Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

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[The teaching mode is now activated, searching for a worthless disciple to teach.]

[Searching in progress, please wait a moment, Host...]

[Estimated search time: 1600 years]

Chu Yuan gazed at the message on the screen.

He fell into deep thought.

Estimated search time, sixteen hundred years?

Search for over a thousand years?

That's something.

He was genuinely taken aback.

Sixteen hundred years, was he supposed to wait until the end of time?

He was left with only his will, not even knowing how long it could last.

Who had the time to wait sixteen hundred years?

The fighting spirit that had just kindled in Chu Yuan instantly died down.

Sixteen hundred years? Garbage system!

Always misleading people.

"I'm tired, disperse."

Chu Yuan sat down once again.

Hum...

The system screen before him flickered to life again.

Text emerged.

[Please note, Host, the estimated time is the maximum time required and is subject to change at any moment]

"Subject to change at any moment? How so?"

Chu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then asked.

[Please move around, Host. The closer you approach a worthless disciple to teach, the shorter the estimated time will become. Also, upon nearing the disciple, the System will automatically notify you.]

The closer to the worthless disciple, the shorter the estimated time?

So that was it.

It was like having a locator.

He could use the estimated time to gauge the whereabouts of the worthless disciple.

Chu Yuan's eyes lit up.

He didn't bother to ask any more questions.

He switched off the azure-blue screen in front of him and prepared to head out.

The sensation of being a being of mere will was too much to bear.

Having a physical body felt reassuring.

Having a soul felt at least like proof of existence.

Now, with only will remaining...

Chu Yuan felt as if he could dissipate at any moment.

It was a sensation of both presence and absence.

As if he could control the entire world but also as if he could vanish at any moment.

Chu Yuan found this illusory sensation very uncomfortable.

So naturally, he couldn't wait to find that worthless disciple, change his fate, and reclaim his body.

Chu Yuan left the cave abode.

Outside the cave.

Jin Yu was on guard.

He saw Chu Yuan emerge.

And hurried to greet him.

"Senior, have you ended your... your retreat?"

Jin Yu wanted to say something.

But upon seeing Chu Yuan, he froze in place.

In his eyes, Chu Yuan's image had completely changed.

His entire body was ethereal, seeming to be composed of fog, yet also like a clear person, mystical in every way, and unfathomable.

Around the edges of his body, threads of golden light enveloped him, lending an unparalleled majesty to his entire form.

Jin Yu was somewhat shocked internally.

But he could feel it.

The senior before him seemed to have made a breakthrough?

"Hmm, I have emerged from seclusion. Have you been guarding this place for me the whole time?"

Chu Yuan looked at Jin Yu and said slowly.

"Yes, Senior. After all, this is the ancestral land of our clan. To avoid disturbing you during your seclusion, I have stood guard here,"

Jin Yu nodded and replied.

Upon hearing this.

Chu Yuan felt somewhat moved inside.

He thought Jin Yu to be quite decent.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke slowly.

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"Jin Yu, do you want to be the king of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan?"

That's what Chu Yuan said.

"Huh? King of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan?"

Jin Yu was dumbfounded and didn't understand what Chu Yuan meant.

"That is, do you want to be the sole voice, the only supreme authority of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan?"

Chu Yuan narrowed his eyes.

He suddenly wanted to test whether the combat power of his will-body was stronger than when he had a soul body.

Also, he wanted to see if this will-body could cast the Golden Halo.

This Jin Yu had sharp senses.

Why not help Jin Yu out?

He could defeat the leader of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan and install Jin Yu in his place.

That would be killing two birds with one stone.

He could help Jin Yu and test the combat power of his will-body at the same time.

"What? Senior, what are you going to do?"

Jin Yu was quite scared.

"Just tell me, do you want to be the king of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan? If you do, I shall step in and clear all obstacles for you."

"No, no, no, Senior, forget it, forget it..."

"Hmm? Do you think I lack the power to clear the obstacles?"

"No, no, no, it's not like that, Senior, I don't have any intentions of becoming the clan leader..."

"Hmm?"

"Senior, I truly don't want to be any clan leader, I'm too weak..."

...

After Jin Yu's explanation,

Chu Yuan was convinced that Jin Yu really did not want to be the king of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

Seeing this,

Chu Yuan didn't wish to linger. He planned to stir up trouble and find someone to spar with.

To see how strong his will-body was.

However, a statement from Jin Yu caught Chu Yuan's attention.

"Senior, since you've finished your seclusion, I don't need to keep guard here. I plan to participate in the Tianjiao Competition. What about you, Senior? Will you continue to stay here, or what?"

Jin Yu asked cautiously.

"The Tianjiao Competition? What is that?"

Chu Yuan asked curiously.

"That Demon Master in the central part of the Tianjian Continent has organized an event called the Tianjiao Competition, which is open to all the 'tianjiao' of the Tianjian Continent. I don't know what it's for."

Jin Yu explained.

"You count as a 'tianjiao'?"

Chu Yuan unconsciously looked at Jin Yu and asked.

"I... I... I..."

Jin Yun's brain crashed in an instant.

How could he not be considered a 'tianjiao'?

He looked at Chu Yuan, his body trembling slightly, not sure what to say.

"What? Surely you don't really consider yourself a 'tianjiao'?"

Chu Yuan said skeptically.

"Senior! Of course, I'm a 'tianjiao'! I'm among the top ten 'tianjiaos' of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan. If I don't count as one, then who does?"

Jin Yu declared emphatically.

Upon hearing this,

Chu Yuan's gaze became strange as he looked at Jin Yu.

That look seemed to say,

The Golden-winged Dapeng clan has fallen this much? Someone like you ranks in the top ten?

That look really irritated Jin Yu.

"Senior!! Do you have disciples?! Let them have a fight with me, and then it will be clear if I am a 'tianjiao' or not!"

Jin Yu retorted in agitation.

"Spar with my disciples?"

Chu Yuan was amused.

Although his disciples often exasperated him, he never doubted their strength.

Each of those disciples possessed remarkable abilities.

They even established small Sects in the Divinity Continent.

The Sects were small, but at least they were masters of their own Sects.

Could Jin Yu really fight against his disciples?

Chu Yuan was curious.

However, for the time being, he had no plans to return to the Divinity Continent, so his curiosity didn't matter.

"Alright, I agree to that. If there's a chance, I'll make sure you spar with them..."