Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

At the entrances to the various sealed palace routes.

Baize and Ye Luo, among others, stood quietly, gazing in the direction their Respected Master had departed, silent and unspoken.

Zhang Han stared at the Spirit Stone Token in his hand, puzzled.

Ye Luo, Su Qianyuan, and Dantai Luo Xue also stared intently at the token in Zhang Han's hand.

They didn't know what use the token, given by their Respected Master, served.

But Baize didn't even glance at the token; his gaze was fixed tightly in the direction of the Discipline Hall.

He truly felt a tinge of familiar aura in that direction.

Yet, he couldn't discern who the owner of this faint aura was.

Lost in confusion, Baize didn't wish to rashly offend Chu Yuan by trespassing into the Discipline Hall he established.

He could only stand there, attentively sensing that faint familiar aura.

No matter how he tried to feel it out, he couldn't understand to whom the aura belonged.

"What exactly is inside the tower?"

Baize furrowed his brows.

He couldn't figure it out.

But he also had no intention of dwelling on it, and, reluctantly, he shook his head.

He turned to leave, broom in hand.

His eyes inadvertently met Su Qianyuan's.

And suddenly, he froze.

The aura inside the tower...

It seemed somewhat similar to Su Qianyuan's.

There was a sense of shared origin.

Of Body Refinement?

Baize narrowed his eyes slightly, a vague guess forming in his mind, though he had no intention of voicing it.

"Young friend, if you have time, you could visit the Discipline Hall that your Respected Master mentioned, it might be of greater help to you," Baize said with a chuckle, leaving behind this piece of advice.

He then turned and left the place.

Not wanting to say any more.

Su Qianyuan, the named disciple, was momentarily perplexed, his gaze shifting away from the token in Zhang Han's hand.

He glanced at Baize's retreating figure, then at the direction of the Discipline Hall, not understanding why.

Hadn't their Respected Master mentioned the Discipline Hall?

It was a place you went as a punishment...

Why would he visit if there was no reason? Or better yet, how could he?

Could it be that he would have to punch his Respected Master just to be forced into visiting the Discipline Hall?

"How strange."

Touching his bald head, Su Qianyuan felt perplexed.

"Since that senior has advised you, just visit when you have the time. He is unfathomable and unlikely to mislead you for no reason," Ye Luo shifted his gaze from the Spirit Stone Token and said to Su Qianyuan.

"Got it, big senior brother. But I'm more curious about what second senior brother is holding than about that," Su Qianyuan said, his curiosity unabated as he continued to observe the Spirit Stone Token.

"Who knows what this is? The Respected Master didn't say, but anything that comes from the Respected Master's hands must be something precious. It's not like the Respected Master would just hand out something to toy with me," Zhang Han said, gripping the token, a flicker of excitement in his mood as he stored the token in his storage bag.

"Mm, it's not possible for the Respected Master to have rubbish either. Keep the token safe. Well, now that we know the Discipline Hall is open, let's disband. I should return to the Holy Land to check on the situation there. Second brother, are you coming with me, or will you go on your own?" Ye Luo waved his hand and turned to ask Zhang Han.

"You go ahead, big senior brother. I still need to set up formations in each of the palaces, so I might come down the mountain later," Zhang Han replied.

Zhang Han shook his head and refused.

The Respected Master had been kind to him, and before leaving, he even gave him this token.

Although he didn't know what use the token had, anything that came from the hands of the Respected Master couldn't be lacking.

Now that he was about to leave, shouldn't he set up a few more soundproofing formations in each palace before his departure?

Ye Luo, on the other hand, didn't think too much upon hearing this and nodded slightly before looking to Su Qianyuan and Dantai Luoxue.

"Third Junior Brother, through this grand competition among sects, you should also know your weaknesses now, right? Work hard to compensate for your shortcomings."

"And Fourth Junior Sister, you too must diligently cultivate. If Fifth Junior Sister has anything about cultivation she doesn't understand, you should teach her more since we are all from the same sect."

Ye Luo gave this advice to these two fellow disciples.

"Yes, Eldest Senior Brother, I understand. My shortcoming is none other than being too slow."

"Eldest Senior Brother, I will take good care of Fifth Junior Sister."

Su Qianyuan and Dantai Luoxue both nodded in agreement.

"Well then, everyone, I'm taking my leave first. Take care of yourselves. Second Brother, if you need help, just send someone to the Taiyi Sword Sect to call for me, and I will come to offer aid. Don't keep it to yourself and end up getting killed out there without anyone knowing."

Ye Luo said to Zhang Han with a smile.

Immediately afterward, a flying sword appeared beneath his feet, carrying him as he flew towards the distance.

His speed was so fast that he transformed into a streak of sword light, vanishing from the Wayless Sect in the blink of an eye.

Standing by, Zhang Han watched as his Eldest Senior Brother departed.

He certainly knew that Ye Luo was worried he might really need help but would be too embarrassed to ask for it, which is why he left those parting words.

But with his strength, he truly didn't need any help going to Yun State.

Not to mention, the Holy Land there was practically kneeling down to beg him to become the Holy Land Master.

With this thought, Zhang Han already had plans to quickly wrap things up at the Wayless Sect and then head to Yun State to become the Holy Land Master.

After dealing with all the affairs, he could still return to the Wayless Sect.

"Then I should leave as well."

"Third Junior Brother, take good care."

"Fourth Junior Sister, work on developing the Wayless Sect well."

Zhang Han took a deep look at his Fourth Junior Sister, sighing in his heart.

As his words fell, an array rose from beneath his feet, carrying him as he soared into the sky, heading towards the main buildings of the Wayless Sect.

He was going to set up the formations.

Once that was done, he would descend the mountain.

"Fourth Junior Sister, since the Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother are gone, I'm off too. It's time for me to continue my body refinement."

Seeing this, Su Qianyuan turned his head to say this to Dantai Luoxue.

"Hmm, Junior Sister should also go back to cultivate."

Dantai Luoxue nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.

The two exchanged a glance and then left in different directions.

Dantai Luoxue was going towards the area where the disciples lived, clearly intending to return to her palace to cultivate.

Su Qianyuan, however, didn't head for the caves mid-mountain, but instead, he was going in the direction of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

He wanted to see if there were any divine weapons suitable for him at the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Those who practised body refinement were unable to control treasures.

But spiritual treasures had their own sentience and could operate on their own in combat, though they couldn't unleash their full combat strength.

Su Qianyuan had experienced the joy of using a spiritual treasure to strike others during the grand competition of the sects, and naturally, he wanted to acquire a spiritual treasure for himself.

If a spiritual treasure could temporarily restrain someone, then who could withstand his punch?

Thinking about this possibility, Su Qianyuan became somewhat excited.

If he could hold someone in place, letting them stand still for him to strike, then he would be delighted.

No matter if they were at the Tribulation Transcending Stage or whatever else, one punch from him would knock their heads off.

With this thought in mind, Su Qianyuan quickened his steps towards the Divine Weapon Pavilion...