersection, he caught sight of Baize sweeping the floor and Ye Luo along with four other disciples in front of him.

"What are you doing here?"

Chu Yuan was taken aback and asked aloud.

On the other side.

Baize and the others had been conversing with one another.

This sudden interjection interrupted their discussion instantly.

All eyes were now on Chu Yuan as he approached.

"Daoist Chu."

"Disciples pay their respects to Respected Master!"

Baize and the other disciples greeted Chu Yuan with a bow, showing their respect.

"Why are all of you gathered here?"

Chu Yuan asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Respected Master, we saw a light shining here and felt your presence, so we came out of concern for your safety," Ye Luo quickly stepped forward and replied with his hands clasped.

The other three nodded in agreement; they all shared the sentiment.

Upon hearing these words.

A warmth couldn't help but spread through Chu Yuan's heart.

These four disciples had consumed his four great Realm advancements.

He was supposed to be angry, but seeing how concerned they were for his safety, he was moved instead.

"I am unharmed. I have opened the Discipline Hall ahead for disciplining disciples, which doesn't concern you. It's fine to look around, but don't enter."

Chu Yuan said, shaking his head.

"Yes, Respected Master."

The disciples nodded, each of them with a glint in their eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

"If there's nothing else, you may leave. Oh, Han'er, you're preparing to leave the mountain, correct?"

Chu Yuan asked, looking at Zhang Han, who carried a bundled pack.

"Yes, Respected Master, your disciple will descend the mountain shortly."

At the mention of leaving, Zhang Han's eyes involuntarily dimmed.

"Hmm… Take this with you."

Chu Yuan thought for a moment and threw Zhang Han the token that had been fashioned from a Spirit Stone.

It was compensation for sending his disciple away.

Though only made from a Spirit Stone and slightly more expensive, it was, after all, the most valuable thing he had apart from his Divine Sword.

"Respected Master, what is this…"

Zhang Han caught the token, wanting to ask what it was.

Before he could speak, he was interrupted.

"Don't ask, just keep it. If there is nothing else, you may leave."

Chu Yuan spoke directly.

As he did so, he also glanced at Baize holding the broom.

He muttered to himself that Baize was sensible, knowing that freeloading was not the way to go and hence opting to sweep the floors for the Wayless Sect.

Not wishing to say more, he nodded at Baize and headed toward his own palace, planning to rest well.