Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Chapter 952 -978: Oral Transmission

The Nameless Realm consisted of three thousand layers of heaven, each layer representing different levels of existence.

Within the Six Hundred and Twenty-Third Heaven, there was a vast palace.

The Saint who had previously encountered Chu Yuan was residing here, feeling quite troubled.

Polishing a Qi Cultivator?

How should he go about polishing?

He was afraid he might inadvertently kill one.

With his power, it was indeed possible to accidentally crush a Qi Cultivator to death.

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The Saint felt rather helpless.

He looked around, hoping to find someone who could undertake this task.

His first glance fell upon the armored soldiers at the door.

Semi-Saint…

No, their Realm is too high.

It’s almost as high as his mount’s; accidents might happen.

The Saint then turned his gaze to a flower at the entrance.

Taiyi Golden Immortal…

Still not suitable.

“Your Honor.”

A servant suddenly approached, bringing over some Spirit Tea and Spirit Fruit, placing them on the table for the Saint to consume.

“Hmm? What Realm are you at?”

The Saint looked at the servant and asked.

“My respects to Your Honor, I am a Taiyi Golden Immortal,” the servant replied respectfully.

The Saint was immediately struck with a headache.

All of his servants were Taiyi Golden Immortals; what was he supposed to do with that?

Crap.

And he’s supposed to be polishing.

It would be a relief not to accidentally kill someone.

If he accidentally killed someone, and the Nameless Master became angry, he would be finished.

In the presence of the Nameless Master, he was just like a Qi Cultivator himself.

A mere thought from the Nameless Master could kill him.

“Who is the weakest in terms of Cultivation Levels here?”

After a moment of silence, the Saint asked.

“Your Honor, the weakest in our Chu Holy Palace should be… the dog guarding the east side of the Xuan Ancient Pond; it is a Golden Immortal,” the servant thought for a moment and answered.

“Golden Immortal…”

The Saint was speechless.

How was he supposed to polish such a being?

He didn’t even have the weakest among his subordinates.

“Do you need someone with a low level of Cultivation to do something, Saint? If so, I can take care of it,” the servant said.

“If you need someone of low Cultivation, I know quite a few people,” he added.

As soon as these words were spoken.

The Saint was first taken aback.

Then suddenly came to his senses.

That’s right.

He had no one with low Cultivation Levels to use.

But those with weaker Cultivation understood those with lower Cultivation.

The Saint immediately had an idea.

He roughly explained the situation to the servant.

“This mission is ordained by a supreme existence, and must not be taken lightly.”

“If you can handle it well, there will be considerable rewards,” the Saint emphasized repeatedly.

He was concerned that the servant might not grasp the importance of the matter.

“Your, Your Honor, even you refer to them as a supreme existence; could it be that this is an order from a Great Dao Saint?” the servant asked tentatively.

“More or less,” the Saint dared not reveal the existence of the Nameless Master and answered offhandedly.

“Understood,” said the servant.

He then left the palace.

…

After leaving the palace, the servant spent some time trying to find a friend in the Mortal Boundary.

But he realized he had none at all.

The weakest one he knew was a Heavenly Immortal.

A Heavenly Immortal simply had no way of completing this task.

Therefore, the servant called upon his Heavenly Immortal friend to find someone of lower status to carry out the mission.

“Who exactly did you instruct to handle this matter? How could such a thing have happened.”

The Heavenly Immortal friend could not help but complain.

“Who knows how such a thing came to be, but my revered master mentioned that this matter was entrusted by a Great Dao Saint.”

The servant spoke as such.

“A Great Dao Saint took interest in a mere Qi Cultivation out of the blue? That sounds far-fetched.”

The Heavenly Immortal friend was puzzled.

“Who knows.”

The servant was just as perplexed.

“Do you think this could be the offspring of a Great Dao Saint’s friend who resides in the Mundane World?”

The Heavenly Immortal friend gossiped with a keen expression.

The servant indicated he had no idea and then took his leave.

Carrying a strong sense of curiosity, the Heavenly Immortal left to find his own friends.

…

“Hey hey, I heard you’re in the Loose Immortal Realm? Do me a favor and handle a task…”

“What? This Qi Cultivation is the bastard child of a Great Dao Saint’s friend from the Mundane World? Aren’t the friends of a Great Dao Saint essentially Great Dao Saints themselves?”

“That’s probably the case…”

“But my Realm is still too high. Let me go find some of my friends.”

…

“Hey hey, you’re still in the Nascent Soul Realm, right? Do a favor for me…”

“What? The bastard child of a Great Dao Saint?”

“…”

…

“You’re in the Golden Core Realm, right? I have a task for you: to find a Qi Cultivation individual, the offspring of the supreme Great Dao Saint…”

“The offspring of a Great Dao Saint, how could they be in the Mundane World?”

“I heard that this Great Dao Saint’s partner is another Great Dao Saint, and that Great Dao Saint took fancy to another woman, consequently fathering a bastard child. The partner didn’t take kindly to this, so the Great Dao Saint, fearing the partner might harm their offspring, sent them down to the human world for us to polish and temper…”

“That makes sense…”

…

Through a game of ‘word of mouth.’

Chu Yuan unwittingly gained an illegitimate son.

And with it, a long lineage of familial drama.

Of course, this was unknown to Chu Yuan.

…

In the Nameless Realm’s First Layer of Heaven.

Wutan City.

A young man was practicing martial arts in his family’s training field, delivering punch after punch with great focus.

This young man is Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was exceptionally gifted from a young age, reaching the Peak of Qi Cultivation Stage at a young age.

In such a remote corner of the First Layer of Heaven, this was considered genius-level.

But Xiao Yi did not become arrogant and instead devoted himself to his cultivation.

While Xiao Yi was cultivating.

High above in the Firmament, a man in black was observing him.

“Is it him? The pinnacle of Qi Cultivation, the bastard child of a Great Dao Saint.”

The man in black murmured to himself in a low voice.

After repeatedly ensuring, he finally confirmed.

This was the person he was looking for.

“Tsk tsk, who would have thought that the bastard child of a Great Dao Saint would be here.”

“But he sure looks handsome, meaning that Great Dao Saint must be quite handsome as well. Of course, if he weren’t handsome, how could he be so amorous and father a bastard child.”

The man in black stroked his chin.

He began contemplating again.

How to temper this young man.

This is the bastard child of a Great Dao Saint; he certainly can’t be exposed to life-threatening dangers.

But if life-threatening dangers are out of the question, how can he be tempered?

“Why not capture all his kinsmen and pretend that I have killed them? With such emotional stress, force the young man to grow?”

“Losing loved ones would definitely unleash potential; that counts as a form of tempering.”

The man in black swiftly made a decision.

That’s the plan.

It definitely seems feasible.

Just how much potential this young man would unleash remains to be seen.

But then again, he is in the Golden Core Realm, and it won’t be so easy for the youngster to surpass him.

Anyway, let’s capture the boy’s family members first…