Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Chapter 704 - 730 Scold

Chapter 704: Chapter 730: Scold Chapter 704: Chapter 730: Scold Within the Mountain Cave Mansion.

Chu Yuan quietly listened as this second brother, Zhang Handong, rambled on about a great many things.

After he finished speaking, Chu Yuan understood.

This second brother simply saw that Chen Jun couldn’t figure it out and thus wanted to help him.

Tsk tsk.

Can’t this second brother see it?

He had absolutely no desire for this sixteenth disciple to succeed.

...

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept his mouth shut.

But then again, it was true.

It would be strange if this second brother didn’t bring this sixteenth disciple to seek him out.

If this second brother hadn’t brought someone to seek him out, it would truly be because they had made it on their own.

Now that they had come to seek him, that was the correct move.

Since they had come to him, he had to say something; otherwise, it would be unacceptable.

“I think I grasp what you mean. Since you, Jun’er, really don’t understand, as your teacher, I might as well give you a few pointers,” said Chu Yuan after a moment of contemplation.

Upon hearing this.

Chen Jun was extremely excited and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Chu Yuan.

Unable to speak, he could only express his respect for his Respected Master in this manner.

“Jun’er, no need for such courtesy. Han’er, why aren’t you helping your sixteenth junior brother up?”

Chu Yuan spoke while rising from his cushion.

Upon hearing this. Zhang Han hurriedly helped Chen Jun to his feet.

Seeing this.

Chu Yuan walked slowly to the left as if pondering what to say.

After a few steps, he stopped.

Eureka!

A story flashed through his mind, and he suddenly had an idea.

Anyway, since he couldn’t teach this disciple the true methods, he might as well take some of the stories he read in his past life on Blue Star and cobble together a little tale to hoodwink the disciple.

“Jun’er, I will give you some pointers, but I will not teach you directly. You must understand, the Great Dao is not imparted lightly,”

“I will tell you a story, and you should come to understand it yourself after listening. Do you comprehend?”

Chu Yuan said in a leisurely manner.

Chen Jun nodded continuously, indicating that he understood.

Standing by, Chu Yuan nodded in satisfaction, opened his mouth, and was about to start the tale.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and his gaze shifted to Zhang Han.

Almost forgot that the second brother was still here.

He couldn’t let this second brother stay here.

This second brother had cultivation levels; if he overheard that Chu Yuan was just spouting nonsense, wouldn’t it tarnish the image Chu Yuan had in his mind?

Stared at by Chu Yuan’s intense gaze.

Zhang Han, normally bold and prone to courting disaster, couldn’t help but lower his head.

“Master, Respected Master, what’s the matter?” Zhang Han swallowed nervously and asked.

“The Great Dao is not imparted lightly, Han’er, this Dao is not suitable for you. You may leave,” Chu Yuan said with a smile, making it clear he wanted Zhang Han to leave.

“Okay, then Respected Master, I’ll wait outside,” said Zhang Han, quickly catching on.

After receiving a nod of approval from Chu Yuan, he left for the outside.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart.

He had thought he might opportunistically learn something useful.

But now it seemed impossible.

Zhang Han left the interior of the cave mansion.

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Only then did Chu Yuan turn his eyes towards Chen Jun.

“Jun’er, next, I will speak and you shall listen. How much you comprehend depends entirely on you.”

Chu Yuan said indifferently.

Chen Jun, unable to speak, nodded repeatedly to show he understood and quickly calmed his mind to listen to Chu Yuan.

During these past few months,

he hadn’t achieved any enlightenment.

But his heart had been trained to be exceptionally peaceful, able to enter a meditative state at will, still as water.

“Your path is that of the Confucian Dao.”

“I had you keep silent to cultivate your character, but since you do not understand, I can only give you a few pointers.”

“Today, I will tell you a story named… ‘Pangu Splits the Heavens!'”

“Have you ever heard this story?”

Chu Yuan spoke, his tone light as a cloud, hands clasped behind his back like a true sage.

Chen Jun shook his head, bewildered.

He had never heard such a story.

Seeing this,

Chu Yuan immediately felt relieved.

If he hadn’t heard it, then he could freely make alterations.

“It is said that before the heavens and earth were formed, there existed Hundun, a state of chaos. Hundun, originally nothingness, came into being spontaneously. From it emerged the Three Thousand Great Dao, which clashed with one another, thereby giving birth to three thousand chaotic divine demons. They fought amongst themselves, and the losers forfeited their right to combat…”

“It is said that the three thousand divine demons fought incessantly in the chaos, bringing forth the Catastrophic Tribulation. The Supreme Great Dao, in response to the tribulation’s demand, bore the son of the Great Dao, Pangu. This was the tribulation of the Three Thousand Great Dao, and also of the chaotic divine demons…”

Chu Yuan began to recount the tale.

Most of the story was concocted by him, created purely to deceive.

He himself felt nothing about it.

On the other hand, Chen Jun listened with great interest, as if he had been drawn into that vast world.

Chu Yuan paid him no mind and continued.

“Pangu then used his might to slay the three thousand divine demons, putting an end to the strife of the Three Thousand Great Dao. With his own power, he forced open the heavens and earth, propping them with his body, fiercely stabilizing the world. But by this moment, Pangu had reached the point of exhaustion.”

“Countless evil spirits saw the exhausted Pangu and attempted to attack him. At the critical moment, Pangu opened his mouth and uttered a ‘Scold,’ and with that word, all evil spirits vanished…”

“Thus, the word ‘Scold’ was the first character between heaven and earth, strictly speaking, it is also the origin of the Confucian Dao…”

Chu Yuan spoke without restraint, spouting nonsense.

He stopped there.

Not because the story was finished,

but because he sensed that Ye Luo might be outside.

“Jun’er, this lesson ends here. I have said all that needs to be said. The rest is up to you; do you understand?” Chu Yuan said slowly.

Upon hearing this,

Chen Jun, previously immersed in the story, suddenly snapped back to reality.

Is that it? Is it over?

He felt the story had only just begun.

Why did the Respected Master conclude so abruptly?

That was Chen Jun’s first thought.

But the next moment, a new thought emerged in him.

No, that’s not right.

Had he grasped something?

Nothing at all, right?

He just felt that the story was exceptionally exciting, exceptionally captivating.

Beyond that, nothing…

Chen Jun’s eyes widened, and he opened his mouth but could not utter a single word.

“Alright, Jun’er, you may leave now. Ponder well. I still have matters to attend to here. Go and seek further comprehension for a few months, and if you still do not grasp anything, come to seek me again,” said Chu Yuan, as he gestured dismissively.

It was apparent that he was tired of wrestling with Chen Jun.

He instructed Chen Jun to go ‘comprehend’ on his own.

Chen Jun, unable to speak, could only nod his head and exit, not daring to say anything more…