Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Gazing at the seven disciples bowing their heads.

Ye Luo seemed to share the thoughts of the seven disciples, displaying an appearance of exasperation, and he sighed heavily.

"Back then, this Sect Master just sat on the ground of the Wayless Sect, looked at the sky for half a day, and comprehended his own Dao; it is something one can do just by having eyes, so why can't you do it?"

"This Sect Master sees that all of you have strong talents, so how come it's not working for you?"

Ye Luo's disappointment with the seven disciples was palpable.

The heads of the seven disciples hung even lower.

Each thought to themselves that it was just as expected.

They knew he would say something like this.

"Respected Master, it's not that we disciples cannot comprehend it, we truly have no clue, if only the Respected Master could give us a hint, then surely we could comprehend it!"

One of the disciples bit his teeth and stepped forward.

"A hint? Haven't I already given you hints? Just look up more."

Ye Luo glared at the disciple and said.

The seven disciples: "..."

Just look up—what kind of hint is that?

Are they supposed to deduce a spell for observing celestial phenomena and temperature, then spend every day predicting the day's wind direction and temperature?

The seven disciples fell into silence once more.

They didn't want to say anything more.

It felt like no matter what they said, they wouldn't be able to outdo their Sect Master.

Ye Luo looked at the seven disciples and took a deep breath.

He walked two steps to the side, hands behind his back.

A solitary and aloof aura lingered around him.

He shook his head.

"You still don't understand this Sect Master's painstaking efforts."

"If this Sect Master really taught you spells directly, he would fear that it might affect your own Dao. There are countless Daos in the world, but only the Dao that one finds on their own is the best. If your path is influenced by the spells this Sect Master teaches you, your ultimate potential won't be very high."

"Can you understand what this Sect Master is thinking?"

Ye Luo spoke slowly.

"Respected Master, we disciples... we disciples understand Respected Master's good intentions, it's just that we truly can't comprehend anything..."

"Right, Respected Master, looking up, we haven't really seen anything."

"Respected Master, you talked about Order Chains, but we've really never seen them."

"Respected Master, all I've seen today is that the weather is nice, and there might be some local thunderstorms later, nothing else."

The seven disciples spoke in quick succession, all befuddled. They truly couldn't comprehend.

Not to mention half a day, even if it were half a month or half a year, they felt they couldn't comprehend anything.

"You must comprehend even if you can't! This Sect Master has great expectations for you."

Ye Luo said, quietly sighing to himself.

Why couldn't these seven disciples just give him peace of mind?

If even one of them could comprehend, that would have been good enough.

But now, not a single one had comprehended.

"May we ask, Respected Master, what are your expectations for us? Perhaps we might be able to meet your expectations in other ways, without having to comprehend... umm, without this looking up thing."

One of the disciples hesitated for a while before speaking up.

"Expectations? It's not really expectations, just a small goal, reach the Nascent Soul Realm within a year."

Ye Luo said quite nonchalantly.

Upon hearing these words.

The seven disciples nearly knelt down to their Sect Master.

Reach the Nascent Soul Realm within a year??

And that's a small goal??

You've got to be kidding...

Ye Luo didn't care about the disciples' reactions and kept talking to himself.

"The teacher wants you to reach the Nascent Soul Realm within a year, only a Nascent Soul Realm born of your own Dao can possibly defeat one of your grand-uncles in the Wayless Sect."

"If you juniors can all defeat your grand-uncle, imagine how delightful his expression would be."

As Ye Luo spoke, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

This is his plan!

To cultivate disciples and have disciples defeat Zhang Han!

By then, his second junior brother's face must be quite the sight to see.

But now it seems...

These disciples are quite disappointing.

...

Elsewhere.

In the sky, hidden within the Concealment Formation, Zhang Han's mouth twitched wildly upon hearing Ye Luo's words.

He didn't believe that the 'Wayless Sect Uncle' Ye Luo spoke of could be Su Qianyuan.

Su Qianyuan didn't have the ability to make the eldest senior brother so preoccupied.

The only possibility could only be him.

This eldest senior brother, to actually play such mind games...

It wasn't enough for him to have been given a double blow to his soul and body last time; now he even incited the juniors, wanting them to grow swiftly and defeat him...

That was truly looking down on him.

After all, he was to be the future Sect Master of the Daoless Sect.

Zhang Han nearly couldn't resist unleashing tens of thousands of formations to smash Ye Luo.

Although Zhang Han didn't launch an attack on Ye Luo, he couldn't stand by and watch anymore.

"Eldest senior brother, your method of teaching your followers is quite amusing," Zhang Han said.

Zhang Han stepped out from the Concealment Formation, trying hard to maintain a warm expression.

He really wanted to throw tens of thousands of formations at his own eldest senior brother at that moment.

On the main peak plaza below.

Ye Luo, who was about to speak, sensed Zhang Han the instant he emerged from the Concealment Formation.

His face stiffened, then returned to normal immediately.

"Second junior brother, you're here," said Ye Luo as he looked up at Zhang Han and greeted him.

After speaking,

he looked unflinchingly at the seven disciples and said, "Alright, you may go down now. Remember to cultivate diligently and don't be slack."

The seven disciples exchanged glances, bowed respectfully to Ye Luo, and obediently withdrew.

Above, Zhang Han also descended at this time, stepping onto the main peak plaza.

"Eldest senior brother, your method of teaching is truly unique," Zhang Han remarked, his gaze on Ye Luo half in jest.

"Ah? Junior brother, you saw how I teach? Oh, that's how our respected master instructed me back in the day. It's quite good," Ye Luo replied indifferently.

He acted as if he had completely forgotten what he had just said.

All his expressions and actions were utterly bland.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

As if Zhang Han had just misunderstood, heard wrong.

Zhang Han fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.

He felt it was necessary to demonstrate his current strength in front of his eldest senior brother.

Otherwise, this eldest senior brother, with his undying craftiness.

Actually thought of using the juniors to beat him...

Now, he was not as he had been before; his mana had broken through to the Divinity Transformation Realm, combined with his mastery of the Array Heart, and his relations with the Taiyin Star.

His combat power was not necessarily weaker than his eldest senior brother's.

"Eldest senior brother, it has been a while since we've met, how about we spar for a bit?" Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Of course, it's only natural for the senior brother to guide the junior brother. Just give me a moment, junior brother. I've recently developed a spell that harnesses the power of the entire Holy Land's fortune. Allow me to demonstrate it first," Ye Luo replied, also smiling, his smile even more joyful.

He silently began to operate the spell.

In an instant, the Taiyi Sword Sect was engulfed in a drastic change.

Feeling Ye Luo's rapidly rising aura, Zhang Han's previously warm face instantly darkened. Stay connected with empire

Eldest senior brother! You lack martial honor!!