Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

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In the Eastern Province.

On a high mountain outside the mountain gate of Qiandi Dao Sect.

A young man dressed in an Azure Crane Cloud Robe, with his arms crossed over his chest and a temperament as sharp as a peerless Sword Immortal, stood on the peak, gazing at the majestic mountain gate of the Qiandi Dao Sect.

He was Ye Luo.

At this moment.

Ye Luo stared expressionlessly at the distant Qiandi Dao Sect.

After descending the mountain, he had been preparing to create a Cultivation Holy Land.

This preparation had taken over two months.

To carve out a Holy Land, he did not hesitate to make enemies with numerous powerhouses to compete for the necessary resources.

He had originally planned to create the Holy Land quickly.

But just when he was about to do so, he unexpectedly discovered...

...that although the Qiandi Dao Sect's destiny was in turmoil, it still gathered most of the fortune within the East State.

For Ye Luo to establish a Holy Land, he needed to cause even greater upheaval within the Qiandi Dao Sect.

Otherwise, he would not be able to create the Holy Land at all.

That was why Ye Luo had now come to the Qiandi Dao Sect.

His goal was very clear.

To cause great turmoil within the Qiandi Dao Sect.

As for how to cause such disturbances...

Of course, using force was the simplest solution.

"Big Brother, are you sure this is right? Are we really going to attack the Holy Ground of the Eastern State directly?"

Behind Ye Luo.

A young man dressed in black, carefree and casual, sat on a huge stone, speaking to Ye Luo in a disgruntled tone.

After the man in black finished speaking.

Another man carrying twin swords and dressed in a blue and white cloud-patterned robe stepped forward.

"Shen Caijun! Whatever Big Brother says goes! Why are you talking back? If you're not happy with it, you're welcome to descend the mountain and leave."

The twin-sword man, 'Nie Yunfei,' forcefully patted the shoulder of the man in black.

"I never said I'm dissatisfied; it's just, don't you feel... Directly attacking a Holy Land seems a bit disrespectful? How about we try diplomacy first? Have a talk with them?"

The man in black, 'Shen Caijun,' proposed with his quirky spirit.

"Talk? How do you plan to talk? Ask them to cause some turmoil themselves?"

Nie Yunfei couldn't help but laugh at that, shaking his head, unsure what else to say.

To the side, Ye Luo watched the two of them silently, his face expressionless.

These two were those who had helped him during his battles with certain sects in the East State, and through various interactions, they had become like brothers, following him.

The man in black was named Shen Caijun, from a Cultivator Family, skilled in the arts of Flying Swords. With a single flying sword, he could take a man's head from a thousand miles away as easily as reaching into a bag.

The man dressed in the blue and white cloud-patterned robe was named Nie Yunfei, of common birth, but with extraordinary talent. After joining a Cultivator Sect and enduring years of arduous cultivation, his dual sword techniques had become extraordinary and mystical.

These two were Ye Luo's confidants.

And key figures in the founding of the Holy Land.

"Enough talk, let's just go fight,"

"You two, during the fight later, just take care of yourselves. Leave the rest to me."

Ye Luo slowly said.

"Alright, Big Brother, no worries, I've got the strongest survival skills here."

"You? After spitting out a flying sword, you can kill a man a thousand miles away, but if your own body gets blown up, you won't even know it. And you say you've got strong survival skills?"

"As if your swords are any better..."

"Stronger than you!"

The two bickered unreservedly, even though the Holy Ground of the Eastern State was not far away.

Seeing this scene.

Ye Luo could only shake his head, patting the gourd at his waist.

A Flying Sword flew out.

It landed in Ye Luo's hand, transforming into a sharp longsword.

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Ye Luo, sword in hand, shot up into the sky and flew toward the Qiandi Dao Sect's gate.

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Meanwhile.

In the Qiandi Dao Sect, the Ancestral Master Hall.

Many elders of the Qiandi Dao Sect were gathered together, discussing matters.

"The position of Sect Master, what is to be done? Our Qiandi Dao Sect absolutely cannot be without a Sect Master for too long."

"You know we can't be without a Sect Master for too long, but who to choose as Sect Master? The Great Elder supports one, the Second Elder another, and the Fourth Elder also supports someone, oh, the Seventh Elder as well, and there's also the Thirteenth Elder, so who's going to be the Sect Master?"

"That's not the point. You people have really gone too far. Despite the fact we haven't elected a Sect Master yet, your candidates are already exercising the rights of the Sect Master!"

"One sect, five Sect Masters!!! Isn't this dissension? Isn't this a betrayal of the Qiandi Dao Sect?!"

Some elders with gentle dispositions kindly spoke up, while the more radical elders began cursing and berating loudly.

The hall erupted into chaos.

Only the Great Elder, seated at the head, was completely unconcerned with the arguing in the hall, his expressionless face maintaining a lofty and dignified air.

As if the affairs of the world had nothing to do with him.

One of the elders suddenly took notice of the Great Elder.

"Let's set aside the matter of the Sect Master for now. Great Elder, since the former Sect Master is gone, his belongings, including the Sect Master's token, should all be in your possession, right? It's time for you to hand them over."

The elder spoke in a low, commanding tone.

Upon his words.

The quarreling in the hall abruptly ceased.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

All the elders' gazes converged on the Great Elder.

"Then take them, go to my cave dwelling to retrieve these items."

The Great Elder gestured indifferently, still exhibiting a solemn and meticulous demeanor.

Hearing this, the elders breathed a sigh of relief.

They were fearful that the Great Elder, in a moment of radicalism, might hand all the Sect Master's belongings over to his chosen candidate.

"Right, Great Elder, since Qian Yuan Sect Master has left, his Dao companion is still within the sect, right? I remember you were the one handling this matter. How is his Dao companion faring now?"

Another elder spoke up to inquire.

"Rest assured, rest assured, Qian Yuan Sect Master was a good friend of mine as well, and I have been looking after her all along, ensuring she is not wronged."

The Great Elder waved his hand, stating.

The other elders still wanted to say something.

Boom...

All of a sudden.

A loud boom.

The entire Qiandi Dao Sect shook violently, even the hall was affected.

The elders inside all looked toward the hall's exterior, wanting to know what had happened.

At that moment, a disciple came flying in on a sword, panic-stricken.

"Elders! Enemies have invaded, attacking our Qiandi Dao Sect, the gate has been smashed!"

The disciple spoke in terror.

"Ridiculous! Our Qiandi Dao Sect has the Mountain Protection Array, how could the gate have been smashed?!"

The Great Elder's eyes widened with authoritative anger.

What a joke.

The Qiandi Dao Sect had the Mountain Protection Array, yet the gate could be smashed?

The Mountain Protection Array was at the Tribulation Passing Realm Level!

If such a formation could be smashed.

Then he, as Great Elder, could swallow the planks of the Qiandi Dao Sect's hall floor, one by one!

"Great Elder, it's true, the enemy seems to know the weak point of our Qiandi Dao Sect's Mountain Protection Array; with one strike, they chopped down the Array Plate hidden in the sky..."

The disciple answered, trembling.

Great Elder: "..."

I suspect you're deliberately making me plant a flag...