No Way Anyone Believes That My Master Is A Mortal? - Chapter 7
Chapter 7: Sold At The Price Of Eight Taels
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In front of the Hall Of Impartation…
Ye Luo stood in front of the Hall Of Impartation and looked up at the ancient and solemn hall.
He felt a natural sense of solemnity. This was especially so when he saw the three big words “Hall of Impartation” written on top of the hall palace. When he set his sight on these three words, he felt even more shaken.
He could vaguely see the disillusionment of life and death, the desolate universe, and countless other scenes from these three words.
This made Ye Luo once again sigh at how extraordinary the sect was. He also felt fortunate that he was able to join such a hidden sect.
With this thought in mind, he straightened his clothes and walked into the Hall Of Impartation.
What entered his sight were rows and rows of stone platforms. There were nine rows of stone platforms in total, and each row had nine stone platforms.
There was a manual on every stone platform.
“Is there anyone in here?” Ye Luo asked softly.
Although his voice was soft, it echoed and rang throughout the entire hall.
However, no one replied to him.
Generally speaking, places like the Hall of Impartation, where secret manuals were stored, were important places of the sect, and there should be experts guarding them.
However, there was no one in the Hall of Impartation in the Daoless Sect. It seemed eerily empty and quiet.
This further solidified Ye Luo’s thoughts.
The Daoless Sect’s experts must have ascended!
His Master must also be on the verge of ascending, which was why he had come out of the mountain to take him in as a disciple.
His Master’s goal must have been to groom a disciple to take over him! When Ye Luo became strong enough, his Master would then entrust the Daoless Sect to him and ascend to immortality!
Ye Luo definitely could not let down his Master’s expectations. He had to comprehend the Dao properly and cultivate so that he could become an expert as soon as possible!
At that time, his Master would definitely reveal a gratified smile at his results.
When Ye Luo thought of this, his Dao Heart became even more resolute.
Ye Luo originally wanted to pick up the secret manuals on the stone platform to take a look when he unconsciously landed his sight at a corner of the hall.
A pile of books lay there.
He walked over subconsciously and picked up one of the books in the stack.
Azure Dragon Body-Tempering Method…
This book…
He had heard of it before!
Ye Luo came from a family in a medium-sized city. The families in the city he was in were all under the jurisdiction of a powerful sect called the Azure Dragon Dao Sect.
The Azure Dragon Dao Sect’s ultimate technique was the Azure Dragon Body-Tempering Method!
However, why had the Azure Dragon Dao Sect’s ultimate technique appeared in the Daoless Sect’s Hall of Impartation?
Furthermore, it was thrown into the corner like trash…
Is this how hidden sects are like?
I love it so much!
Ye Luo was excited. He put down the book in his hand and looked at the other books in the corner.
What he saw next caused him to exclaim repeatedly.
“Isn’t this the Springwood Sect’s secret manual?
“Nirvanic Sword Manual, the strongest sword art from the only sword sect in the east region…
“Demonic Spirit Curse, the secret technique of a demonic sect…
“…”
After browsing through many of the manuals, Ye Luo noticed that these were all top cultivation manuals and secret techniques from various sects.
Furthermore, most of these were treasured as legacies in their respective sect and were not easily accessed even if one were a disciple in the respective sect.
Every single one of them would cause a bloodbath if they were auctioned off, and it was normal for countless experts to fight to the death for them.
And yet, when these manuals and techniques fell into the Daoless Sect’s hands, they were reduced to nothing but trash.
Is this the amount of resources and reserves a hidden sect has?
Ye Luo took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement.
He tried his best to calm his heart.
He did not have a spirit root and could not cultivate. No matter how heaven-defying these secret manuals were, he could not cultivate them.
On the contrary…
His Master clearly knew that he did not have a spirit root, yet he had still made him come to the Hall of Impartation.
Perhaps, his Master wanted to temper his Dao Heart so that he wouldn’t be surprised and overexcited in the future even if he saw something that he really wanted.
He could not get excited!
He was going to inherit the Daoless Sect!
Ye Luo immediately calmed down and flipped through the books in the corner. However, he turned a blind eye to the books regarding cultivation techniques.
After browsing through them for a long time, he found one that was quite interesting to him.
The Secrets Of The Ancient Era!
What book is this?
A book that recorded major ancient events?
Ye Luo’s interest was piqued.
Perhaps he could get some information about the Daoless Sect from this book.
He picked up the book and found a comfortable spot to sit before he started reading the book.
The first sentence in the book had already made him fall into a trance.
“Rumor has it that in ancient times, no one had a spirit root. Nascent Soul and Soul Formation cultivators had to go through tribulations in order to reach the next cultivation realm. However, due to drastic changes in the world, the amount of spiritual energy decreased to the point where there was insufficient for everyone to use. The Heavenly Dao thus created spirit roots for the human body to restrict one’s cultivation speed so that spiritual energy would not be fully depleted…”
Ye Luo was shocked and seemed to have understood something. He quickly flipped through the pages and read every single word carefully.
At the same time…
A pursuit between cultivators was taking place in the east region’s Lin Country. The person who was being chased was Zhang San, the Lawless Madman.
Zhang San had tried his best to escape, but he could not shake off the countless experts on his tail.
He could only drag it out.
While escaping, Zhang San looked at the experts from the various sects behind him. He pretended to be relaxed and laughed loudly.
“Are you all considered the major sects’ elites? Is this all? If you can’t even catch up to me, what’s the point of having you guys in the sect?”
He wanted to infuriate these experts so that he could exhaust their dharmic powers before he took the opportunity to shake them off.
His idea was pretty good.
Unfortunately, he was destined not to be able to escape.
Just as Zhang San finished speaking, an enormous palm imprint descended from the sky and smashed Zhang San into the ground.
Rumble!
The entire city shook, and surging dust shrouded the area.
After a moment, a black-robed elder strode out of the dust fog, holding a half-dead dog-like Zhang San in his hand.
The black-robed elder threw Zhang San on the ground, and the various large sects’ experts gathered around, wanting to speak.
The black-robed old man waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for them to speak. He walked up, lifted Zhang San, and said in a hoarse voice, “Lawless Madman… Speak. Where are the cultivation techniques of our Holy Land, as well as the various sects’ cultivation techniques? Tell me, and I can grant you an easy death.”
Zhang San was panting heavily, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. He took eight taels of silver out of his bosom with a trembling hand and handed them to the black-robed old man.
The black-robed old man took the eight taels of silver and scanned them with his divine sense. He did not find anything. He could not help but frown and throw the eight taels of silver to the people behind him.
“Let’s check if this silver is some sort of storage artifact.”
Many experts took turns to inspect the silver and began to observe it carefully.
After observing for a long time, none of them found anything.
Zhang San said faintly, “Don’t think about it. This is not a storage artifact. This is just normal silver. I sold all your sects’ secret manuals and techniques for eight taels of silver.”
The black-robed elder, “?”
The bunch of powerhouses, “??”
Every single manual of their sects was priceless. Yet, Zhang San had sold all their secret manuals and techniques for just eight taels of silver?
Was he playing a prank on them?
The powerhouses looked at Zhang San with unfriendly gazes.
Zhang San swallowed a mouthful of blood and repeatedly said, “It’s true, the sect is located at Sky Mist Mountain! There’s a sect on Sky Mist Mountain called Daoless Sect, and its Sect Leader is at the Tribulation stage. He used eight taels of silver to buy those secret manuals and techniques forcefully…
“If you don’t believe me, I can take you there. If what I am saying is all a lie, you can remove my head and kick it like a ball…”
