The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 324: 324: The Grudge of the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect

Chapter 324: Chapter 324: The Grudge of the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect
 

“Wow!”

Brother Flathead roared, broke free from the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, soared into the sky, and returned to Misty Sect.

As for the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, from start to finish, it couldn’t be bothered to even glance at it.

Because its eyes were only on the mission!

“Truly worthy of Brother Flathead, aloof, fierce, and not one for idle chatter, and the key point is that it even has a middle-parting, which looks quite stylish.”

“This big brother, I’m sold!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch watched Brother Flathead’s retreating figure, eyes filled with admiration.

After taking some Spiritual Medicine for healing and recovering, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch finally had the leisure to take a look at the fallen protector of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.

“Hehe, the loot-licking begins!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch stretched out both hands and cackled strangely.

The term “loot-licking” was heard from Ye Feng and the disciples of Misty Sect, and after some thought, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch found that this word suited the current situation perfectly.

Since the protector of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect had fallen, his storage ring had lost the maintenance of True Yuan and was easily cracked open by the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch.

After that, a large number of items fell out.

Some were valuable materials.

Others were Spirit Stones, Demon Cores.

There were also wooden boxes, each containing various Talismans.

“Oh my, I’ve struck it rich!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was overjoyed.

Lastly, he found a peculiar album with the words “Detailed Explanation of the Demon-locking Tower Construction” on the cover, which gave him a jolt.

“This item… Hiss!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch suddenly realized the importance of the matter and promptly flipped through it a few times, discovering that it indeed detailed the construction of the Demon-locking Tower, including explanations on materials, craftsmanship, Formation diagrams, and more.

With this item, plus the required materials, one could construct a Demon-locking Tower.

“Eh, there’s also a map, this is… the coordinates of all the Demon-locking Towers!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch’s expression dramatically changed.

His mission was to determine the coordinates and general conditions of all the Demon-locking Towers, and now that he had this map, it meant his mission was essentially complete. He was instantly overjoyed.

“No, I have to confirm it.”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch continued to loot.

Half an incense stick’s time later, he disposed of the carcass of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect protector and flew towards the mountain range previously shrouded in mist.

Then, following the markers on the map, he found three Demon-locking Towers within the mountain range.

One suppressed a Lower Rank Demon General.

The remaining two suppressed High-rank Demon Soldier Level Demon Beasts.

The situation was entirely consistent with the map!

“To avoid randomness, I have to keep confirming.”

With the map in hand, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch continued to search the nearby area according to the markings on the map.

The result was surprising.

As long as one searched according to the map’s markers, then a Demon-locking Tower could indeed be found thereafter—some located beneath rivers, others deep within rock caves hundreds of meters underground.

“Lucky to have this map; otherwise, relying on my method of observing from mid-air, I would’ve definitely missed many.”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

“This must be what they mean by ‘blessings come in disguise’ huh?”

If he hadn’t encountered the protector of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, he would not have obtained this critical information.

Glancing at the sun about to rise in the east, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch stowed away the identity token inscribed with “Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector,” transformed into a large white crane, and flew toward Misty Sect at top speed.

Misty Peak.

After lunch, Ye Feng glanced at the Second-generation Disciples who were cultivating and then looked towards the distant Cultivation Tower.

“Mo Ying and the other three are quite impressive, almost reaching the minimum requirements to enter the fifth level, good.”

“The cultivation of the other disciples is also very diligent, it won’t take long for the nanny and Jia Yulan to attempt breaking into the Element Gathering Realm too.”

“Eh, these two Second-generation Disciples are quite strong, they have both broken through their realms, very good.”

Xu Dalei broke through to the Fifth Layer of Qi Refinement.

Mu Sisi broke through to the Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement.

Their pace isn’t slower than cultivating with elixirs, but their foundations are much more solid than those relying on elixirs for improvement, very stable.

“System, what’s the upper limit of the Cultivation Tower?”

Ye Feng asked.

“Ding, as an Upper Grade auxiliary type Spiritual Artifact, the Cultivation Tower’s upper limit is the peak of the Element Gathering Realm. Once one’s cultivation level reaches the Spirit Sea Realm, the Cultivation Tower’s aid will be negligible,” the System clarified.

“In other words, the Cultivation Tower is only suitable for disciples in the Qi Refining Realm and Element Gathering Realm,” Ye Feng murmured.

“Yes,” said the System.

Ye Feng looked at the Cultivation Tower and said, “That’s not bad, lower-level cultivators are the future of a sect. Having the Cultivation Tower for their cultivation can create a very solid foundation.”

Moments later, Elders’ Hall.

“Elder Gong, the Cultivation Tower is excellent. As an elder, you might be too busy typically, but you mustn’t forget to cultivate. Therefore, you need to find time to practice in the Cultivation Tower,” Ye Feng said.

Ye Feng found Gong Qingqiu and offered his suggestion.

“I can also go to the Cultivation Tower?”

Gong Qingqiu asked in surprise.

“Of course you can, the Cultivation Tower is quite helpful to cultivators below the peak of the Element Gathering Realm, and as an Elder, you should pay more attention to your own improvement,”

Ye Feng said earnestly.

You grow stronger, so I can be even stronger.

So, go cultivate right now!

The above was what Ye Feng truly meant.

“Mmm, I will certainly do my best in cultivation and not let down your great expectations, Sect Leader,”

Gong Qingqiu thought Ye Feng was concerned about her and felt a warmth in her heart.

After considering her schedule for the day, which seemed to have no other pressing matters, she lightly tapped the ground, transforming into a streak of light as she flew toward the Cultivation Tower.

“Sect Leader, I have returned!”

At that moment, a white bird landed on the edge of a cliff at Misty Peak, speaking in human tongue.

“Eh, it’s the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, why have you come back?” Ye Feng walked over, preparing to catch the white bird.

Whoosh!

Out of nowhere, the nearby Sky-reaching Green Vine suddenly made its move, three of its vines instantly extended and tightly coiled around the white bird.

“Ah, I’m one of us!”

The bird, transformed by the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, quickly dissipated into a puff of white smoke, escaping through the gaps and reverting to human form.

“Come here!”

Ye Feng called out.

Inside the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

Ye Feng, looking at the map spread out on the table, saw hundreds of marked Demon-locking Towers, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

“Although it looks dense and disordered, not resembling the focal points of a formation, it’s still unsettling,”

Ye Feng murmured.

The locations of the Demon-locking Towers were too sensitive.

Every tower was either near a town with many people, close to a Spirit Vein, or at the very least in a location with a Spiritual Energy Vortex, suitable for cultivation and nurturing one’s life.

“Is the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect planning to create a terrifying Evil Beast? Or is he looking to collect Evil Qi?”

Ye Feng rocked his chin with his hand, pacing back and forth inside the Great Hall.

“Sect Leader, there’s also this,” the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch placed the identity token of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector on the table.

“Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect… It’s about the same as what Li Hanshao and Wu De discussed before, but it’s still unclear what level of powerhouses are backing up this sect,”

Ye Feng felt that things were getting more complicated.

Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect, hundreds of built or under construction Demon-locking Towers, Evil Beasts, Evil Qi…

All these factors were bound to become a threat.

But for now, there was not enough evidence, and with the enemy hidden and himself exposed, it was not wise to take action, but rather to respond to moves as they came.

“Okay, your mission is completed; you can go back for now,” Ye Feng waved his hand.

“Roger that!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch quickly scooted off.

Reaching an open area, he waved at the gigantic Thousand-Year Ancient Pine and laughed, “Hi Lao Song, goodbye Lao Song!”

Then he transformed into a white crane and flew away.

At this stage, only the Spiritual Beasts such as the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine and Brother Flathead knew about the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch being a Spirit Beast of Misty Sect.

As for others, they were still in the dark.

Inside the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

Ye Feng stared at the map, lost in thought.

…

Thousands of miles away, at the Divine Wind Sword Sect.

The Great Elder awoke from his seclusion, sensing something and quickly taking out a shattered Soul Lamp, his pupils constricting.

“Dead?”

“Who did this?”

The Great Elder ground his teeth in anger.

He took out a palm-sized Five-Colored Altar, placed the protector’s shattered Soul Lamp on it, embedded eight middle-grade spirit stones around the altar, then performed hand seals and chanted under his breath.

Hum!

A glow surged from the altar, weaving into a scene in mid-air of the last moments of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector’s life.

In the scene.

Brother Flathead pierced through the protector’s chest with a claw, causing him to cough up blood and ultimately meet his demise.

“This is… The Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast of Misty Sect, Brother Flathead!”

The Divine Wind Sword Sect’s Great Elder recognized the real culprit, so enraged that he smashed the stone platform by his side.