The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Soon, all the dishes were served.

Guests visiting either tasted them lightly or ate to their hearts’ content.

Ye Feng brought out a large vat of Spirit Fruit Wine he had recently brewed, using the methods of the Dragonfolk Clan. Although the ingredients were not as exotic as those from the Three Thousand Realms, the flavor of the wine was rich, earning endless praise from the guests.

Everyone clinked glasses and exchanged toasts, their faces full of smiles.

All these dishes were personally cooked by Li Jiaojiao and belonged to the category of Spirit Dishes. Although they couldn’t compare to the dishes from the Fengyun Restaurant in Divine Wind City, they were still quite good.

One hour later.

The banquet concluded.

Guests began to leave one after the other.

“Sect Master Ye, we part here; let’s meet again another time.”

“Sect Master Ye, heed my advice, take more supplements regularly.”

“Sect Master Ye, give some thought to the marriage proposal I mentioned. My niece is fair-skinned, beautiful, and has long legs. Although she’s ordinary in other respects and weighs no more than a hundred pounds, she will definitely satisfy you.”

The guests didn’t drink much, but they were very talkative.

“Thank you for your kind thoughts, please take care!” Ye Feng bid farewell to each of the Sect Masters one by one.

Only after half an hour did all the guests finally leave the venue.

Five hundred Black Armored Guards were responsible for cleaning up the scene, leaving everything spick and span.

With this, the Star-raising Celebration officially came to an end.

Ye Feng walked into the Elders’ Hall and saw the gifts that filled almost half the room. Opening the brocade box containing the Golden Willow Leaf, his smile slowly turned sinister.

“Receiving gifts is indeed the path to wealth and fortune!”

He walked thirty meters away from the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine Tree and buried the Golden Willow Leaf in the soil, then poured a bucket of Spirit Spring Water over it.

Whoosh!

A fierce inhalation sound emerged.

Visible to the Spirit Eyes, countless pure Spiritual Energy spirals surged forth, sinking into the ground and causing the piece of the Golden Willow Leaf to sprout rapidly.

This was the first time Ye Feng had seen a willow leaf sprout.

Strange as it was, the scene before him was indeed taking place.

A tender golden sprout emerged.

It absorbed massive amounts of Spiritual Energy, growing rapidly. In just a dozen breaths, it had reached a height of five meters, emanating a pure spiritual presence.

Three thousand golden willow branches hung down, swaying in the breeze.

“There is indeed a unique fragrance.”

Ye Feng took a deep breath and quietly admired it.

“System, this Golden Willow should be alright, shouldn’t it?”

Ye Feng inquired inwardly.

“After inspection, there are no Divine Soul Marks from other strong beings inside; it is a pure Golden Willow Tree that can enhance insight by ten percent within a radius of five meters.”

Pleased with the response, Ye Feng felt delighted.

He found Gong Qingqiu and relayed the benefits and range of the Golden Willow Tree. Upon receiving the news, Gong Qingqiu immediately arranged for people to construct a circular stone platform near the willow tree, placing five meditation cushions for seated cultivation.

In the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

“What are your names, and what are your cultivation levels?”

Ye Feng sat in his seat, holding a pen, and looked at the two maids sent by Jiang Feihua, Pavilion Master of the treasure Pavilion in Longwu City.

“My name is Yu Su, at the third level of Qi Refinement.”

“My name is Yu Wei, at the third level of Qi Refinement.”

The two women were twin sisters, fair-skinned and beautiful, poised and refined, appearing well-cultivated in Ye Feng’s eyes, definitely not mere maids.

In fact, he was not wrong.

The reason Jiang Feihua sent the two cultivated and well-rooted maids to Ye Feng was mainly to have them serve intimately as his “personal” maids.

However, Jiang Feihua could never have imagined that Ye Feng would take Yu Su and Yu Wei as his disciples rather than using them for personal service.

Thump!

Ye Feng stamped the Sect Leader’s Seal.

“From today onwards, you are Registered Disciples of our Misty Sect, temporarily ranked fifteenth and sixteenth.”

Upon hearing this, the two women looked up in surprise.

They had assumed they would become concubines serving Ye Feng closely every day, but now, they were accepted as Registered Disciples—an unexpected turn of events!

Yet thinking about the strength of the Misty Sect and that becoming disciples here was a stroke of luck, the sisters decided to stay and cultivate quietly.

“Thank you, Sect Master, for taking us in.”

Yu Su and Yu Wei expressed their gratitude in unison.

Inside the Misty Sect, another unassuming day began.

…

As the banquet dispersed, news of the Fox Consort Feifei’s great battle with the Double-horned Demon quickly spread, becoming the hot topic of discussion in every street and alley.

“Shocking, the Protector of Misty Sect, Fox Consort Feifei, actually possesses Spirit Sea Realm combat power, ferociously invincible, using only a strange white short stick to blow up a Spirit Sea Realm demon fiend!”

“It is said that the Protector Consort Feifei is a fox lady?”

“That’s right, but she has a head of pink hair.”

The people from various major forces were abuzz once again.

The name of Consort Feifei spread swiftly throughout the entire Southern River Basin.

There were rumors that the strongest in Misty Sect was not Ye Feng but the mysterious and unfathomable Protector Consort Feifei!

Some even placed images of Consort Feifei on their shrines, venerating her as the “Fox Immortal,” burning incense day and night, praying for her blessings and protection.

Tales about her continued to spread.

However, as for Consort Feifei herself, she was by Ye Feng’s side at this moment, making tea for him.

“Sect Master, the tea is ready.”

“Mm.”

Ye Feng took a sip of tea, basking in the warm sun; it was incredibly comfortable.

[Sect Prestige Value +7078]

[Sect Prestige Value +6783]

In less than a day, the Prestige Points had already exceeded six hundred thousand, and they were still surging rapidly, with a momentum to directly breach a million.

Once it reached a million, the Spirit Beast Pavilion could unlock Fifth Order.

Ye Feng was looking forward to this.

…

Divine Wind Sword Sect.

Ji Wushuang bowed to Sword Child Mu Ruxue and said, “Sword Child, this is the situation. Aside from Sect Master Ye, Misty Sect also has a terrifying protector whose combat power might even surpass that of Sect Master Ye.”

“All the better! The stronger the power of Misty Sect, the more strength we can borrow in the future,” said Mu Ruxue.

Ji Wushuang hesitated, expressing her concerns, “But, will Sect Master Ye really be willing to help us?”

Mu Ruxue looked toward a distant mountain peak, her voice stern, “The Great Elder’s scheming has not yet been fully realized; we still have time and can wait.”

Ji Wushuang furrowed her brows, stopping short of speaking.

“Speak your mind,” said Mu Ruxue.

“Sword Child, you have always said that the Demon-locking Tower arranged by the Great Elder is problematic, a great calamity that must be eradicated, but the Sect Master hasn’t said anything—is there any misunderstanding in this?”

Ji Wushuang paused to think and finally voiced the doubt that had troubled her for a long time.

“The Sect Master is confused,” Mu Ruxue said gravely.

“Sword Child, be cautious with your words!” Ji Wushuang’s face turned pale.

“Regardless, all the Demon-locking Towers must be dismantled; otherwise, they will become a scourge. This is my intuition. As for why the Sect Master didn’t intervene, I neither know nor want to. Because I am the future Sect Master and must consider the future of the sect.”

After speaking, Mu Ruxue waved her hand dismissively.

“Your subordinate shall take her leave.”

Ji Wushuang hurriedly exited.

Mu Ruxue gazed at the stars in the sky.

Recalling her younger brother who had been devoured by an evil beast that burst out from a certain Demon-locking Tower, her eyes glittered with a cold light.

“Brother, your death will not be in vain!”

She clenched her fist, her voice low and sorrowful.

…

County King City.

Han Er laid his grievously injured older brother, Han Yi, on the bed.

“Big brother, are you all right?”

“It’s serious… I feel like my sea of consciousness is nearly torn apart; I’m in excruciating pain all over. It seems this backlash is quite terrible.”

“Big brother, rest for now. Although we didn’t manage to eliminate Misty Sect this time, you at least achieved a breakthrough to Seventh Order, comparable to the Spirit Sea Realm, and that’s something to be happy about.”

“Mm… I’ll focus on healing. You can go now!”

“Alright then!”

Han Er left the room.

After arriving at his residence, Han Er opened his diary and, taking up a pen, began to write.

“Today is cloudy.”

“Big brother was indeed bluffing. Although he broke through to the Seventh Order and even utilized the Secret Technique ‘Summoning Demon Technique,’ he couldn’t kill Ye Feng. Instead, he suffered a severe backlash. He is really too pitiful; it makes me tremble with anger and cold.”

“…”

“Forget it, I’m going to Goulan to drink with Xiao Hui.”

Closing his journal, Han Er left.