The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

“Is the Great Elder a Life Spirit Body?” Ye Feng was surprised.

Agudo shook his head repeatedly and said, “That’s an extremely strong physique, beyond my reach! I merely possess the Mysterious Turtle Bloodline, which endows me with a vigorous and enduring life force, allowing me to heal other clansmen by depleting my own.”

“Oh, I see!” Ye Feng suddenly understood.

He had thought that Life Spirit Bodies were worthless, but it turned out to be just a method of transferring life force.

Nevertheless, that Elder Agudo could do such a thing was no small feat.

“I’m all better!” Long Feng stood up, twisting left and right, with no discomfort in his movements. Assured that he had fully recovered, he quickly kneeled on one knee to the Great Elder and thanked him, “Thank you, Great Elder, you are like my father!”

Elder Long Er came over with a gloomy face, grabbed Long Feng’s ear, and twisted it hard. He said, “Mm, the Great Elder is your dad, and I’m your son, right?”

“Ouch, my dear dad, stop it!” Long Feng cried out in pain, his facial features distorted together as he begged for mercy.

Ye Feng was stunned.

So, Elder Long Er’s son was Long Feng…

But the difference between them seemed too great, didn’t it?

In terms of both personality and appearance.

Could it be… the green light of love?

Thinking this, Ye Feng’s expression grew increasingly odd.

“You father and son haven’t seen each other for a few years. It’s normal to want to fight, but let’s discuss that later. Right now, I want to know what exactly happened over these years that you ended up trapped in the Three Thousand Realms,” Elder Agudo looked at Long Yuanqing, seeking answers from him.

Years ago, Long Yuanqing was already at the peak of the Fourth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm.

Had he not been trapped in the Three Thousand Realms, with a few years gone by and given Long Yuanqing’s talent, it would’ve been possible for him to advance to the Seventh Layer of the Element Gathering Realm. In another decade or two, he could have reached the peak of the Element Gathering Realm and become the mainstay of the Dragonfolk Clan.

The others also looked towards Long Yuanqing.

“It’s a long story,” he began to recount.

“Years ago, we successfully reached Divine Island and picked mature Bizarre Spirit Fruits. Just as we were about to return, we encountered a powerful enemy who called himself ‘Flame Demon.’ I fought a great battle with him, and both of us were badly injured. Afterwards, we ran into the vanguard of the Divine Race, fought a battle, and then were trapped in a Medium-Sized Cave Heaven World near North-West Village.”

“That’s roughly what happened,” he concluded.

Hearing the words “Flame Demon,” Ye Feng’s gaze flickered.

He was eager to tell Long Yuanqing that the Flame Demon who had fought him to a draw had been refined by him into a ball, which was now in his System Space.

At this thought, an idea suddenly struck Ye Feng.

He had obtained only the Fire, Gold Spirit, and Rock Crystals so far, still needing the Muhua and Xuan Bing Crystals to gather the materials required to refine the Five Elements Spirit Sword.

If he didn’t go looking for them today, he would have to wait another three months!

Glancing at the door, Ye Feng was eager to enter.

But now, there seemed to be only two or three days left. Could he really go back in?

As he pondered this, Ye Feng decided to ask about it later on.

By this time, Elder Agudo had finished analyzing Long Yuanqing’s account, but still had some doubts. He asked, “So you’re saying that you were trapped by the Cave Heaven World outside North-West Village for a few years and stayed inside all that time?”

“Yes,” Long Yuanqing nodded, “The teleportation array there would sporadically bring Divine Race warriors, but for some reason, initially only Third-Order Divine Race warriors came, and we managed to kill them.”

“Later on, more and more arrived, forcing us to seal the entrance of the Medium-Sized Cave Heaven World. And today, even Fifth-Order warriors appeared. If it weren’t for Sect Master Ye’s intervention, we might have been utterly defeated.”

“Is that so?” Agudo looked at Ye Feng with surprise, not expecting him to be so strong.

Long Yuxin said proudly, “Sect Master Ye is very impressive! Last time in Whitefloat City, he cut down Souhun Zhenren with a single sword strike. In the end, I had good judgment, letting Xing Er join the Misty Sect to cultivate. At such a young age, she has already reached the Seventh Layer of Qi Refinement.”

Tian Xing scratched his head, feeling awkward.

Ye Feng ate the Bizarre Spirit Fruit in silence.

“However it may be, now that we have safely returned, we should brew the Bizarre Spirit Fruits into a medicinal wine. Otherwise, the medicinal effects will diminish greatly,” Long Yuanqing suggested.

Ye Feng, who was in the middle of eating a Bizarre Spirit Fruit, stopped at these words and asked, “Aren’t Bizarre Spirit Fruits meant to be eaten?

Laughing, the Great Elder replied, “Eating these Bizarre Spirit Fruits directly will only satisfy hunger. Only after brewing them into a medicinal wine can their true medicinal properties be unleashed.”

“So it is…”

Ye Feng felt a bit awkward, no wonder he had eaten so many bizarre Spirit Fruits without feeling anything, it was clear he had eaten in vain.

Soon, half an hour had passed.

Dragonfolk Ancient Town.

Tens of thousands of Dragonfolk Clan members gathered in the streets and alleyways, celebrating the return of Long Yuanqing and his companions, and at the same time, they had heard of Ye Feng’s heroic deeds in turning the tide and slaying two Divine Race powerhouses, which earned their respect and recognition, contributing a large amount of Prestige Points.

Inside the great hall.

Ye Feng was drinking an exotic medicinal wine from the stock, listening to the system notifications ringing in his ears, he discovered his Prestige Points had climbed to sixty thousand. Even though the medicinal wine was bitter, he drank it with great joy.

“This trip has really brought in a huge profit, pity that I’m still missing two types of crystals. I wonder when Elder Agudo will come out; I need to ask him!”

With this thought, Ye Feng walked towards the door.

As for Long Tianxing, he was currently with Long Yuanqing and Long Yuxin, enjoying the warmth of family.

“Cough cough! Sect Master Ye, where are you off to?” asked Long Jiu, who suddenly emerged from one side and cleared his throat.

“Elder Long Jiu’s timing is perfect. I am wondering if it’s still possible to enter the Three Thousand Realms?” Ye Feng revealed his doubts.

“What does Sect Master Ye want inside?” asked Long Jiu, not understanding, “The most valuable item in there, the Bizarre Spirit Fruits, has already been picked by us. Aside from that, there are no other Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. It’s not fun to go in there!”

“I have other business,” Ye Feng replied.

“You can enter, indeed. After all, the gateway will only completely shut in three days,” nodded Long Jiu.

“Then I’ll go in!”

Ye Feng made his decision.

After a short period of time.

Elder Long Jiu, Elder Long Er, and other Dragonfolk Clan Elders stood in front of the huge gateway, watching Ye Feng, who was holding a Moonshine Stone, like a swift breeze crossing the sky, as he re-entered the Three Thousand Realms.

“Be careful, Sect Master Ye. When there is only half a day left, we will use a Messenger Paper Crane to inform you. Remember to come back then, otherwise, you’ll have to wait for three months…”

Ye Feng, flying high in the sky, heard the voice coming from behind him.

“That means I only have two and a half days left?”

Ye Feng mumbled to himself, flying at the fastest speed through the Three Thousand Realms.

An hour went by.

Ye Feng did not find the Muhua Crystal or the Xuan Bing Crystal.

Half a day passed.

Ye Feng still found nothing.

However, he had casually dealt with quite a few rampaging Demonic Beasts, earning many Prestige Points and also procured many local specialties from the original inhabitants of the Three Thousand Realms.

Especially when passing through a village, Ye Feng heard some strange things.

For example:

This is an offering for the Maple Deity, you must not steal it!

I want to bear Maple Deity’s children!

Maple Deity, please pat my head!

Ye Feng paid no attention to these ludicrous statements.

At that time, he was entering a Medium-Sized Cave Heaven World near “Dragon Elephant Ancient City.” He took a glance and noticed that two-thirds of it was water and only one ancient town existed. With no other discoveries, he was ready to leave.

Crack!

The sound of ice cracking reached his ears.

Ye Feng’s gaze flickered as he turned towards the source of the noise.

In the center of the lake, spanning a dozen miles, a sudden burst of cold air emanated, forming a three-meter-tall Frost Giant wielding two ice broadswords, heading towards the only ancient town on the lakeshore.

The chilling aura spread quickly.

“This is bad, the Frost Giant has reappeared!”

“Quick, go ask the High Priest!”

The ancient town by the lake was suddenly abuzz.

Ye Feng, stationed high in the sky, saw a youth striding vigorously, rushing toward a purple bamboo forest hundreds of meters away from the ancient town.

It seemed that the High Priest of the ancient town lived in the bamboo forest.

An interval as brief as the brewing of half a pot of tea.

A figure cloaked in a purple mantle soared into the sky, holding a glaze-colored treasured bottle in her hand.

“Element Gathering Realm first layer… huh, her cultivation level is actually not suppressed by the Three Thousand Realms!” Ye Feng looked at the High Priest with a surprised expression.

“Cease your recklessness!” As soon as the High Priest approached the lakeside, she scolded the Frost Giant, who was dozens of meters away, with a slightly immature voice similar to that of a young girl.

“Decades have passed since I’ve seen you, has the previous generation High Priest died, to leave the inheritance to a mere brat, how sad indeed!” The Frost Giant looked at the High Priest and let out a ferocious laugh.

Inheritance?

Could it be the inheritance of cultivation level?

That’s why it’s not suppressed by the Three Thousand Realms?

Hearing their exchange, Ye Feng started thinking along these lines.

“The last generation High Priest sealed me at the cost of severe injuries, and you, a little girl who’s not fully grown, dare to be my opponent!” the Frost Giant mocked, waving two ice swords through the air and slashing from afar.

The air was filled with hundreds of ice blades, each bearing the terrifyingly cold and bone-piercing momentum.

“Water Spirit True Body!”

The High Priest poured a single droplet from the treasured bottle, which instantly transformed into a giant. The creature was composed entirely of surging waves, and with a swing of its palms forward, it formed a shield of water curtains, blocking countless ice blades.

“The same move again, break for me!”

The Frost Giant closed the distance in an instant, hacking fiercely with both swords, shattering the water shield into pieces, and following up with a palm strike that sent the High Priest flying backward while spitting blood, tumbling down to the lakeside.

The High Priest lay on the ground, revealing her true face.

It was a beautiful visage, yet immature, around the age of sixteen or so, but her face was pale, with blood at the corner of her mouth.

She looked up at the sky to find Ye Feng hovering above, which took her by surprise.

From the beginning until now, she hadn’t realized someone capable of flying was standing nearby!

Was he a deity?

A shock went through the High Priest’s heart.

“Divine Spirit, I beg you, save our ancient town!” the High Priest pleaded, kneeling on the ground before Ye Feng.

The residents of the ancient town, seeing the High Priest’s defeat, had already fallen into despair.

However, when they witnessed the High Priest, whom they regarded as a deity, kneeling and begging for help from a completely strange man floating in the air, their hope was immediately rekindled.

“The elders have said that this world was created by divine spirits.”

“One day in the future, a deity would come to deliver all beings!”

“Could it be that he is the deity?”

The elderly of the ancient town gradually became exhilarated.

Ye Feng remained silent.

Just now, he had inquired with the System and learned an unexpected fact.

The power used by the High Priest was actually the Power of Faith!

However, this Power of Faith had been purified and branded, allowing it to be passed down from generation to generation. The more Power of Faith infused into it, the stronger the High Priest who inherited it became.

“So, the Power of Faith can be used in this manner, I’ve gained knowledge indeed.”

Ye Feng snapped back to his senses, looking at the Frost Giant who was hacking down at his head with a great sword, his eyes devoid of any ripples.

Clang clang clang!

The Frost Giant brandished the ice swords frenziedly, but alas, the Wind Spirit Pearl had already formed a semi-transparent shield around Ye Feng, impervious to his slashes.

The people of the ancient town and the High Priest were all dumbfounded.

All they saw was the Frost Giant crazily hacking at Ye Feng, yet each strike was rebounded by an invisible force three meters away from touching Ye Feng.

“Yes, he must be a divine spirit!”

“Legend has it that Divine Spirits possess a domain of the divine, which can block the invasion of external forces.”

“Divine Spirits, you have finally appeared!”

Many townspeople knelt on the ground one after another.

However, most of them were still utterly confused.

They were too young to have sufficient awareness and reverence for Divine Spirits.

The High Priest struggled to rise, her cloak blown away by the strong wind, her knee-length purple hair dancing in the wind, her stunning face filled with admiration for Ye Feng.

“Argh, why can’t I cut through!”

“Thousand Ice Blades!”

“Snowman Assault!”

“Blizzard Descend!”

The ice trolls launched a frenzied attack, with a flurry of snow, blades of ice flying about, and countless snowmen charging at Ye Feng. Their combat power was extremely terrifying, causing even those in the Fourth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm to retreat.

But Ye Feng remained unmoved.

He was merely testing the strength of the Wind Spirit Pearl shield, and the results did not disappoint him.

“Have you had enough?”

When the ice trolls were hacking away, gasping for air, Ye Feng finally spoke, his voice calm yet thundering like a boom in the trolls’ minds.

“No…”

The ice troll replied instinctively, but before it could finish speaking, Ye Feng had already made his move.

Rip!

A blade of Wind Element Spirit Energy slashed out, turning into a blinding divine gleam, easily chopping the ice troll into pieces. It died with infinite fear and unwillingness, condensing into a Xuan Bing Crystal.

“Just the Muhua Crystal to go…” Ye Feng pocketed the Xuan Bing Crystal and was about to leave.

“Divine Spirit, I am your loyal servant, please accept me!” The High Priest knelt on the ground, her voice resounding loudly.

“I am not your god.” Ye Feng glanced at the High Priest with purple hair, realized she was indeed young, replied, and was about to fly away.

“No, you are! The High Priest from generations before prophesied that the Divine Spirit would emerge to suppress the demons and save humanity!” The High Priest took out a crystal ball, bit her finger, and dropped a droplet of blood onto it. The surface of the crystal ball immediately displayed an image.

It was the figure of someone standing in midair, back turned to the crowd, battling the ice troll.

Ye Feng looked at the image on the crystal ball and found that it was merely a blurry silhouette that could seemingly bring anyone into it.

The High Priest continued, “The ancestral teachings say that after the Divine Spirit appears in this world, the High Priest must follow by his side, using their life’s strength to assist him.”

Ye Feng thought it was just a coincidence, shook his head, and was about to fly away.

Suddenly, he thought of something, landed on the ground, and stood in front of the High Priest.

Looking at the handsome Ye Feng, the High Priest’s face blushed slightly, thinking that the man before her truly deserved to be a Divine Spirit—he was even more attractive than the most handsome man in the ancient town.

At that moment, Ye Feng asked the System in his mind, “Is she qualified to become a disciple of our Misty Sect?”

“She is.” The System approved.

Ye Feng’s eyes brightened, and he asked the High Priest, “How is your root bone?”

“Root bone?”

The High Priest paused for a moment, took off a string of rodent skulls that she wore on her wrist, which she usually used to preside over sacrifices.

She asked timidly, “Divine Spirit, are you referring to this?”

Ye Feng:

Alright then!

It was apparent the High Priest did not understand the concept of root bone, or rather, she had no understanding of cultivation at all. The only reason she possessed the strength of the First Layer of the Element Gathering Realm was due to inheriting the Power of Faith from the previous High Priest.

With that in mind, Ye Feng took out a brick-shaped piece of jade stone.

This was a miniature Root Bone Jade Stone, which Ye Feng had casually bought for two hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones while strolling the streets of Divine Wind City. It contained Spiritual Energy inside, and by simply touching it with her hand, one could quickly check the other person’s root bone.

Ye Feng then told the High Priest:

“Come, touch it.”