Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Dragon Clan Ancestral Land.

Chu Yuan's temporary cave abode.

Upon returning with the Twelve Ancestors of the Dragon Clan,

Chu Yuan had once again returned to this cave abode.

As for matters such as the Dragon Clan seeking independence, allying with Demon Masters, and aiming for growth and strength,

Chu Yuan only cared about whether the Dragon Clan gave enough. As long as they gave enough, growing big and strong was not an issue.

Anyway, he was too lazy to care about these things.

Chu Yuan arrived at his cave abode.

He first opened his storage bag to check, making sure that none of his treasures were lost.

Then, he opened the teaching mode of the System, wanting to see how far he still was from finding a worthless disciple to teach.

[Teaching mode activated, searching for a worthless disciple to teach]

[Searching in progress, please wait...]

[Estimated search time: 10,530 years]

What the heck?

A distance of ten thousand and five hundred thirty years?

Just how far away is he from finding a worthless disciple to teach?!

This won't do!

Although Chu Yuan liked treasures, he could clearly distinguish what was more important.

Teaching a worthless disciple could lead to advancements in realm.

No matter how many treasures he had, without cultivation levels, they were useless.

He had to find a reason to go out and search for disciples.

Whether he really needed the identity of a Dragon Ancestor or not was completely irrelevant.

Chu Yuan had just put away his storage bag and was preparing to leave the Dragon Clan Ancestral Land to find a worthless disciple to teach,

when he had only just reached the entrance of his cave abode.

He was faced with the Dragon Clan Chief, Ao Tian.

Upon seeing this person,

Chu Yuan nodded slightly, ready to clarify his situation.

He wanted to avoid having the affectionate Dragon Clan members looking for him without knowing where he went.

Just as he approached Ao Tian and was about to speak,

Ao Tian spoke first.

"Old Ancestor, before long, our Dragon Clan plans to stand on its own. At that time, you might have to take action against an elder of the Jinwu Clan,"

"Of course, we couldn't possibly ask you to do this for nothing. Here are some resources that will be useful to you. Please, Old Ancestor, accept them."

Ao Tian said this.

Having said that,

Ao Tian handed a storage bag to Chu Yuan.

Listening to the earlier part,

Chu Yuan was just furrowing his eyebrows,

but hearing the latter part, combined with the storage bag in front of him,

the frown on Chu Yuan's face immediately eased.

He took the storage bag and took a deep breath.

Having a storage bag was one thing,

but he didn't actually want it.

Teaching a worthless disciple was his main focus at the moment.

Everything else, when compared to teaching a worthless disciple, had to step aside!

Only by teaching a worthless disciple and gaining a realm would it be of any use,

otherwise, everything was just an illusion.

Chu Yuan shook his head, preparing to refuse Ao Tian,

but his eyes widened unintentionally when he glanced inside the storage bag.

This...

This...

The entire storage bag was packed full, all treasures, various kinds of spiritual energy fruits and vegetables filled the entire bag.

It was unbelievable that there could be so many treasures.

Compared to this storage bag, his previous one was like a mere witch before a great witch.

Chu Yuan wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to begin.

After pondering for a long while,

Chu Yuan decided not to refuse.

He really had no choice.

He too wished to prioritize teaching a worthless disciple,

but he simply couldn't resist the Dragon Clan's overly generous offer.

So many that he couldn't refuse.

It was like this the last time.

And it was the same this time too.

How could he refuse?

It was completely impossible to refuse.

"Fine, I understand. If you need my intervention, just let me know directly," he said.

Chu Yuan agreed to it.

He agreed with such decisiveness.

The charm of treasures lies exactly in this.

"Alright, Old Ancestor, then I won't disturb you any further," said Ao Tian, nodding. After a few words, he turned and left, heading back.

Chu Yuan watched Ao Tian leave, holding the storage bag in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

Let it be, let it be.

One last time, one last time.

He would continue to stay with the Dragon Clan for a bit longer.

Once the Dragon Clan's matter was settled, he would then depart.

The Dragon Clan had given too much this time; he truly couldn't refuse.

Chu Yuan sighed and turned to go back to his cave dwelling, starting to examine the contents of the storage bag.

…

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

The Dragon Clan acted very quickly.

Several days later, they announced to the entire Tianjian Continent.

The Dragon Clan, from that point on, would separate from the Jinwu Clan and was no longer a vassal to them.

When this news spread, the entire Tianjian Continent was stirred, shocking countless powers.

Especially the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan, whose situations were similar to that of the Dragon Clan; they couldn't comprehend it.

How did the Dragon Clan dare to do this?

Among the Demon Race of the present, the Jinwu Clan was one of the few most powerful races.

If it was said that they had not submitted before, that could still be excused, and the Jinwu Clan wouldn't force the issue.

But they had already submitted.

And now they chose to break away? Wasn't this a slap in the face of the Jinwu Clan?

If a dominant race like the Jinwu Clan could tolerate this, they might as well not mix among the Demon Race in the future.

As other races had anticipated.

Upon learning of this, the Jinwu Clan was enraged.

They even ignored Ji Meng's proposal of going to the sea region a month later and declared war on the Dragon Clan immediately, vowing to exterminate the entire Dragon Clan.

This time the Dragon Clan did not behave submissively as before but struck back forcefully and declared war on the Jinwu Clan too.

The two clans stirred up a great battle, drawing the attention of the entire Tianjian Continent.

All the major races of the Demon Race were curious.

What exactly did the Dragon Clan have up its sleeve that made them so audacious to declare war on the Jinwu Clan?

Could it be that one of the Dragon Clan's ancestors had revived?

But that seemed impossible.

The Dragon Clan, except for a certain era when they were genuinely powerful, had always been submissive.

Even if an ancestor had revived, they couldn't possibly be so brash.

The two clans didn't care what the other races were thinking and quickly engaged in battle.

However, the initial skirmishes were clearly not escalated to the higher echelons; it was mostly clan members below the Mahayana Realm who were fighting.

Clearly, this was a probing fight between the two races.

This step is a normal procedure in large-scale wars.

Under this process, all the Demon Races on Tianjian Continent understood that this time the two clans were serious and it was not a joke.

Following the normal course of warfare.

The two clans would gradually escalate the level of conflict.

From the clash between clan members to the elders, then to the chiefs, and finally to the Old Ancestors.

At that level, it was essentially a fight to the death.

Unless one side perished, they would never cease the battle.

Just as the major races of the Demon Race were preparing to watch this spectacle.

The Demon Master suddenly popped up and, citing the Demon Race's upcoming major event and the need to avoid unnecessary losses of combat strength, called for a ceasefire between the two clans.

Thus, the Dragon Clan successfully broke away from the Jinwu Clan.

For the Dragon Clan and the Demon Master, this was exceedingly satisfying.

Similarly, for Chu Yuan, it was quite delightful too. He had gained a bunch of treasures without having to lift a finger.

Only before Chu Yuan could revel in his joy, Ji Meng announced that the trip to the sea region had been moved up and they had to set off immediately…