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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nAnother mountain was several hundred miles away from Sky Mist Mountain. It was called Taiyue Mountain.

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nAfter traveling for several days, Chu Yuan brought Zhang Han to this place.

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nAs the saying went, “One should rest first before continuing on their way.”

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nZhang Han did not suspect anything and followed his Master to rest.

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nAt that moment, Chu Yuan felt extremely conflicted. He gazed in the Sky Mist Mountain’s direction and remained silent for a long time.

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nA gentle breeze blew, causing his snow-white robe to flutter in the wind. His originally ethereal aura was now mixed with a hint of melancholy. He was like an immortal who was worried about the rise and fall of the world.

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nChu Yuan could not be blamed for being depressed. His eldest disciple, Ye Luo, had backstabbed him, causing him to go from the Nascent Soul stage to the Golden Core stage…

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nHe really couldn’t think of anything.

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nThis disciple that he thought had already been dealt with had actually f*cking comprehended something and even stabbed him in the back!

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nIt turned out that Ye Luo had been serious when he had said that he had comprehended a trace of Dao and was certainly not suffering from hypochondria…

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nIt turned out that the swordsmanship that Ye Luo practiced every day in the sect was not superficial. It was real swordsmanship…

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nFrom the beginning to the end, he had been under the impression that Ye Luo had contracted hypochondria.

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nFrom the looks of it, he was the one suffering from hypochondria.

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nChu Yuan recalled the scene of his Nascent Soul shattering into a Golden Core and could not help but vomit blood.

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nHe suddenly recalled a phrase from his previous life’s web novels: “Those surnamed Ye will always lead the protagonist’s life.”

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nHe had taken in a guy with the life of a protagonist. How could his realm not drop?

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nBut now, what was done was done.

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nNo matter how much he regretted it, it was useless.

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nHe would remember this lesson.

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nThe next time he went down the mountain to accept disciples, no matter how useless they were, he would not accept anyone surnamed Ye!

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nNo matter how much Chu Yuan’s heart ached, he still had to think about how he should face Ye Luo.

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nIf he returned, would he directly announce that he would kick Ye Luo out of the sect?

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nNo!

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nBecause of Ye Luo, he had fallen by a great cultivation realm!

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nIf he kicked Ye Luo out of the sect just like that, he would have really suffered a huge loss!

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nDidn’t Ye Luo comprehend something? He would find an opportunity to pry things out of him and then kick him out of the sect!

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nThat’s right. He wanted to get his hands on what Ye Luo had comprehended. This would at least make up for what he had lost. After all, he was penniless now and lacked everything.

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nChu Yuan’s gloomy mood eased a little with such thoughts in mind, but he was still unhappy.

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nHowever, when Chu Yuan looked at Zhang Han, he felt much better.

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nHe could understand how someone who was born without a spirit root had a near-perfect Dao Body.

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nHowever, if one’s spirit root was struck by lightning, what genius constitution could one possibly have?

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nIf Zhang Han really had a special constitution that made him a genius like Ye Luo, he would find a big rock and kill himself.

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nHow could one possibly comprehend something with just a few of his words?

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nIf it was really that easy, why did he, Chu Yuan, not comprehend anything.

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nYe Luo was definitely an exception. Normal people were definitely not like him.

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nZhang Han’s case would definitely not become like that of Ye Luo.

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nThe increase of a small realm was already in his grasp.

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nThis is what he, Chu Yuan, said.

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nEven God could not stop him from grooming Zhang Han to become a useless and crippled disciple!

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nPhew…

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nChu Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and said to Zhang Han, “Let’s go. The sect is just up ahead. Let’s rest when we reach the sect.”

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nWithout waiting for Zhang Han to respond, he flicked his wide sleeve and led Zhang Han on a cloud toward the Daoless Sect.

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nAbove the clouds…

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nChu Yuan controlled the cloud to fly toward the sect.

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nZhang Han stood beside Chu Yuan, looking down at the mountains and rivers. He raised his head and looked at Chu Yuan’s back, his eyes filled with curiosity.

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nHe was not stupid. It could be seen that his Master was very mysterious.

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nHe was clearly an expert. Yet, back in Springfield City, he had been acting as if he didn’t understand the cultivation world at all.

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nWhen he had been in the Xuantian Mountain Range, he had seen that the other party’s cultivation bases weren’t weak, yet they had all been fawning over his Master like dogs. They had wanted nothing more than to bootlick his Master up into the sky.

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nClearly.

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nHis master was quite famous in the cultivation world.

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nAs a member of Springfield City’s Zhang family, he had heard a little about the experts of the major sects in the cultivation world.

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nHowever, he had never heard of his Master.

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nThere was only one possibility… His Master was one of the most powerful cultivators in the cultivation world. At his level, he was unable to access information or know about his Master.

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nIf he was right, his Master’s sect was also extremely powerful.

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nHowever, this was only his guess.

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nAlthough it was a guess, Zhang Han already had an answer in his heart.

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n“Disciple, we’re here. Look, our sect is just up ahead.”

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nChu Yuan composed himself while riding on the cloud before pointing at the area covered with clouds and mist in front of him in high spirits.

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nWhen Zhang Han heard this, he craned his neck to take a look, but all he could see were clouds and mist. He could not see what was inside.

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nA thought arose in his mind.

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nCould it be… an array formation?

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nSeeming to confirm his guess, Chu Yuan smiled and sent his power into the void to communicate with the array diagram.

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nAll of a sudden, the billowing clouds ahead seemed to have been parted by an invisible hand, revealing a path. It was as though an ancient paradise was welcoming its master’s return.

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nUpon seeing this, Chu Yuan nodded in satisfaction and turned to look at Zhang Han.

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nWhen he saw Zhang Han’s dazed expression, he was even more satisfied.

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nIf he wanted this disciple to stay, he had to scare this disciple first.

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nChu Yuan was well aware of that.

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nLook at how cute this disciple looked when he was intimidated. He did not waste the immense amount of Dharmic powers needed to activate the array formation.

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nThis first step was very good. The beginning was perfect.

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nHe believed that the follow-up would be even better.

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nHowever, he felt a little weak.

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nThe Golden Core stage did not involve much Dharmic power, to begin with. After flying for a long period and using it to activate the array formation, his Dharmic power had nearly been depleted.

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nThis made Chu Yuan miss the Nascent Soul stage even more.

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nIf he was still a Nascent Soul cultivator, he wouldn’t even have consumed a tenth of his Dharmic power when he executed these moves.

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nAlthough he felt sad, he would never slack off.

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nSo what if he was at the Golden Core stage?

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nChu Yuan firmly believed that as long as he could teach and cripple a few more useless disciples, as long as he did not encounter another Ye Luo, he would definitely be able to rise again.

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nYeah…

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nI went from Golden Core to a Supreme Being!

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nChu Yuan regained his confidence!

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nHis face also revealed a calm expression.

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n“Come, disciple. I’ll bring you to meet your Eldest Senior Brother,” Chu Yuan said lightly.

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nHe then brought Zhang Han to the Sky Mist Mountain’s foot and headed up the mountain.

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nDo not ask why he chose to walk.

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nIf you really wanted to know, it was because he had no more Dharmic power left in him to ride on a cloud.

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nZhang Han did not ask further and followed Chu Yuan.

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nHalf an hour later…

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nThe two of them finally arrived at the mountain gate.

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nZhang Han looked at the majestic mountain gate in front of him. He was convinced that his Master was a top-tier powerhouse. The sect was also a powerful sect!

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nJust as the two of them entered the mountain gate, a voice suddenly sounded.

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n“Disciple Ye Luo welcomes Master back to the sect!!”

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nHis voice echoed in all directions as if it came from above the nine heavens.

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nZhang Han’s eyes widened.

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nWas this the Eldest Senior Brother?

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nThis Eldest Senior Brother was a little too strong…

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