The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Translator: 549690339

“Luck Empowerment!”

Ye Feng’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

The Sect Leader’s first phase task was to elevate the sect to a High-ranked Sect within six months, which couldn’t be done in a short time.

However, the just-appeared side quest was quite good, as it could grant Luck Empowerment to the sect, significantly speeding up the disciples’ cultivation rate.

The faster the disciples broke through, the quicker he could acquire power comparable to that of the Element Gathering Realm, which greatly facilitated the first phase task. It was a must-do.

“Ding, the Sect Prestige Value has broken through 100; the Spirit Beast Pavilion is now open.”

Another notification from the system sounded.

Ye Feng was momentarily stunned, then blinked.

“That’s right, the Spirit Beast Pavilion!”

He suddenly remembered that since he was still in his assessment period, he couldn’t open the Spirit Beast Pavilion yet.

Only now did Ye Feng realize that opening the Spirit Beast Pavilion required not only the passing of the assessment period but also for the Sect Prestige to exceed one hundred.

“The prestige was over seventy previously, and now it has suddenly exceeded one hundred. It must be related to subduing the Tree Demon tonight,” Ye Feng thought to himself.

Meanwhile, at the City Lord’s Mansion in Whitefloat City.

Zhou Jiaqian and Zhou Jiacai stood in a magnificent hall, with the body of the Centennial Tree Demon laid out on the floor.

A middle-aged man in luxurious clothing stood with his back to the Zhou Family Brothers, gazing at a painting on the wall. After a moment, a hoarse voice emanated:

“This Centennial Tree Demon was stunned by a spell and had its aura concealed before being secretly transported near the Zhou Family’s residence, ready to assassinate you tonight, but the mission failed.”

Hearing this, the Zhou Family Brothers’ eyes widened.

They couldn’t figure out who would go to such lengths against them, even to the point of stunning the Tree Demon.

Moreover, whoever could stun a Centennial Tree Demon comparable to the ninth layer of Qi Refinement, how strong must the person behind the scenes be? To kill them, the Zhou Family Brothers, did it really need to be this complicated?

“Who moved against you, I have some guesses, but I’m not sure yet,” the middle-aged man murmured softly, as if wary of something.

The Zhou Family Brothers could sense the man’s concern and felt a chill in their hearts.

This was the Deputy City Lord of Whitefloat City, with cultivation at the first level of the Element Gathering Realm. Who else could he be wary of, if not the Sect Leaders of those three High Ranked Sects?

Could it be that the High Ranked Sects were moving against the Zhou Family?

But that didn’t make sense!

The Zhou Family seemed to have never offended the three great High Ranked Sects, so why would they do this?

This matter was truly baffling!

At this point, the Deputy City Lord spoke again, “Demonic creatures are causing trouble, and the City Lord is in seclusion. We’re short-handed, let this matter go for now. You can head back ”

“Oh, right, the Misty Sect An interesting sect. When I have some free time, I want to meet them,” he added.

“Yes.”

Zhou Jiaqian and Zhou Jiacai picked up the Tree Demon’s body and left the grand hall of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Ye Feng, unaware of the events at the City Lord’s Mansion, was now exploring the newly opened Spirit Beast Pavilion, getting acquainted with some of its functions.

“The Spirit Beast Pavilion requires Prestige Points to progressively unlock, and at the current stage, with the Sect Prestige Value at 100, only the first function of the Spirit Beast Pavilion is available.”

“This function is for taming.”

“Any monster beasts caught alive by our Misty Sect can be transformed into Mountain Guardian Spirit Beasts with the assistance of the Spirit Beast Pavilion.”

Ye Feng digested the information about the Spirit Beast Pavilion.

At the present stage, the Spirit Beast Pavilion was only in a virtual state, having a title without an actual building like the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

“System, can any Demon Beast, regardless of its cultivation level, be transformed into a Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast once captured by our Misty Sect?” Ye Feng asked internally.

“Yes, but there is a limit to the number of spiritual beasts in the Spirit Beast Pavilion, which can be increased by raising Prestige Points,” the System explained.

Immediately following, a few lines of pale blue text appeared within Ye Feng’s vision.

[Spirit Beast Pavilion: Tier 1]

[Mountain Guardian Spirit Beasts: 2/3; a Lower Rank Demon Soldier Level juvenile Little White Fox with the talents of forewarning and charm; a Middle Rank Demon Soldier Level Iron Claw Dragon Eagle with the talents of flight, keen eyesight, and sharp claws]

[Note: Prestige Points breakthrough 1000, opening the second phase of the Spirit Beast Pavilion, adding all-new functions]

[Remark: The spiritual beasts of the Spirit Beast Pavilion can all provide the Sect Leader with an additional cultivation level boost]

Seeing this information, Ye Feng’s eyes brightened.

Recruiting spiritual beasts, much like recruiting disciples, could bring him enhancements.

“Little White and Lao Tie are already part of the Spirit Beast Pavilion’s spiritual beasts?” Ye Feng revisited the information of the Spirit Beast Pavilion, confused.

“Little White Fox regards the Misty Sect as its home and was taken in the moment the Spirit Beast Pavilion was opened. The Iron Claw Dragon Eagle is its master’s spiritual beast, so it automatically entered the Spirit Beast Pavilion,” explained the System.

Ye Feng showed a look of realization and asked, “Right, the Spirit Beast Pavilion can still take in one more spiritual beast, so can Brother Flathead be considered?”

He took out the Spirit Origin Clock and looked at Brother Flathead curled up inside, somewhat tempted.

Brother Flathead was a High-rank Demon Soldier Level demon beast; if taken into the Spirit Beast Pavilion, it could bring him a huge boost.

“Detection of High-rank Demon Soldier Level demon beast ‘Mutated Honey Badger’, would you like to take it into the Spirit Beast Pavilion?”

At that moment, the System’s voice sounded.

“Take it in!”

Ye Feng did not hesitate.

The next moment, Ye Feng sensed a mysterious and profound aura flow from his body into the Spirit Origin Clock, gradually merging into Brother Flathead’s form.

“The third Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast ‘Mutated Honey Badger’ has been recorded, with the talents of endurance, toughness, holding grudges, and digging.”

A moment later, the System announced.

“Holding grudges is also a talent ”

Ye Feng curled his lip and mocked in his mind, “By that logic, ‘stinginess’ could be considered a talent too.”

The System did not reply to this.

Ye Feng jumped down to the clearing, took Brother Flathead out of the Spirit Origin Clock, and tossed him onto the grass.

“Wowow!”

As soon as Brother Flathead appeared, it started going wild, biting off the grass within a three-meter radius and showing a fierce expression.

Then, it saw Ye Feng standing by and paused; after sniffing at his feet, it lay down on the ground and fell sound asleep.

“It really has been tamed.”

Ye Feng suddenly felt a little sense of loss; without Brother Flathead’s challenges, he was somewhat unaccustomed.

Atop the roof of a thatched hut.

Mo Ying sat cross-legged, taking a sharp intake of breath upon seeing Brother Flathead’s appearance.

However, what followed left her astonished; Brother Flathead no longer attacked Ye Feng but lay down on the ground to sleep, as if it had been tamed.

“Does he have an innate talent for taming beasts?”

Mo Ying blinked, finding it unbelievable, “Perhaps, that demonic beast was subdued by force?”

That was the only explanation she could muster.

At this moment, Ye Feng just so happened to turn around, locking eyes with Mo Ying on the rooftop.

The evening breeze at the mountain’s peak blew incessantly.

The light gauze in front of Mo Ying was lifted by the wind as gentle as a woman, revealing the lower half of her face.

There were no signs of decay on this face; on the contrary, it was snow-white and flawless, stunning to behold.

Ye Feng was taken aback.

Mo Ying suddenly realized something was amiss; her delicate hands moved quickly to cover her face with her broad black sleeves and leaped off the roof, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

All that was left on the roof was the rustling of the thatched grass in the wind.