The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 106: Big Harvest, Fate-Destined Opportunity

Chapter 106: Chapter 106: Big Harvest, Fate-Destined Opportunity

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“Indeed, this move is called ‘inviting the lord into the urn’… No, it should be called ‘lure them in before slaying them.’” Ye Feng nodded as he spoke.

At this point, Ye Feng’s sense of crisis still lingered in his heart.

Not until Souhun Zhenren’s avatar self-destructed did Ye Feng realize that the Taoist across from him was not the real body, but an avatar. No wonder there was such a disparity compared to the Souhun Zhenren whose mere mention could terrify a Star-Level Sect.

“Sect Master Ye, you’ve won this round. One day, this true person will meet you again.” After speaking, Souhun Zhenren’s avatar leaned back and turned into a pile of ash, dissipating with the wind.

Clang!

A storage bag fell to the ground, which Long Tianxing picked up, only to discover that he could not open it with his strength alone.

“The storage bag has spiritual power left by Souhun Zhenren; without the strength of the Element Gathering Realm, it cannot be opened.” Ye Feng used the power of Heroic Spirits to break through the remaining spiritual power, rendering the storage bag ownerless, and spilled out all its contents.

Ten middle-grade Spirit Stones.

A pile of Spirit Mines, worth a thousand lower-grade Spirit Stones.

A lower-grade Spirit Boat, similar to the one Xin Guangxuan had used before, with several recesses on it that would allow it to fly when Spirit Stones were inserted.

“Although we’ve provoked a great enemy like Souhun Zhenren, looking at these treasures, it doesn’t seem like a loss,” Ye Feng murmured, then turned to look at the disciples surrounding him, his eyes showing appreciation, “Your acting was good just now, extra drumsticks for all.”

“All thanks to Sect Master’s excellent teaching,” the disciples said in unison.

Before this, Ye Feng had told them to watch his face and act accordingly.

Thus, when they saw the shocked expression on Ye Feng’s face, the disciples imitated him, even exaggerating their expressions and body movements, which convinced the Tiger General and Souhun Zhenren that it was real.

“However, Souhun Zhenren’s real body is still alive, and he poses a huge threat to our Misty Sect,” Mo Ying expressed her concerns.

Hearing this, the faces of the other disciples also darkened.

At this time, Ye Feng noticed his sense of crisis had diminished greatly, until it became very weak, indicating that Souhun Zhenren indeed held a grudge against the Misty Sect, but was likely entangled in something at the moment and wouldn’t act against the Misty Sect for the time being.

Therefore, Ye Feng said, “Everyone, don’t panic, after all, panicking is useless. The priority is to strive to improve your cultivation. Alright, let’s clean up the peak top for now, we’ll discuss more tomorrow.”

Hearing this, the disciples thought the Sect Master’s words made sense and began to tidy up the gains of the night.

As the disciples busied themselves, Ye Feng rose into the air, looking down and muttered,

“A complete lower-rank Demon General, two half-transformed demonic beasts, thirty-nine High-rank Demon Soldier Level Demon Beasts, with these alone, our Misty Sect should have no problem taking first place in the Demon Slaying Conference, right?”

Even if they couldn’t take first place, selling off these materials would bring in a huge profit. Thinking about this, Ye Feng felt a surge of joy in his heart.

Hundreds of miles away, atop a high peak.

Inside a Daoist Temple with black walls and tiles, an elderly man opened his eyes, which were full of coldness, startling the several dozen black-robed people sitting around him.

“Well done, Misty Sect, to be able to annihilate even this true person’s avatar and the Tiger General. Though it relied on formations, it’s still quite impressive,” Souhun Zhenren looked into the distance and uttered words that sent chills down the spines of those around him.

A black-robed figure stepped forward; despite having the cultivation of Element Gathering first level, he spoke meekly, “Sect Leader, do you need us to assassinate the disciples of Misty Sect in secret to avenge your avatar?”

Souhun Zhenren glanced coldly at the black-robed figure, “Utterly foolish, the strongest of the Misty Sect is Sect Master Ye Feng, and the Array Plate is also on him; what’s the use of killing his disciples? It’s only treating the symptoms, not the cause!”

“My stupidity,” the black-robed Element Gathering Realm quickly bowed his head.

Souhun Zhenren stood up and said, “The Tiger General is gone; take this vial of Blood Spirit Pills to the Nanlu Mountain Range and raise a new Demon General to be our Soul Seizing Sect’s contact in the Whitefloat City area.”

“Yes,” the black-robed Element Gathering Realm nodded hastily.

“Wait! Just have the Demon General carefully monitor them; don’t alarm them prematurely. Wait until my plan is complete, then we will net them all at once with other regions,” Souhun Zhenren, fearing that his subordinate was too foolish, added many detailed instructions.

“I understand.”

The black-robed Element Gathering Realm flew away from the peak, taking advantage of the night to travel southward, passing high above the vicinity of Misty Peak, and eventually arrived at the Nanlu Mountain Range.

At this moment, the dark clouds that shrouded an area of hundreds of thousands of miles had not yet dissipated, and lightning continued to slash through the sky.

“It’s hard to say which god from the Divine Origin Realm is undergoing tribulation, but if they succeed, wouldn’t our Mystique Kingdom be promoted to a Four Star kingdom? Tsk tsk, that would be a good thing indeed!”

The black-robed practitioner from the Element Gathering Realm gazed at the sky, lamenting, “But these Heavenly Thunders are really dangerous, if I were to be struck…”

Crack!

A bolt of lightning plummeted, striking the main peak of the Nanlu Mountain Range, causing countless giant rocks to crumble, as if bringing a disaster to the mountain range.

The black-robed practitioner from the Element Gathering Realm couldn’t dodge in time and was hit by the giant rocks imbued with the power of heavenly lightning, charred all over, he fell from a height of over a thousand meters to the ground, creating a deep pit.

A small white snake happened to be coiled near the pit, narrowly escaping being crushed; it was so frightened that its complexion turned even more pale.

It was none other than the Shape-shifting Beast that had escaped to the Nanlu Mountain Range!

“This place is too dangerous, I must go back home immediately!” The Shape-shifting Beast turned and fled.

“You can’t leave!” A weak voice sounded, followed by a charred hand grabbing the Shape-shifting Beast’s tail, “You are a demonic beast, and I have a whole vial of Blood Spirit Pills here that can transform you into a Demon General.”

Upon hearing about the Blood Spirit Pills, the Shape-shifting Beast’s eyes widened, and it turned back to look at the charred figure who was at death’s door.

Back when it served under the Little Wolf General, the Shape-shifting Beast had consumed a Blood Spirit Pill and overnight, it had climbed from the Middle Rank Demon Soldier Level to the High-rank Demon Soldier Level. How could it resist such a temptation?

“Really?” the Shape-shifting Beast asked excitedly.

“I am a protector of the Soul Seizing Sect, sent by our Sect Leader to the Nanlu Mountain Range to find demonic beasts and train them into new Demon Generals. However, you must lie low around Whitefloat City and wait for our command. Are you willing?” the man said, gripping the Shape-shifting Beast’s tail tightly, inquiring.

“I am willing,” the Shape-shifting Beast nodded.

“Good, very good!” The Soul Seizing Sect protector was relieved, taking out a jade vial and a command token from his bosom, “Here are ten Blood Spirit Pills, enough for you to advance to a Demon General. This is our summoning order. Take it and wait for the instruction.”

Originally, the Soul Seizing Sect protector hadn’t intended to find the Shape-shifting Beast.

But disaster had struck from the sky today and his life was hanging by a thread, so he clung to the nearest principle, grabbing onto the Shape-shifting Beast and refusing to let go.

After saying his final words, the Soul Seizing Sect protector looked up into the pitch-black sky.

“I really hope I can live to see the day our Sect Leader unifies the Southern River Basin…” Before he could finish the sentence, the Soul Seizing Sect protector’s eyes bulged, and he perished.

“Dead?”

The Shape-shifting Beast carefully checked for breath and, confirming the Soul Seizing Sect protector was thoroughly expired, took away the treasures on him.

“Considering the opportunity you have brought me, I shall begrudgingly take care of your body!” The Shape-shifting Beast took the vial with Blood Spirit Pills and then buried the Soul Seizing Sect protector.

After that, the Shape-shifting Beast examined the summoning order, thought about it, and placed it at the head of the grave as a tombstone.

“Being controlled by others is something only fools would do!”

Having said that, the Shape-shifting Beast quickly found a hidden cave and began refining the Blood Spirit Pills, one by one.

“Oww, it hurts so much!”

Before long, the cave echoed with the Shape-shifting Beast’s agony as its body seemed to be continuously hammered and transformed, its aura gradually strengthening to the extent that trees within hundreds of meters all bent over.

Atop Misty Peak.

Ye Feng and the disciples finished tonight’s inventory and, looking at the sky, saw the clouds finally beginning to clear.

“It’s finally clearing up, feels really good.”

Ye Feng sat on the roof, gazing at the moon as it gradually became clearer, and sighed with relief.