The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

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“Lord Demon General, how could there possibly be a human with strength comparable to mine near Whitefloat City?” the Preparatory Demon General, Netherworld Wolf, asked incredulously.

“It’s not impossible,” the Demon General said.

The Netherworld Wolf frowned, “How could it be possible?”

The Demon General fell silent for a moment, then speculated,

“Generally speaking, human cultivators often fail when they attempt to break through to the Element Gathering Realm, but at the very least, it causes some enlargement of their meridians and Qi Sea, considerably increasing their strength.”

“After failing to break through, most of them cannot continue to advance to the next realm, so they choose to come out of seclusion.”

“Their strength is not inferior to yours, but after striking too often, it can lead to the contraction of their meridians, and their Qi Sea gradually shrinks back down to the pinnacle of the ninth level of Qi Refining.”

“So, such people rarely take action, unless their lifespan is nearing its end, and they have nothing left to fear.”

“I suspect that the one you encountered is an old fellow from a High Ranked Sect who has been in secluded cultivation for years, with not much of his lifespan remaining, knowing that breaking through to Element Gathering Realm is hopeless and thus has come out of seclusion.”

The Demon General’s narrative made the Netherworld Wolf realize with a start that, aside from those in the Element Gathering Realm, there were indeed many formidable individuals within the human race.

“Lord Demon General, the pawn from the Scarlet Serpent Sect is dead, how should we proceed with our plan?” Netherworld Wolf asked.

The Demon General pondered for a moment, “I have planted quite a few pawns in Whitefloat City, but they all have their missions and cannot be reassigned for the time being… In that case, you take care of it.”

“And what about you, my lord?”

“I have not yet recovered from my injuries, so it’s inconvenient for me to take action. You will oversee the future plans, do not disappoint me.”

“Yes.”

A moment later, Netherworld Wolf left the cave.

From beginning to end, that “Lord Demon General” never showed his true face, remaining hidden in the darkness.

Ye Feng was unaware of the goings-on within the underground cave.

At this moment, he was helping Master Li with wood planing.

Ye Feng possessed immense strength and worked with high efficiency, and by dusk, dozens of main beams were processed.

As long as the rest of the materials were brought over tomorrow, construction could officially begin on the brand-new Misty Sect.

As for Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, and the others who had gone into the city to procure supplies, they would stay in the city tonight and return to the Misty Sect together with the materials the next day.

“Sect Master Ye, it’s getting late, I’m going to head back and rest. I’ll be over early tomorrow morning,” Master Li said as he followed the path down the mountain toward Whitefloat City.

At this time, many people were making their way to the city on the stone road, so there was no need to worry about danger.

That night.

After dinner, Ye Feng and the others sat on the grass in front of the gate, where the platform built for the sect challenge had been dismantled into piles of wood.

“Sect Master, it seems like something’s wrong with our eyes…”

At this moment, the youngest ones, Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu, were rubbing their eyes with panicked expressions on their young faces.

“Did you see things in bright colors?”

“Yes!”

“Don’t panic, you’ve opened your Spirit Eyes and have become preparatory cultivators in the Gazing Breath Realm,” Ye Feng said with experience.

“Really?”

“Can we start cultivating then?” Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu asked eagerly.

Ye Feng nodded slightly, “Of course, but as you’ve just opened your Spirit Eyes, you should rest well first. You can start proper cultivation tomorrow.”

As long as Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu entered the Qi Refining Realm, his strength would improve once again.

“Okay.”

The two disciples lay on the grass, looking up at the star-filled sky, too excited to sleep.

“Yu Lan, your “Falling Blooms in Profusion” hasn’t reached Major Achievement yet. I’ve spent some time recently and deduced the complete meridian circulation diagram. If you cultivate according to this, you should be able to reach Perfection. If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask me directly.”

Ye Feng quickly sketched a diagram and handed it to Jia Yulan.

By the candlelight, Jia Yulan examined the meridian flow diagram, her pretty face filled with surprise and delight. She began to cultivate attentively under Ye Feng’s guidance and made rapid progress.

Mo Ying sat near the cliff’s edge, fingers forming sword seals, controlling her Breeze-riding Sword to circle in the air as she rigorously practiced her First Grade Spell, “Glittering Sword Qi”.

She had always felt she had entered a dead end, which was why she had not achieved Perfection.

Watching Ye Feng giving instructions to Jia Yulan, Mo Ying pondered for a moment before asking, “Sect Master, my First Grade Spell, “Glittering Sword Qi”, remains imperfect. I wonder if you could give me some guidance?”

“I can,”

Ye Feng nodded.

This straightforward reply took Mo Ying aback.

The next moment, Mo Ying stood up, ready to demonstrate “Glittering Sword Qi”.

However, Ye Feng waved his hand and said,

“I’ve seen you perform “Glittering Sword Qi” many times. It’s already thoroughly familiar to me. Just tell me if you have felt anything unusual during your cultivation.”

Mo Ying looked surprised.

She wasn’t sure about Ye Feng’s abilities, but she still said, “When controlling the sword, I always feel that I can’t achieve Man-Sword Unity. My mind often gets disordered, preventing me from reaching Perfection.”

Ye Feng thought for a while and, drawing from his memory of “Glittering Sword Qi”, he said meaningfully,

“Immerse your body and mind in nature, let go of your heart completely, listen carefully to the call of the wind, the sword’s heart, and the messages conveyed by the chirping insects and tweeting birds. Then you will feel it.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Ying was somewhat puzzled.

But after another thought, she wondered if she had been too impatient. Could this be the reason why her “Glittering Sword Qi” had never achieved Perfection?

With this in mind, Mo Ying placed her Flying Sword on her knees, closed her eyes, and carefully sensed everything around her.

The chirping of insects.

The soft whisper of the wind.

The cold of the sword.

As Mo Ying continued to immerse herself in her surroundings, she found her body and mind gradually sinking into nature, the impetuousness in her heart surprisingly being suppressed.

At that moment, she found her thoughts suddenly clear, and with a sudden flick of her finger in one direction, the Breeze-riding Sword “whooshed” out, splitting a mosquito ten meters away into two halves.

“Oh!”

Ye Feng witnessed the swift thrust of the Flying Sword and its rapid retraction, as quick as a flash of light, moving freely, his eyes instantly revealing a look of astonishment.

This was the sign of Perfection in “Glittering Sword Qi”.

“Sect Master, I… I’ve achieved Perfection!”

Mo Ying sheathed her sword, and although she tried to conceal her emotions, Ye Feng still heard surprise in her voice.

“Wow, that was fast!”

Jia Yulan and Li Jiaojiao both exclaimed in surprise.

Xia He and Qiu Ju, who were cultivating, also showed a look of amazement. As former maids of the Jia Residence, they were aware of how difficult it was to reach Perfection in a spell.

But in the Misty Sect, it seemed that achieving Perfection in a spell wasn’t that difficult.

“It’s truly fortunate for us to have joined the Misty Sect with the young mistress,” Xia He and Qiu Ju thought to themselves as they exchanged glances.

Finally, the two women stole a glance at Ye Feng and thought how formidable the Sect Master was, his casual guidance leading to the Perfection of a spell, and importantly… he was very handsome too!

“You’ve achieved Perfection in your spell, good job!”

Ye Feng had not anticipated that Mo Ying would have such a high level of comprehension, and in such a short time, she had achieved Perfection.

He looked at the sky, feeling it was getting late, and said, “It’s about time now. Don’t stay up too late, or you’ll lose your hair.”

Having said that, Ye Feng lay down on the back of the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle and fell into a deep sleep.