Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Chapter 38 Discussing the Profound Bootlicking Skills of the Great Elder

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Below the mountain gate of the Qiandi Dao Sect.

Gazing at the towering gate before him, as imposing as a high mountain.

Ye Luo held his longsword, his eyes squinted into slits.

Although the mountain gate before him was significantly larger than that of his Wayless Sect, he felt that the Qiandi Dao Sect's gate did not compare to his own.

How to put it.

The Wayless Sect's gate gave him a sense of mystery and profundity.

The Qiandi Dao Sect's gate was simply majestic and nothing more.

Between the two, Ye Luo still believed his Wayless Sect's to be superior.

"However, the fact that the Qiandi Dao Sect is actually the Holy Ground of the Eastern State, that did surprise me a bit."

Ye Luo muttered to himself in a low voice.

He hadn't known about the Qiandi Dao Sect before.

It was only after making some inquiries that he found out.

It turns out that the Qiandi Dao Sect is the Holy Ground of the Eastern State.

This couldn't be blamed on Ye Luo.

Given his previous station, knowing some of the major sects was already quite good.

The existence of the Qiandi Dao Sect was, to him, like heaven itself.

He knew there was a Holy Land in the Eastern State, but how could he have known its true name was Qiandi Dao Sect?

Of course, these weren't the reasons for Ye Luo's astonishment.

What truly shocked him

was how his Respected Master referred to this Holy Ground of the Eastern State.

Ye Luo remembered before descending the mountain, his Respected Master learned of the Qiandi Dao Sect's grand competition and told him to cause trouble if he got the chance.

He also mentioned the term 'trash sect'.

The revered Holy Ground of the Eastern State, being reduced to 'trash sect' before his Respected Master...

How arrogant was that?!

But Ye Luo felt that perhaps, in front of his Wayless Sect, the Holy Ground of the Eastern State was indeed just trash!

Don't ask why, it's because he believed in his Respected Master.

"Nonetheless, causing mischief in the Holy Ground of the Eastern State, the thought is quite thrilling."

A glint of excitement flashed through Ye Luo's eyes.

Ever since his enlightenment, he had never fought anyone, and did not know at which level his combat prowess stood.

Descending the mountain this time also had the purpose of testing his own fighting capabilities.

But then again,

why is it taking so long for the Qiandi Dao Sect to announce just a visit?

The Great Holy Ground of the Eastern State, how can it be so slow in handling matters?

As Ye Luo was lost in his thoughts,

a voice came from afar.

"A friend visiting from afar is indeed a joy! Young Friend Ye, long time no see, I trust you have been well?"

Only to see the Great Elder walking from outside the mountain gate, his aged face filled with smiles, completely lacking the usual solemnity.

"Ah, it's you, Old Flatterer, ahem, Elder."

Upon seeing the Great Elder, Ye Luo subconsciously wanted to call him 'Old Bootlicker'.

But after a second thought, he corrected himself.

After all, it's the Holy Ground of the Eastern State, it's better to save some face.

He is not an extraordinary powerhouse like his Respected Master who could dismiss the Holy Ground of the Eastern State as a 'trash sect' at will.

The Great Elder, seeing that Ye Luo recognized him, could not help but smile even more joyously.

A veritable zombie's grin.

"It's me indeed, Young Friend Ye, look at you, travel-stained and weary, you must be tired from your journey? Let's go, let's go, I've prepared everything for you, I've cleared an entire peak for you, staffed with thirty-six maids of the Foundation Establishment Realm, seventy-two guards of the Golden Core Realm, you can reside there with peace of mind."

"Oh, right, to facilitate your travel, I have also prepared an Immortal Crane in the Golden Core Realm, it flies incredibly fast and has a regal bearing, very fitting for a handsome and unrestrained person like Young Friend Ye," the Great Elder said with a beaming smile.

Ye Luo, embracing his longsword, couldn't help but shiver the hand tucked within the wide sleeve of his robe.

A familiar annoyance.

This old man, stubborn as a sticking plaster.

Is this truly the Great Elder of the Holy Ground of the Eastern State?!

The Great Elder of the distinguished Holy Ground of the Eastern State is actually a sycophant.

If this were spoken aloud, would anyone believe it?

"Well, Elder, there's really no need for such a grand gesture, modesty is preferable."

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Ye Luo coughed twice, gently dissuading with a word.

Upon hearing this, the Great Elder beside him laughed heartily and said, "This is not making a big fuss, all the friends from various sects who come to our Qiandi Dao Sect are received with this standard!"

As soon as these words came out.

Ye Luo found it difficult to say anything more.

Following the Great Elder, he prepared to enter.

Before entering the mountain gate.

A conversation on the other side of the huge mountain gate caught Ye Luo's attention.

He saw a group of people preparing to enter the mountain gate but were stopped by several disciples.

The group took out an invitation.

Yet the disciples still did not let them enter.

"Sorry, those who are invited can't stay inside our Qiandi Dao Sect, you'll have to find your own place to stay at the foot of the mountain. What? Servants? No servants, you have to bring your own. Guards? What are you thinking, you think you deserve our Qiandi Dao Sect to send guards to protect you?"

This is what one of the disciples said.

Ye Luo, who was preparing to enter: "???"

Great Elder, could your flattery be any more obvious?

The Great Elder, seeing this scene, acted as if he hadn't seen it and nonchalantly pulled Ye Luo into the premises of the Qiandi Dao Sect.

Ye Luo could only let the Great Elder lead him in.

Mentally, he was furiously complaining.

Doesn't the Holy Ground of the Eastern State have any spine at all?

Ye Luo could only secretly remind himself that this surely wasn't the way of the Holy Ground of the Eastern State, that the Great Elder must be the only sycophant.

The others from the Holy Ground of the Eastern State must all be of proud and lofty character.

By evening.

The last bit of Ye Luo's impression of the Holy Ground of the Eastern State was completely shattered.

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The evening at the Qiandi Dao Sect was quite mystical.

Due to its geographic location.

From any peak of the Qiandi Dao Sect, one could clearly see the entire process of the golden crow setting in the west and Tai Yin rising in the east.

Ye Luo stood before a towering and magnificent palace, watching this scene unfold.

When he saw the last bit of light lingering in the human world disappear, and the night like a greedy beast frantically took over the sky, he couldn't help but feel a bit moved.

He vaguely comprehended something.

But did not know where it originated.

Ye Luo had wanted to engage in Heavenly Insight here for a bit to see if there was anything to be gained.

Before he could even start to comprehend.

A beautiful maid walked over and said, "Respected sir, there are many people outside Yunxia Peak looking to visit you. Would you like to meet them or not?"

Curious about who would visit him, Ye Luo naturally chose to see them.

"Yes," Ye Luo said softly.

He did not recall knowing anyone from the Qiandi Dao Sect.

Or rather, in the entire Cultivation Realm, besides his Respected Master and his junior Zhang Han, he did not know anyone else.

"Very well, sir, I will let those who wish to visit you come up," the maid replied and then excused herself to leave.

Ye Luo did not move, continuing to gaze at the sky.

After a while.

The maid came back, indicating that those who wanted to visit had all arrived.

Without hesitation, Ye Luo walked straight into the palace.

With one glance, he found himself stunned.

Looking around, the entire grand hall was filled with people, each one an elderly figure with an imposing aura.

If it was just these.

Ye Luo would not find anything unusual.

But what was with the auntie-like smiles on the faces of each of these elders...

The smile was familiar to Ye Luo.

It was exactly like that of the sycophantic Great Elder.

He...

Was this truly the Holy Ground of the Eastern State?

Had he not gone to the wrong place?