The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Ye Feng’s mouth curved into a slight smile as he searched Han Gu’s and Han Shi’s bodies, finding their storage rings. After breaking them open, his eyes suddenly blazed with excitement upon seeing a yellowed ancient tome.

It was the “Nine Revolutions Heavenly God Technique – Middle Volume”!

Combined with the upper volume he had obtained from Han San, he could cultivate straight to the sixth stage peak.

As for the lower volume of the cultivation technique, Ye Feng speculated that it would definitely need to be found on a Divine Race powerhouse above the seventh stage, but such powerful beings were comparable to the Spirit Sea Realm, and he was not yet capable of defeating them.

Therefore, the lower volume was not a priority for now.

In addition to the cultivation technique, there were many other items in the storage rings, which Ye Feng planned to inventory one by one after returning to the Misty Sect.

Having finished looting, Ye Feng turned around.

Long Tianxing, Long Yuanqing, and the others were still gaping, which looked rather comical.

“A top-grade Spiritual Artifact, terrifying indeed!” Long Tianxing looked at the Wind Spirit Pearl in Ye Feng’s palm with envy.

Ye Feng landed on the ground and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, the matter is resolved. Now, with only about three days left, we must hurry to find the Divine Island and then leave.”

At those words, everyone instantly came to their senses.

Especially Elder Long Jiu, who felt embarrassed at this moment, cursing himself for talking too much earlier. He had just mentioned that Ye Feng wasn’t strong enough, and what happened next?

With two blinding flashes of light, Han Shi and Han Gu were gone.

How painful for the face!

Long Jiu lowered his head, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

The others looked at Ye Feng with respect, feeling that he was indeed very strong.

“Sect Leader Ye Feng is right, we must find the Divine Island as quickly as possible, pluck the ripe Bizarre Spirit Fruits, and leave before the time is up. Otherwise, even with our supreme bloodlines, we would have to wait another three months to continue opening the gate,” Elder Long Er said.

Bizarre Spirit Fruits ripen once a year.

However, the Dragonfolk with supreme bloodline are able to open the gate every three months, theoretically entering four times a year.

“I know where the Divine Island is,” said the injured Long Feng at that moment. “The last time I saw the Divine Island, I left my own mark and can sense it vaguely.”

Everyone was surprised.

Long Yuanqing asked, “The Divine Island is protected by special formations that clear marks, how did you leave a mark?”

Long Feng said weakly, “My mark is very special. I split a Twin Spirit Grass in half and planted the other half on the Divine Island.”

With that, he took out a grass.

It was planted in a pot and looked similar to aloe, but it was cut cleanly down the middle, and its cut surface glowed, emitting a weird and pungent scent.

“What is this?” Ye Feng had never seen such an odd grass that could survive when cut in half vertically and without its wound healing.

“I got this during an adventure outside. I don’t know its real name, so I just named it ‘Twin Spirit Grass.’ After cutting it, it actively searches for its other half to reattach and it continues to grow,” Long Feng explained, holding the potted plant.

Seeing the Twin Spirit Grass bending in a certain direction as if it was moved by an unseen breeze, everyone’s eyes followed.

“It’s over there!” Long Feng laughed.

Carrying the injured Long Feng, the group prepared to set off.

“Wait, this teleportation array hasn’t been destroyed yet!” Long Yuanqing pointed to the teleportation array shielded by the light barrier. “This array connects to the Divine Race. If we don’t destroy it, they’ll still be able to come over.”

Clang!

Long Yuanqing’s claw struck the light barrier, only to be repelled.

Ye Feng produced a token he found in Han Shi’s storage ring and lightly traced it across the light shield, breaking it open.

Boom!

The teleportation array was smashed to pieces by Long Yuanqing, cutting off one of the Divine Race’s pathways.

Afterward, the group left the medium-sized Cave Heaven World and sped through the Three Thousand Realms in the direction indicated by the Twin Spirit Grass.

An hour later, they arrived at the edge of the Three Thousand Realms.

There was a fresh water lake about ten miles in circumference, and a hundred feet above it, a mist hung in the air, lending an air of mystery.

“We found it!”

The group flew into the mist and landed on a floating island primarily made of stone.

“Is this the Divine Island?”

Ye Feng looked around and noticed a Spiritual Spring at the top part of the Divine Island, surrounded by a medicinal field with a diameter of fifty meters, where a type of Spirit Grass resembling strawberries was cultivated.

Every half meter, several plump, red fruits about the size of an egg were visible.

“Trapped for several years, many Spirit Fruits have ripened, and their medicinal potency has only increased,” Long Yuanqing picked a large, ripe Spirit Fruit and took a bite, savoring the familiar taste.

Ye Feng also tried one, finding it tasted similar to strawberries, so he dug up ten Bizarre Spirit Fruit trees with the soil still attached, with the intention of planting them on Misty Peak later.

“Outside the range of the Divine Island, these Bizarre Spirit Fruit trees will not bear fruit,” Elder Long Er shook his head; if they could be cultivated elsewhere, there would be no need to send people into the Three Thousand Realms each year.

“I still want to give it a try,” Ye Feng said.

Misty Peak had the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine Tree and a Spiritual Spring; even Nanny Yan Ruyu and the Purifying Blue Lotus could potentially enhance the growth of Spirit Grass.

So, Ye Feng decided to take a chance.

The group began to pick the Spirit Fruits.

All the ripe ones were taken, while the ones that hadn’t matured were left alone, to be picked the following year.

Ye Feng walked to the center of Divine Island.

There was a Spiritual Spring there, containing an intricate and exquisite formation that condensed Spiritual Energy from all directions into Spiritual Liquid to irrigate the medicinal field.

It certainly didn’t seem to be purely natural.

Moreover, Ye Feng saw countless “righteous” characters on a nearby stele, although he wasn’t sure of their purpose.

“Could this be a Cave Heaven paradise personally left by the Son of the Dragon God, your revered ancestor?” Ye Feng ventured the idea, asking Elder Long Er beside him.

“No!” Elder Long Er answered quickly.

Beside them, Long Jiu explained, “Our great ancestor once said that the history of Divine Island is even older than his own, possibly created by an ancient Great Power.”

Great Power!

Those two words tugged at Ye Feng’s nerves.

On the Shenzhou Continent, only those who have stepped into the Divine Origin Realm could be honored as a Great Power, and among races like the Divine Race, the Divine Origin Realm is even considered the level of Divine Spirits.

“If I may ask boldly, what was your great ancestor’s cultivation level?” Ye Feng whispered to Long Jiu, leaning in close.

“Our great ancestor had already reached the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm and had attempted several times to break through to the Divine Origin Realm, but unfortunately, all failed, and in the end, he perished and his Dao dissipated,” Long Jiu sighed.

If the great ancestor had succeeded in breaking through, the Dragonfolk Clan would have had a Great Power of the Divine Origin Realm.

Looking across the Mystique Kingdom, he would be considered an extraordinary existence.

After all, even the royal family of the Mystique Kingdom, which is known as a Three-Star Force, could barely count their members in the Divine Origin Realm on two hands.

“The peak of the Spirit Sea Realm… that is already standing at the peak of a Two-Star Force; even across the entire Southern River Basin, that is already the strongest. The Dragonfolk Clan back then was truly invincible!” Ye Feng muttered.

He lowered his head to look at the clear spirit spring water, scooped up a bucket of water, and dug up some spirit soil, then prepared to leave.

As for the others, they were almost finished picking the bizarre spirit fruits.

Long Yuanqing was walking shoulder to shoulder with Long Tianxing, picking ripe spirit fruits and chatting from time to time.

Looking at the happy father and son, Ye Feng felt very gratified.

“It seems there’s not the kind of estrangement between them that I imagined, which is quite good.”

Half an hour later.

The group left Divine Island.

The moment Ye Feng’s group left, Divine Island began to fade and gradually disappeared; in the next moment, Divine Island appeared above a medium-sized Cave Heaven World, still shrouded in mist.

Beside the Spiritual Spring.

The mud suddenly bulged, and a fluffy, fat goose appeared.

It was golden all over, quite dazzling, standing tall with its wings posed as if carrying hands behind its back, resembling an enlightened being surveying its territory.

However, when it saw that only the unripe spirit fruits remained on the branches, it became so enraged that smoke seemed to billow from its seven orifices.

“We’ve been robbed, again robbed!” the golden, fat goose exclaimed angrily, spinning in place and flapping its wings in an attempt to fly, only to find itself too heavy and plunging into the mud midair. Its webbed feet scrabbled frantically before it managed to clamber up.

“Next year, I will definitely awaken early to see who it is that has stolen this lord’s food, goose goose goose!” After honking indignantly a few times, the golden fat goose approached a nearby stele and added a stroke to it, turning it into a new “正” (zheng) character.

If anyone were present, they could have heard the golden fat goose’s grumbling.

“A grudge +1.”

Before the gateway to the Three Thousand Realms.

Members of the War Team like Long Yuanqing and Long Feng felt a joyous sense of homecoming as they looked at the massive archway on the stone wall.

“I’m back!” Long Yuanqing shouted, his voice shaking heaven and earth.

Countless beings of the Three Thousand Realms seemed to hear the cry of a Divine Spirit, and they all knelt down in devout worship.

Xiaolan Village.

The elderly village chief handed a stone tablet to the chief of the neighboring village, saying, “You must guard it well. This figure holding a divine fan is the ‘Maple Deity’ I mentioned. He sealed the Demon God and saved all living beings. And this silver figure is his… mount!”

“A mount, so small?” The neighboring village chief pointed at the relief of Long Tianxing, surprised.

After a moment of silence, the old village chief replied, “Yes, a mount. When he grows up, he can transform into a Divine Dragon and become the most powerful aid to Divine Spirits!”

“Oh!” nodded the neighboring village chief.

Unaware, Long Tianxing became known in the myths spreading through the Three Thousand Realms… as Ye Feng’s mount.

At that moment, everyone passed through the gateway.

Inside the underground hall.

Elder Agudo, the Great Elder, saw the returning group and greeted them with a beaming smile.

Holding hands tightly, Long Yuxin watched Long Tianxing and Long Yuanqing flying towards her from afar; feeling a sudden rush of emotions, she dashed toward them.

A loving family was finally reunited!

Standing aside and consuming what may have been akin to dog food, Ye Feng kept quiet.

He took out the Wind Spirit Pearl and noticed that the sole remaining wisp of Wind Element Spirit Energy had recovered to two wisps, and in another hour, it would be fully restored.

“Yuanqing, you’ve finally returned,” the Great Elder said after drinking a bucket of water, looking at Long Yuanqing with smiling eyes, and assessing him, “It’s a pity that, over the years, your cultivation levels haven’t advanced. Otherwise, with your talent, by now you should have reached the seventh level of the Element Gathering Realm.”

Long Yuanqing glanced at Long Yuxin and Long Tianxing beside him, replying, “As long as the family is complete, even if our cultivation has not advanced, it doesn’t matter.”

“Hold on, I think I can still be saved!” said Long Feng, lying on the ground and raising both hands at this time.

Previously, after drinking the Spirit Spring Water, his injury ceased to worsen, but he had been seriously injured and still hadn’t recovered. Seeing that nobody paid him any attention, his face fell.

“I’ll heal you,” declared the Great Elder, lifting his staff and releasing a ray of green light that enveloped Long Feng from head to toe; his injuries immediately began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Life Spirit Force!” Ye Feng was astonished.