The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Gong Qingqiu gazed in the direction Ye Feng had left, her heart filled with confusion.

She often saw Ye Feng looking towards the Nanlu Mountain Range or occasionally setting off to go there. Over time, this had sparked her curiosity.

“Forget it, this is the Sect Leader’s business. As an Outer Sect Elder, doing my own job well is enough.”

Gong Qingqiu returned to the Elders’ Hall and began to cultivate.

Nanlu Mountain Range.

Inside the Demon Lord’s Cave Abode.

Ye Feng sat on his seat, looking at the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch who was hugging a few beauties and coughed.

“Eh, Sect Leader!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was so frightened that he fell off the chair and quickly sent the beauties away before he ingratiatingly asked,

“Sect Leader, you don’t visit the Temple of the Three Treasures without a cause. It seems you have another task for me.”

“You sure know how to smooth-talk,” Ye Feng scolded with a laugh.

“Sect Leader, give me any task you have. As long as it’s feasible, I will certainly try hard… For the Spirit Blood reward, just ten or eight items will suffice,” the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch said, giggling.

“Ha! You wish,” Ye Feng rolled his eyes dramatically and raised his hand, revealing two orbs of Spirit Blood and ten Bloodline Purifying Pills in his palm.

“These are your rewards in advance, but if you don’t complete the task properly, heh heh… I will refine you into Spirit Blood,” Ye Feng threatened.

“Hiss!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch shivered all over and quickly made a pledge, “Sect Leader, rest assured, I always get the job done.”

Ye Feng transferred the Spirit Blood into the body of the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch and then laid out a map on a table made of baiyu, saying,

“This is a map related to the Demon-locking Tower. Go out and check, find out how many Demon-locking Towers are still in the entire Southern River Basin, and record all their coordinates.”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch looked at the map and nodded, pointing in the direction of the Flowing Water River,

“Within a hundred miles of our vicinity, there are already several Demon-locking Towers, some of them newly built.”

“Oh?” Ye Feng’s interest piqued.

“Yeah, I recently took a few Dual Cultivation Companions out for a stroll and happened upon the Demon-locking Tower. Oh, and I also saw those two little rascals, Li Hanshao and Wu De, they seemed to be guarding the tower, living much more freely than before.” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch revealed an important piece of news.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng looked into the distance.

“Li Hanshao, Wu De… These two sure do know how to stir trouble. It’s a pity they’re working hard in the wrong direction; no matter how hard they try, it’s useless,” said Ye Feng thoughtfully, and then he left the map behind and disappeared in a flash of silver light, startling the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch.

“Holy ancestors, he disappeared in an instant!”

“As expected of the Sect Leader, ever more unfathomable,” the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch collected the map and looked towards the room where his companions were. He decided to enjoy himself first and then set out to complete the task.

After all, once he left, there was no telling when he would be able to return.

…

Ye Feng took out the Wind Spirit Pearl.

This object was a vessel for the Heroic Spirit Power. As the Heroic Spirit Power had been raised to the eighth layer of the Element Gathering Realm, the Wind Spirit Pearl’s abilities had also improved a lot, and the Wind Element Spirit Energy inside it had become even stronger.

With a “swoosh,” a wisp of Wind Element Spirit Energy disappeared.

Along with it vanished Ye Feng.

He had no Spiritual Power and couldn’t cast Spells.

However, the Wind Element Spirit Energy was akin to an all-purpose tool and could be used for various purposes. For instance, at the moment, it could help Ye Feng enter an invisible state, which could last for a full six hours.

In a valley,

Ye Feng landed on the ground.

Looking up, he could see a stone tower in the valley, surrounded by five iron chains piercing through a High-rank Demon Soldier Level Demon Beast suppressed within the tower.

This was a Demon-locking Tower!

Near the stone tower were many other buildings. Li Hanshao and Wu De lived in one of them. The courtyard also hosted many Maids and guards, who they had hired with money.

“Aye, starting today, we’re officially members of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect. I wonder when the Protector will come to inspect,” Li Hanshao said while sitting on a chair, being waited on by several pretty Maids—some brewing tea, others peeling fruits.

Lying on a sun lounger in the next room, Wu De, eating a Spirit Fruit, said, “It’s best if the Protector doesn’t come. Look, right now, we’re practically the kings of this area, so freely at ease!”

“Indeed!” Li Hanshao burst into hearty laughter.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Ye Feng fell into thought.

Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect?

Protector?

It seemed that the affairs behind the Demon-locking Tower were far from simple.

Combining the experience of the Earth Demon King’s rampage in Biyue Villa and the conversation with Mu Ruxue, Ye Feng believed that there must be a connection between the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect and the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector.

And behind the Demon-locking Tower, huge secrets were hidden as well.

But the deeper he thought about it, the more puzzled Ye Feng became.

“If there really is a huge crisis hidden behind the Demon-locking Tower, then the Sect Master of the Divine Wind Sword Sect, the Supreme Elder, and other Spirit Sea Realm experts would not be without any alertness.”

“However, as of now, they have made no moves; it seems that things are not as simple as Mu Ruxue said.”

With this in mind, Ye Feng left the valley.

Half a day later.

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch took a bath, changed into new clothes, and looked at the several dual cultivation companions in the Demon Lord’s Cave Abode with satisfaction, chuckled mischievously, took the map, and transformed into a wisp of light smoke and drifted away.

He did not dare to take the task Ye Feng had entrusted to him lightly.

In the sky.

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch transformed into a patch of white clouds, drifting with the wind, eagerly surveying the land below, marking all the Demon-locking Towers he saw on the map and noting the approximate situations.

“This Demon-locking Tower contains a High-rank Demon Soldier.”

“This Demon-locking Tower is guarded by three cultivators.”

“Near this Demon-locking Tower, there is a brothel; I should find some time to visit.”

“…”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch kept recording.

Several days passed.

Misty Peak.

Gong Qingqiu put down the ancient texts, looked at all the Second-generation Disciples who had entered the Qi Refining Realm, and smiled, “Your Cultivation Levels are at least at the First Layer of Qi Refinement, most of you are at the Second or Third Layers, and a few have even reached the peak of the Fifth Layer of Qi Refinement, not bad at all.”

“Alright, you may all continue with your free cultivation!”

After speaking, Gong Qingqiu slowly walked away.

Xu Dalei stood up, feeling the qi of the Fourth Layer peak of Qi Refinement within him, and couldn’t help but clench his fists.

Next to him was Mu Sisi, who was the Second-generation Disciple who had reached the peak of the Fifth Layer of Qi Refinement.

Both of them looked towards the Cultivation Peak’s Cultivation Tower, aspiring to reach it.

“Elder said that after reaching the Fourth Layer of Qi Refinement, we could go to the Cultivation Tower to cultivate. Sister Mu, shall we… go take a look?” Xu Dalei asked.

“Sure!” Mu Sisi also had this intention.

Whoosh!

The two of them simultaneously used the Beginner-level “Light Body Technique”, hopping towards the Cultivation Peak.

Arriving at the base of the tower, they looked up. The Cultivation Tower seemed to have an overwhelming presence that was even more majestic than it appeared from afar.

The ancient and profound aura was confronting and made one long for it.

Soon, the two entered the first layer.

Bang!

“Ouch, that hurts!”

A figure carrying the burden of a black pot tumbled down from the second layer of the Cultivation Tower and landed heavily on the ground with a cry of pain.

“Brother Wang!”

Mu Sisi and Xu Dalei hurriedly helped Wang Ping’an up, “What happened? Eh, how have you reached the Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement after just a few days we haven’t seen you?”

The two were astonished.

A few days ago, Wang Ping’an was only at the Third Layer of Qi Refinement.

At that time, they felt that even though they were Second-generation Disciples, they could still be compared to the last-ranked First-generation Disciples.

But now, they were dumbfounded.

The once lowest-ranked First Generation Disciple, Wang Ping’an, had already reached the Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement, and they had been surpassed!

“Brother, what exactly happened to you in the Cultivation Tower?”

Xu Dalei and Mu Sisi’s eyes were full of surprise.