The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

As the disciples were cleaning the top of Misty Peak, Ye Feng, accompanied by Yan Ruyu and Jia Yulan, arrived in a guest room.

“These are Spirit Medicine Seeds, including Spirit Consolidating Flowers, Vitality Grass… ten types in total, a hundred Spirit Seeds each, plus the Jade Spirit Grass, this is the initial foundation of the Spiritual Medicine Garden.”

Ye Feng took out the Spirit Medicine Seeds he had purchased from Wuxuan Pavilion.

He placed a rectangular table two meters in length and one meter in width in the guest room, bordered by a railing about a foot high, filled with colorful fine sand, and took the opportunity to waterproof the four walls.

“This is Spiritual Sand, specially used for planting Spiritual Medicine. Sect Leader, where did you get this from?” Jia Yulan asked.

Ye Feng smiled, “It seems your study at the City Lord’s Mansion Scripture Pavilion has been very effective since you recognized this as Spiritual Sand. As of today, this bedroom is temporarily allocated to the Spiritual Medicine Garden, specifically for the cultivation of Spiritual Medicine.”

“Thank you for the Sect Leader’s support.”

Jia Yulan took ten seeds of each of the eleven types of Spirit Seeds and planted them in small pits in the pool of Spiritual Sand, then took water from the Spiritual Spring and watered them.

After opening his Spirit Eyes, Ye Feng discovered all the Spiritual Energy was being absorbed by the Spirit Seeds, and soon sprouts broke through the sand, thriving impressively.

However, as Jia Yulan continued to irrigate with Spiritual Liquid, the growth speed of the Spiritual Medicine slowed down. At this rate, it would take three years to mature.

“Such is the way of growing Spiritual Medicine—it’s slow, often taking years, or even decades, before yielding a harvest,” Jia Yulan complained.

“Let me quicken their growth!”

Yan Ruyu stepped forward and offered her hand. As Life Spirit Force flowed out of her palm, the speed of the Spiritual Medicine’s growth suddenly increased tenfold.

“The speed is still too slow; it’ll take three and a half months before we can harvest,” Jia Yulan muttered.

Ye Feng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, “The speed is already quite fast. After all, Ru Yu’s Cultivation Level is not high enough. Once her cultivation level continuously increases, each time she employs the technique, she can grant the Spiritual Medicine a twentyfold, or even thirtyfold speed boost, and the duration will also increase.”

Yan Ruyu looked surprised, “Sect Leader, how do you know this?”

Ye Feng just smiled without saying a word, secretly thinking, I have a cheat, it’s hard not to know!

“Alright, this pool of Spiritual Sand will now be a test field. When we buy more Spiritual Sand later, we can expand the planting area then.”

Having said so, Ye Feng left the Spiritual Medicine Chamber.

…

Whitefloat City.

The backyard of an inn.

A young man was practicing swordsmanship.

Wherever the sword’s edge passed, accompanied by the trembling of Sword Qi, the grass and trees in the courtyard were uniformly cut off at waist height.

“Phew, finally reached the Peak of the Qi Refinement Seventh Level!”

The young man sheathed his sword, exhaling a long breath and revealing a handsome yet aloof face.

At this moment, a swordsman in green robes with starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows, a carefree figure with a blade of grass between his teeth, said,

“Xiao Junior Brother, you are truly diligent! You’ve joined our Qingyun Sect not long ago and have already advanced from the Qi Refinement Fifth Level to the Qi Refinement Seventh Level.”

Xiao Fangu turned around, performing a sword salute to the green-robed swordsman, “Senior Brother Bai, you’re also up this early.”

The Qingyun Sect disciple “Bai Minglu” spat out the grass stem from his mouth, “I’ve always been an early riser. But you, ever since you joined the sect, have been practicing from dawn to dusk, no wonder you have received the Elder’s cultivation.”

Xiao Fangu, with sharp eyes, said, “I always remember what the Sect Leader said: talent plus hard work on the right path will enable one to improve faster.”

Bai Minglu smiled, “The Sect Leader is quite the smooth talker.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fangu’s eyes instantly widened, “Senior Brother Bai, how can you speak so lightly of the Sect Leader? You must remember, he is at the Element Gathering Sixth Level, a top powerhouse throughout the entire Southern River Basin.”

Bai Minglu said nothing but shrugged his shoulders.

Just then, a young woman with a curvaceous figure ran from outside, clutching a letter with a somewhat serious expression, “Xiao Junior Brother, there’s something you might want to hear.”

“Sister Xi, what’s the matter?” Xiao Fangu asked.

The young woman, named Xi Xinyu, appeared to be around eighteen, with a graceful and upright figure. Since Xiao Fangu joined the Qingyun Sect, she had always taken excellent care of him.

Xi Xinyu asked, “Do you still remember the Misty Sect?”

Xiao Fangu was stunned, “That lower-ranked sect should have disbanded by now, right? After all, they stood no chance against the challenges of the Scarlet Serpent Sect. Sister Xi, why bring it up all of a sudden?”

“I think you should read this letter yourself,” Xi Xinyu said as she opened the envelope.

Xiao Fangu frowned as he read the content of the letter. The more he read, the more his hand trembled, and his eyelids began to twitch.

Whoosh!

Xiao Fangu crumpled the letter into a ball and let it slide to the ground as he said coldly, “The Misty Sect is actually still around, and it’s about to be promoted to a high-ranked sect. As for Sect Master Ye Feng, he turns out to be the Chosen One with Element Gathering Realm strength!”

“But, even if the Misty Sect is promoted to a high-ranked sect, so what?”

“Brothers and sisters, you all know that the examination for high-ranked sects is rather lenient. Any sect with an Element Gathering Realm presence can pass the review. It doesn’t mean much.”

Upon saying this, Xiao Fangu’s eyes narrowed slightly, “You may not know, but apart from Ye Feng, there’s no one in the Misty Sect who is capable of putting up a fight.”

Xi Xinyu nodded and said, “The letter says that the City Lord’s Mansion has learned that the three of us are out training with the Ninth Elder and has taken the opportunity to invite us to attend the Misty Sect’s promotion ceremony. Junior Brother, are you going?”

Xiao Fangu, with his hands behind his back, looked toward the distant Misty Peak shrouded in clouds, “Of course, I’ll go! Moreover, I will use my strength to show my former sect members that even with the promotion to a high-ranked sect, no one but the Sect Leader is my match… And this is the difference between a sect and a Star-Level Sect!”

Bai Minglu laughed, “With Junior Brother Xiao’s strength, isn’t that just a massacre?”

City Lord’s Mansion.

Zhou Jiaqian looked at the plaque with ‘Misty Sect’ written on it and carefully attached the three willow-leaf-shaped insignias.

“Haha, it’s done! From now on, the Misty Sect is officially among the ranks of high-ranked sects, embarking on their own path to Star-Level Sect promotion. It’s just unknown whether they can ascend to the ranks of Star-Level Sects.”

Standing beside him with a sword in his arms, Xin Guangxuan laughed and said, “I believe Sect Master Ye can do it. With him there, the Misty Sect will sooner or later be promoted to a Star-Level Sect.”

“Why are you so sure, Brother Xin?” Zhou Jiaqian was slightly surprised.

Xin Guangxuan spread his hands, “I’m not certain, but my intuition tells me that the Misty Sect will definitely become a Star-Level Sect, and may even surpass our Liuyun Sect.”

Liuyun Sect disciples Dong Qiang and Pang Haiyun, standing beside him, immediately lowered their voices, “Brother Xin, the Third Elder is behind you!”

Xin Guangxuan waved his hand abruptly, “Psh, I don’t believe it! The Third Elder himself went off to Goulan last night without me. Right now, he’s probably lying down with a sore back and aching waist!”

“Oh, is that really what you think?”

A cold and stern voice suddenly came from behind.

Xin Guangxuan’s pupils shrank, and in an instant, he fled on his sword, turning his head to meet Lu Shanyue’s mocking gaze.

“Third Elder, I was only joking!” Xin Guangxuan said with a mournful expression.

“I don’t want to listen, and I’m going to thrash you!”

With that, Lu Shanyue burst forth with the terrifying pressure of the Element Gathering Realm.

One hour later.

Ye Feng changed into a new set of clothes, had his disciples stand behind him, reined in his cultivation aura, and stood on the open space in front of the main gate with a smile, ready to welcome the guests who were climbing the mountain.

The first thing that caught his eye was a familiar face with two black eyes.

“Brother Xin, what happened to your eyes? Why are they so swollen? Ouch! And there’s bruising, did someone give you a beating? Looks pretty bad!” Ye Feng exclaimed with surprise as he saw the first-arriving Xin Guangxuan.

At these words, Xin Guangxuan pursed his lips, his face clouded with gloom.