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nIn the Daoless Sect…

nChu Yuan was standing on the square outside the main hall. He looked up, gazing at the dark sky.

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nChu Yuan really wanted to comprehend Ye Luo’s technique, but he saw nothing even after staring at the sky from noon to night.

nOh, he did find something.

nThere was a gentle breeze today, and the weather was changing. The wind was blowing northwest, and the temperature was quite high…

nOther than that, he didn’t discover anything else.

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nHe had once again wasted another day.

nChu Yuan sighed. If he had known, he would have gone to cultivate. Even though it had taken him three months, he was still able to at least condense a trace of Dharmic power. That was much better spending the entire day looking at nothing.

nChu Yuan used his divine sense to scan the side of the Hall of Impartation. Upon seeing that Zhang Han was still reading, he could not help but relax.

nAlthough it was a wasted day, he was not depressed at all.

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nThis Zhang Han is too obedient!

nHe’s so obedient that he makes me feel at ease. The only thing that Zhang Han does every day is to read. He doesn’t even move a step.

nWhat’s so good about those fake manuals?

nForget it, forget it. This is good too.

nLetting him continue is the same as stalling for more time.

nWhen the time comes for the system’s review, my reward of a small realm will come walking toward me.

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nHowever, what Chu Yuan did not know was that this disciple of his had already completely backstabbed him.

nAt that moment, Chu Yuan started muttering to himself, “Speaking of which, why haven’t I seen Zhang Han eat before? He’s clearly a mortal, but I’ve never seen him eat… No, I didn’t prepare any food for him either. He should have his own rations. Also, I’m not always watching him. I probably didn’t notice him eating.

n“Forget it. Since this disciple is honest, there’s no need to bother about him.”

nChu Yuan rubbed his chin and retracted his divine sense, ignoring Zhang Han.

nThis disciple was honest, so honest that he was relieved.

nHow was he any bit like Ye Luo?

nChu Yuan had absolute trust in Zhang Han.

nKeke!

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nIf such an honest disciple could still stab him in the back, then he wouldn’t continue anymore. He would disband the sect on the spot and swallow all the buildings in the sect without chewing. He would devour them raw!

nOf course, it was true that the sect was a bit deserted.

nChu Yuan looked around.

nThe truth was that the Daoless Sect was very large in size.

nThere were also many halls.

nThe Hall of Impartation was merely one of them.

nAs there was nothing in the other halls, Chu Yuan had closed them.

nNow, it seemed like it would be better if those halls were opened.

nIn the future, he would recruit more disciples.

nIf he could use these halls to stall the disciples for a year till the system had finished its review, he would successfully attain a small realm.

nOn top of that, there were many palaces in the area.

nHe could set a rule that if one wanted to obtain his inheritance, they would have to pass through these halls first.

nFor example, one had to stay in the Hall of Impartation for three months.

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nAfter that, one would have to stay in another hall for another three months, and so on.

nThis method was feasible!

nHe had to open more of those halls.

nHowever, before opening them, he had to prepare some replicas and fake stuff to make the hall look more filled.

nChu Yuan already had a plan in his heart.

nHe planned to go to find an entire batch of fake weapons first.

nYes, he wanted to make some weapons that looked impressive but were actually trash in reality. After that, he would open a hall and trick his disciples into entering it to comprehend those trash weapons. Only after obtaining the approval of the ‘divine weapon’ would one be able to come out.

nHowever, these weapons would all be fake. How could the weapons possibly acknowledge them?

nThis way, he could stall for more time and achieve great things!

nChu Yuan thought to himself and nodded.

nHe immediately acted after he formulated the plan.

nHe immediately stood on his cloud and flew toward Silvermoon City. If he wanted to know where such weapons could be found, he had to ask the shopkeeper.

nThe shopkeeper was also known as Mr. Know-It-All.

nHalf a day later, at Silvermoon City, in front of the Drunken Immortal Inn…

nA series of carriages had stopped in front of the inn.

nAt present, the shopkeeper was instructing countless servants to carry things up the carriages. As they moved, they wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

nHe was finally leaving!

nActually, he should have left three months ago.

nThat Nascent Soul supreme elder was simply too terrifying and shameless. He could not afford to offend him, and thus he planned to escape!

nHowever, he was worried that the shameless Nascent Soul elder would come to catch him from running away and slapping him to death in a fit of anger.

nThus, the move was delayed days after days.

nEven now, after three months, that Nascent Soul supreme elder still hadn’t come.

nOnly then did the innkeeper become bold and prepare to slip away.

n“Hey, be gentle when you’re moving it. The stool you’re moving is very expensive. It’s made of expensive wood. You won’t be able to pay for it if you break it!

n“Hai, I told you to be gentler. I didn’t tell you to be so slow. Be gentler and walk faster.”

nThe shopkeeper stood there and instructed the servants to carry the items.

nThe sweat on his forehead almost drenched his clothes.

nIt was obvious in how much of a hurry he was.

nJust as the shopkeeper continued to command, a voice drifted into his ears.

n“Shopkeeper, aren’t you making things difficult for them? You told them to be careful, yet you also asked them to walk faster. How could you do that?”

nThe shopkeeper subconsciously waved his hand and said loudly, “I spent money. Why can’t I give out instructions to them?”

nA figure stood at the side and said indifferently, “Still, aren’t your instructions a bit too overboard? If you can do it, why don’t you demonstrate it for me?”

nThe shopkeeper was furious.

n“I am the one who paid them! It’s not as if someone else is paying me! No, who are you? Why are you talking in front of me? Are you looking for a beating—”

nJust as the shopkeeper spoke halfway, his voice stopped.

nThe shopkeeper’s body suddenly stiffened. He turned slightly and looked at his side.

nHe saw Chu Yuan standing at the side with a smile as if nothing had happened, watching the servants carry things.

nThis fiend!

nWhen had he arrived!?

nThe shopkeeper’s heart turned cold as he said with a stiff expression, “Boss, Boss, when did you come over?”

nChu Yuan, on the other hand, didn’t think much of it. He watched these people carry things with his hands on his waist.

n“Just now, I saw that you were commanding so vigorously. I’m sorry to disturb you. Continue commanding and pretend that I don’t exist.”

nChu Yuan waved his hand casually.

nWith that, he paused for a moment before asking, “By the way, where are you moving your things to? Are you going to move?”

nMove?

nHow can I admit that?

nThe shopkeeper wanted to cry but had no tears. He repeatedly said, “No, no. How could that be? I’m living well in Silvermoon City. Occasionally, I can even meet a close friend like you. What’s there to move? I just want to open a branch. Yes, open a branch.”

nThe shopkeeper initially wanted to fool Chu Yuan, but he never expected the latter to give a reply as such.

nChu Yuan’s eyes lit up on the spot.

n“A branch is good! Why don’t you open it at the foot of my sect’s mountain? I’ll carve out a piece of land for you at the foot of my sect’s mountain. It’s a nice place with a view of beautiful mountains and clear waters. How about it? Do you want to consider it?

n“As for the rental fee, I’ll charge you 1,000,000 gold coins per year. What do you think?”

nThe shopkeeper, “…”

nMy mind has fully collapsed~

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