The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 179: 179: Power of Faith, Maple Divine Venerate

Under the restriction of the Three Thousand Realms, so much cultivation power had been suppressed, yet the Flame Giant could still emit the aura of a peak Element Gathering Realm first layer. Once it escaped outside, it should be at the level of the fifth layer of the Element Gathering Realm.

In order to scout the opponent’s information, Ye Feng immediately activated the Scouting function of the Spirit Beast Pavilion.

[Type: Flame Demon]

[Grade: Middle-Rank Demon General (Suppressed State)]

[Note: Proficient in flame devouring and fire control, a magical creature condensed from the essence of earth fire. After slaying it, there is a chance to obtain a flame crystal, which is one of the five major raw materials for refining the supreme-grade spiritual artifact “Five Elements Spirit Sword”.]

After browsing through this information, Ye Feng took a deep breath, his eyes gradually filled with excitement.

“Hahaha…”

The Flame Demon, stepping on the blazing flames, rose to mid-air and looked down indifferently at the area below.

In its eyes, Xiaolan Village was no more than a speck of dust, a spark capable of burning it all to ashes.

However, the Flame Demon did not act immediately but revealed a ferocious smile.

It enjoyed watching others suffer and die in flames, listening to their screams of agony.

So, the Flame Demon raised its hand, continuously heating up the land, wanting to torment everyone.

“Do you want to die?”

A calm voice came from the side of the village.

All the terrified villagers of Xiaolan Village looked towards the voice, the despair in their eyes slowly turning into hope and joy.

“It’s Sect Leader Ye Feng!”

“He is also a Divine Spirit; he can definitely exterminate this Demon God!”

The people in the village hurriedly knelt, pleading with Ye Feng to slay the demon.

“A mortal, and another… hmm? A Dragonfolk!” The Flame Demon sneered at Ye Feng, but the next moment, its gaze fell on Long Tianxing, and its pupils contracted, its murderous intent skyrocketing.

Ten years ago, the Flame Demon encountered someone dressed just like Long Tianxing. A great battle broke out between them, and in the end, it was severely injured by the other party and had to retreat underground to heal.

Seeing Long Tianxing today ignited the Flame Demon’s hatred!

“I didn’t expect to encounter someone of the same kind immediately after emerging from seclusion; what a pity your aura is too weak, easily crushed with a flip of the hand!” the Flame Demon sneered.

Hearing this, Ye Feng and Long Tianxing exchanged a glance.

It seemed that the Flame Demon had encountered Long Yuanqing.

“Go to hell!”

The Flame Demon abruptly made its move. Flames surged up from its palm, forming a scorching fire net, intending to trap Ye Feng and Long Tianxing and torture them slowly.

But Ye Feng, holding the Mini Banana Palm Fan, waved it gently.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind swept by, the fire net rolled back on itself, instead entangling the Flame Demon. Though it did not injure him.

“You’re not a mortal?” The Flame Demon stared at Ye Feng with a look of surprise.

How could a person without any spiritual energy fluctuations tear apart the fire net?

Could it be that the fan was odd?

The Flame Demon was smart and guessed this instantly.

“You’re wrong, I’m just a mortal… a mortal with special powers,” Ye Feng murmured, his voice growing fainter, while the Mini Banana Palm Fan in his hand started to fan more rapidly.

Eighteen fans per second!

Boom!

A tornado suddenly emerged, so swiftly that the Flame Demon had no time to dodge, only managing to conjure a firewall in front of it. However, against the tornado that had been intensified by the power of eighteen fanning winds, the shield was no stronger than paper, shattering instantly into countless sparks.

“What… what kind of technique is this?”

The Flame Demon lowered its head, looking at the gaping hole in its chest in horror, able to see the sky and white clouds behind it.

Then, with regret, it fell to the ground.

“Divine Spirit is mighty!”

The villagers of Xiaolan Village shouted excitedly.

[Power of Faith +132]

Ye Feng suddenly heard a prompt from the system.

“Power of Faith… what is that?” Ye Feng asked in his mind.

The System explained, “When recognized, you can earn Prestige Points, and those who have already contributed Prestige Points, if they develop a fervent worship for the Sect Leader, will transform into your followers, able to provide a continuous supply of the Power of Faith.”

Ye Feng was taken aback and thought to himself, “Then, what’s the use of the Power of Faith?”

“Become a god through faith!”

The System uttered only four words before falling silent.

[Power of Faith +134]

During the time Ye Feng was conversing with the System, quite a lot of Power of Faith had been added.

The Power of Faith kept on increasing, swiftly surpassing three hundred.

“A single person can only contribute one Prestige Point, but they can offer an infinite amount of Power of Faith, which can be farmed endlessly without any limits,” Ye Feng realized this point.

As for the so-called deification through faith, he was still a bit unclear.

“Could it be that I could embark on a unique path of cultivation?” Ye Feng mumbled to himself.

At this moment, Long Tianxing exclaimed, “Sect Leader, look, that fire monster has collapsed… Eh, the flames on its body are actually retracting and forming a bowl-sized flame treasure bead.”

“Flame treasure bead?” Ye Feng was startled, turning his head to look, “This is called a Flame Crystal, one of the five major materials needed for refining the Supreme Grade spiritual artifact Five Elements Spirit Sword.”

With that said, Ye Feng collected the Flame Crystal into the System Space.

“Divine Spirit!”

“Our Xiaolan Village is suffering from another drought, could we ask you to bless us with more rain?”

The villagers were praying for rain again.

“Sure,” Ye Feng nodded.

With a wave of his fan, a great amount of spiritual energy-filled rainwater fell to the ground, nourishing the parched land.

Previously, the emergence of the Flame Demon had scorched the earth and driven away water sources, but now that the Flame Demon had been vanquished, even if Ye Feng didn’t bring rain, the land could quickly return to its former state.

“Tian Xing, let’s go!”

After summoning the rain to resolve the difficulties of Xiaolan Village, Ye Feng took Long Tianxing towards the next marked location several miles away.

“We bid farewell to the Divine Spirit!”

The villagers of Xiaolan Village knelt in the direction Ye Feng had flown off to.

Long after, the old village chief stood up and said, “This Divine Spirit cannot be without a title of respect, otherwise, it would be a blasphemy against the divine. The Divine Spirit stated that he is Ye Feng, the Sect Leader of the Misty Sect, so how about we call him ‘Lord of the Misty Sect’?”

“I think we could call him the ‘Entrance Guardian Deity.’”

“Wouldn’t ‘Rain God’ be better?”

“Nonsense! The Divine Spirit already said that he is not the Rain God.”

The villagers began to argue amongst themselves, some saying “Misty Deity,” others suggesting “Sect Deity.”

But in the end, it was the old village chief who decided, calling him “Maple Deity,” which sounded like “Wind Deity.” After all, Ye Feng had the ability to control hurricanes to annihilate the Flame Demon, and his name was Ye Feng, making “Maple Deity” the most appropriate honorary title.

From that day on, the legend of Maple Deity began to spread.

In honor of Ye Feng, the villagers of Xiaolan Village even carved a relief wall at the entrance of the village, depicting the process of Ye Feng and Long Tianxing vanquishing the Flame Demon, and it gradually evolved into a myth.

Ye Feng was unaware that he had been honored as the “Maple Deity.”

At that moment, he and Long Tianxing were standing high above a medium-sized Cave Heaven World, intently surveying the land yet they still hadn’t discovered Divine Island. However, they did see the city below.

This world spanned twenty miles in every direction, which was considerable in size.

The city below was no more than five miles in length and width, half filled with fertile lands and half with buildings, inhabited by thousands of people. It formed a primitive city-state culture called “Shanze City.”

Outside the city walls was an area where wild beasts roamed, home to many ancient beasts.

“Oh no, the ancient beasts are attacking the city again!”

Someone shouted, causing a stir throughout the city.

Ye Feng looked down to see a mountain burst open abruptly, revealing a giant golden figure similar to the Flame Demon.

“It’s a Golden Demon. After slaying it, there’s a chance to obtain a Golden Spirit Crystal, which is also one of the raw materials for refining the Five Elements Spirit Sword. It seems there’s hope to gather all the materials for the Five Elements Spirit Sword in the Three Thousand Realms.”

Ye Feng looked at the Golden Demon, his lips curling into a slight smile.

Eighteen folds in a second!

A terrifying whirlwind swept downward, effortlessly piercing through the Golden Demon at the first Peak of the Element Gathering Realm.

Afterward, the rampaging ancient beasts fell to the ground, like puppets that had lost their control.

Moments later, the Golden Demon condensed into a bowl-sized Golden Spirit Crystal, which Ye Feng collected into the System Space.

Next, Ye Feng took Long Tianxing to the following marked location.