Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?-Chapter 788 - 814 Saint of Azure Sky Fourth Update

Chapter 788: Chapter 814: Saint of Azure Sky [Fourth Update] Chapter 788: Chapter 814: Saint of Azure Sky [Fourth Update] East Divine State, Hidden Heaven Island, Wayless Sect.

Disciple living area.

Inside Su Qianyuan’s bedchamber.

At this moment, Su Qianyuan was sitting cross-legged on a straw mat, his body enveloped by rolling malevolent qi.

This aura was even more profound than before.

Or rather, this was no longer merely malevolent qi, but a special kind of energy, one that bore some similarities to malevolent qi but was far beyond it in nature.

And Su Qianyuan’s body had also undergone huge changes compared to before.

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On his bare upper body, blood-red patterns were sprawled across, surrounded by twelve orbs of different colors that floated around him, mysterious and powerful.

“Wu!!!!”

Suddenly, Su Qianyuan’s eyes snapped open, and he spat out a word. Instantly, the malevolent qi around him began to boil, giving off a sense of wanting to destroy everything.

His eyes were extremely bloodshot, and an ancient and mysterious aura was diffusing from him.

“Exterminate the Demon Race and re-establish the Wu Clan?”

Su Qianyuan quickly reined in his aura and then looked at his hands, whispering to himself in a low voice.

Previously, he had received the aid of several wills by accident. With their help, his progress soared, and in a short period, he had reached the realm he was at now.

Su Qianyuan was certain that among the disciples of the Wayless Sect, aside from the eldest senior brother, none were his match.

And the key to such a drastic change was the help of those wills.

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They had given him only one piece of information.

And that was to exterminate the Demon Race and re-establish the Wu Clan.

This was Karma.

Su Qianyuan needed to fulfill it.

“No hurry, cultivate first, other matters can wait.”

“It’s just that I’m not sure about the specific affairs of the Wu Clan, I’ll ask my respected master later.”

Su Qianyuan took a deep breath, without any impatience.

He still knew what his priority was.

Cultivation!

He was now only one step away from reaching the realm of a Daluo Golden Immortal.

Once he broke through to Daluo Golden Immortal, his combat power would soar.

According to the information left by those wills.

Moreover, his path to sainthood was almost entirely paved.

It was said that once he achieved the Quasi-Saint level, the twelve different paths he currently controlled would converge, and then he would be able to become a Saint in one fell swoop.

“Just one more effort, and maybe I can surpass eldest senior brother!”

Excitement gleamed in Su Qianyuan’s eyes.

Surpassing the eldest senior brother!

This was a thought hidden in the hearts of every disciple of the Wayless Sect.

Now that he had the opportunity, of course, he wanted to give it a try.

Su Qianyuan was about to continue settling down to cultivate.

Hoping to overtake the eldest senior brother by taking a shortcut.

By then, the Sect Master would surely see him in a new light.

Perhaps if the Sect Master was happy enough, he would remove Zhang Han and let him take over as the Acting Sect Leader.

Just as Su Qianyuan finished his reverie, preparing to continue his cultivation.

Knock knock knock…

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of his bedchamber.

Hm?

Su Qianyuan couldn’t help but be startled.

Who could it be?

Su Qianyuan pondered for a moment.

He sent out a stream of malevolent qi with his hand and opened the door.

He looked up.

Outside the door of the bedchamber, Zhang Han was dressed in a Confucian robe, standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

“Second senior brother, what brings you here?”

Surprised, Su Qianyuan reined in all his aura and asked.

He was aware that Zhang Han was always busy managing the sect; why did he have time to come to his bedchamber today?

“Nothing much, just came to see how you are. How come I rarely see you lately?”

Zhang Han walked in, took a seat in a chair, and started pouring tea for himself as if he were at home.

Here, there was none of the dignity of the Acting Sect Leader.

All there was, was the image of a second senior brother.

“I’ve been busy with my closed-door cultivation and didn’t go out. Second Senior Brother, you’re the one who’s always managing the Sect, aren’t you? How do you have time to come to me?”

Su Qianyuan asked curiously.

“Well, there was something I wanted to discuss with you about going out, and since you, being the third junior brother, rank lowest in cultivation levels among the whole Sect, you might as well help me with some errands.”

Zhang Han revealed a smile as he explained his purpose.

He figured that within the whole Sect, except for Chen Jun, Su Qianyuan was at the bottom.

So he planned to send Su Qianyuan to do some tasks.

“Huh?? What do you mean my cultivation levels are the lowest within the entire Sect?”

Su Qianyuan listened to the first part, initially okay with it—thinking it would be good to contribute to the Sect.

But hearing the latter part, he suddenly bristled.

What does it mean that his cultivation levels were the lowest within the entire Sect?

He, now being so powerful, was actually deemed the bottom of the Sect?

“Isn’t it the case?”

Zhang Han was taken aback, wasn’t he just stating the facts?

“How about we spar to see?”

Su Qianyuan immediately got angry.

“Come on.”

Zhang Han laughed.

He was a Golden Immortal.

He had seen the rankings at their respected master’s place last time.

Su Qianyuan was indeed at the bottom.

“Let’s go outside!”

“Let’s go, let’s go, look how worked up you are.”

“…”

The two set off immediately.

They headed straight for the outside of the palace.

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Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Three Saints were now arriving at the very center of the Immortal Realm.

This was the intersection of the four states.

Here, a pillar of light shimmered, supporting the entire Immortal Realm like the Pillar of Heaven itself.

Ordinary beings didn’t dare to come here, as there were prohibitions around the pillar of light that would obliterate any ordinary being that approached.

Only Saints could come here.

The three Saints stopped in front of the pillar of light.

They looked at each other.

Then, they all moved at the same time, charging into the pillar of light.

Upon entering the pillar of light, the three only felt a blur before their eyes and the next moment, they had arrived in a strange space.

This space was pitch black, filled with dark fog everywhere; you couldn’t see your own hands in front of you.

This dark fog was extremely special, seemingly a manifestation of all negative emotions.

Even Saints, if they carelessly touched the dark fog, would have their innermost terrible desires stirred up.

This place seemed to be where all the darkness in the world originated.

“Why have you three come here?”

A voice echoed through the dark fog.

“We’ve come to see the Saint of Azure Sky!”

Upon hearing the voice, the three Saints trembled and said in unison.

“For what reason?”

The voice sounded again through the dark fog.

“The Immortal Realm is in crisis, the Northern Immortal State has been destroyed, we beseech the Saint of Azure Sky to take action, to stabilize the Immortal Realm!”

The Taiqing Saint stepped forward and spoke with gritted teeth.

“Hmm?”

The presence in the dark fog seemed surprised for a moment, then fell silent.

Immediately after, the swirling dark fog violently receded.

A figure emerged from its depths.

The figure was clad in a loose azure robe, with white, disheveled hair that draped over his shoulders. His face was exceedingly handsome, his aura pure, devoid of any oppressive feeling.

He looked completely out of place against the surrounding evil and sinister scenery.

Yet, he existed here, enigmatic and unfathomable.

This was the strongest entity in the Immortal Realm, Heaven’s Spokesperson, Azure Sky!