Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Chapter 466 485 Dark Clouds

In the Divinity Continent, the most literati-influenced grand state is unquestionably Jiangzhou.

While there aren't as many cultivators in Jiangzhou, there are indeed many literati.

Looking at the history of the Mortal Realm in the Divinity Continent, Jiangzhou has produced the greatest number of notable figures.

Moreover, the prime ministers of the ruling dynasties across various states are mostly from Jiangzhou.

When it comes to literary aura, Jiangzhou is doubtlessly number one.

Upon learning this, Chu Yuan spared no effort in traveling thousands of miles from East State to Jiangzhou, wanting to find out where exactly the person corresponding to the divination was.

However, he searched for a long time and couldn't find any clues.

'State of Wenqi, Demonic Qi Seed, danger of devouring its host, consider carefully...'

He thought back to the phrase given by the divination.

No matter how much Chu Yuan mulled over it, he couldn't figure out where this Demonic Qi Seed could be.

Just as Chu Yuan was about to use the Divination Tube again,

a gust of wind blew from afar, prompting a moment of surprise.

He looked up towards the distance.

Invincible State gathered in his eyes.

With one glance, he saw a great expanse of pitch-black clouds far away.

Wave after wave of disturbances emanated from within the clouds, giving rise to gusts of strong wind.

"What is that?"

"Let's go take a look."

Chu Yuan muttered to himself.

His figure shifted, becoming like a phantom as he flew towards the direction of the clouds.

The swathes of dark clouds were in the central region of Jiangzhou.

Chu Yuan was at the border, so the distance was indeed vast.

But Chu Yuan's speed was incredibly fast.

With a few leaps and bounds, he arrived near the clouds.

As Chu Yuan drew closer, he could see the situation here.

The clouds were deep and thick, and their purplish-red hue was unlike that of ordinary clouds.

This expanse of clouds covered a wide area, enshrouding the entire central region of Jiangzhou within.

What most attracted Chu Yuan's attention was beneath the clouds, where many cultivators were gathered, seemingly engaged in something.

A rough count of these cultivators revealed that there were perhaps several hundred people.

Some were riding swords, some were standing on gourds, and some were walking on air.

The weaker cultivators stood on the ground.

All of their gazes were fixed on the purplish-red clouds, as if waiting for something.

Chu Yuan concealed the golden light around his body somewhat and then walked on the ground, approaching several cultivators without making a sound.

With maximum effort to shield the golden light,

the brightness of the golden light was weakened to an extreme.

Chu Yuan, now nearly devoid of golden light, revealed his internal form.

That was a very faint silhouette, almost translucent.

Chu Yuan silently approached a few cultivators and listened to their discussion.

"That Meditation Daoist is truly foolish. He was the first to learn that there were treasures in these clouds, yet he insisted on spreading the word, causing now so many to vie for it."

"It's still okay. Even if that Meditation Daoist kept quiet, the sheer size of these clouds would definitely attract a lot of attention anyway."

"Attention would come, but definitely not have such a huge impact as it does now—we've almost gathered half of the high-end battle power of Jiangzhou. The strongest here are just a few at the Nascent Soul Realm, and the rest are all at the Golden Core Realm."

"Forget about them. If they want to make a big fuss, let them be. We'll just stand here to make up the numbers. As long as we don't get involved, we're simply adding pressure for fun!"

The conversation between the cultivators was taken in by Chu Yuan, unnoticed.

Chu Yuan, reflecting upon what they said, fell into contemplation.

There are treasures within these clouds?

Is that why so many are attracted here?

What kind of treasures could they be?

A desire to compete for the treasures arose in Chu Yuan's heart.

Most here are at the Golden Core Realm, with just two or three at the Nascent Soul Realm.

For him, battling for it would be utterly simple, wouldn't it?

With the Invincible State,

he could easily suppress this group of people.

The treasures are unclaimed, so it wouldn't be excessive for him to compete for them.

Chu Yuan quietly made up his mind, deciding to contend for the treasures.

At this thought,

Chu Yuan's figure quietly withdrew, hiding above the firmament, silently waiting for the treasure within the dark clouds to descend, ready to compete for it then.

Time trickled by.

Above the firmament, the expanse of the purple-red clouds continued to spread wider and wider.

But aside from the growing expanse of purple-red clouds, there were no other movements.

This made Chu Yuan, who was waiting, feel quite bored.

Yet, oddly enough, Chu Yuan could not do anything but stand still and wait.

After a long wait,

bored, he observed the cultivators.

With this look, Chu Yuan perked up slightly.

"These people…"

Chu Yuan looked at the cultivators above in the firmament and on the ground, somewhat stunned.

The cultivators, at this moment, had blood-red eyes, and stood rigid in their places, seemingly engaged in something unknown.

"Is it because of the rain?"

Chu Yuan turned his head and glanced beside him at the misty drizzle that had started at some unknown time.

This rain…

was red.

A golden light radiated around Chu Yuan, signifying his invincible state.

The rain could not get close to Chu Yuan's body.

But the rain had touched those other cultivators.

Was it because of this rain that these cultivators had become so strange?

Chu Yuan wanted to fly over to see exactly what was happening with the cultivators.

But before he could act,

suddenly, a cultivator not far away drew his sword and slashed at another cultivator opposite him.

This slash, like a fuse,

triggered a fight amongst the cultivators above in the firmament, and even those on the ground were not spared.

A full-scale battle erupted.

All the cultivators fought as if to the death, sparing no effort.

Chu Yuan was dumbfounded by this.

What had happened?

Nothing had happened, right?

The treasure hadn't even appeared, so what were they fighting for?

Chu Yuan was completely baffled.

He glanced around and was certain that the treasure had not appeared at all.

Without the treasure, what were these people fighting for?

Chu Yuan was unclear about the situation and had no desire to interfere.

He just watched this group of people fight intensely.

At the same time, he sneakily tried to learn a move or two.

He kept watching this way.

Soon, Chu Yuan noticed something odd.

It seemed…

it seemed that every time a cultivator fell, a layer resembling a blood mist drifted up into the purple-red clouds.

"What on earth is all this?"

Chu Yuan didn't dare to let his guard down; he always felt the clouds were mysterious and eerie.

If he were not careful and failed to obtain the treasure, only to get himself in trouble, it would be no laughing matter.

Chu Yuan pondered for a moment.

He picked up the divination tube, wanting to consult it,

quickly asked his questions, and shook it towards the firmament.

A divination stick swiftly flew out and was caught by Chu Yuan's hand.

Chu Yuan looked at the divination text in his hand.

'Demonic Qi is doom incarnate, yet with sufficient blood energy gathered, it can become a star in the heavens'

What is…

this supposed to mean?

Are these dark clouds that 'Demonic Qi'? And are they seeking a new disciple??

Chu Yuan felt confused…