The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Counting the power of the Heroic Spirits, he was now four times stronger than someone at the first level of the Element Gathering Realm.

“Is this the strength of someone at the third level of the Element Gathering Realm?”

Ye Feng clenched his fists, inadvertently revealing a powerful aura that completely subdued the Shape-shifting Beast.

“Boss has gotten stronger again!”

The Shape-shifting Beast quickly broke off a few whiskers; it was only when the pain hit that it made sure all this was real.

Ye Feng said calmly, “To tell you the truth, when the Sect Leader sparred with you, it was just for fun, and I wasn’t even using my real strength.”

The Shape-shifting Beast was shocked to realize that Ye Feng hadn’t suddenly become stronger; he had always been that strong but had hidden his true abilities until now.

Thinking of this, the Shape-shifting Beast felt a surge of retroactive fear.

“Good thing I knelt quickly, or I would have been slapped to death by Ye Feng. But this is good; with such a strong Sect Leader, I can mess around as much as I want in the future.”

As it thought, the smile on the Shape-shifting Beast’s face gradually turned smug.

Slap!

Ye Feng slapped the Shape-shifting Beast on the shoulder and asked, “The leader of the Black Robe Association from before was you, right? The one who encountered Huo Yunjie in Whitefloat City and left behind the first page of the Nameless Sword Manual, that was you too, correct?”

Upon hearing these two questions, the Shape-shifting Beast revealed an awkward smile.

“Back then, I was under Little Wolf General… Oh no, I was his immediate superior, so I went to Misty Sect to scout for military intelligence. As for the second time, I happened to be visiting the Goulan in Whitefloat City.”

After speaking, the Shape-shifting Beast added, “That’s pretty much it. As for the sword manual, I picked it up by the Flowing Water River south of the Nanlu Mountain Range.”

Although he knew the Shape-shifting Beast was mixing lies with the truth, Ye Feng didn’t expose him and instead muttered while looking at the mountains to the south, “It’s said that Flowing Water River is south of the Nanlu Mountain Range, and following the current downstream leads to the Divine Wind Sword Sect, a Two-Star Rank Sect that specializes in the art of the sword. Perhaps, Yun Jie went there to train…”

After speaking, Ye Feng took out a piece of paper and handed it to the Shape-shifting Beast, asking, “Can you read?”

“Of course!” The Shape-shifting Beast nodded.

“Then when you have time, help me look for these medicinal herbs in the Nanlu Mountain Range. As a Spiritual Beast, you must know about herbs… Right, you should still call yourself Thousand Faces Demon Monarch. As for a name, do you have one?”

“I don’t have a name.”

“Then you’ll be called Niu Baibian from now on!”

After saying that, Ye Feng flew away.

The Shape-shifting Beast looked up at the sky, its mouth twitching continuously, “Niu Baibian? That sounds terrible! Why couldn’t it just stick with Thousand Faces Demon Monarch?”

Moments later, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch picked up a bowl of Spirit Spring Water and drank it in one gulp. The wounds on its body rapidly healed, and it couldn’t help but feel overjoyed.

Then, it picked up another bowl and began eating the High-Grade Spirit Beast Feed. Finding the taste quite good and crunchy, it gradually grew to love this flavor.

The next morning.

Ye Feng called over Long Tianxing and said, “Tian Xing, this is your Outer Sect Disciple token.”

Long Tianxing caught an iron token forged in black, noticing the protruding words “Misty Sect” on the front and, on the back, “Outer Sect Long Tianxing.”

“Sect Leader, have I been promoted to the Outer Sect?” Long Tianxing was very surprised.

“Long Qitian has truly repented, and your task is passed. Now, as the Sect Leader, I formally appoint you as an Outer Sect Disciple,” Ye Feng nodded in affirmation.

“Thank you, Sect Leader!” Long Tianxing leaped three zhang high.

When the other disciples heard that Long Tianxing’s task was completed, they all looked at him with envy.

“Sect Leader, I’m going to return to the Long Family for a bit.”

With a smile on his face, Long Tianxing put away his Outer Sect Disciple token and hurriedly ran towards the Long Family’s home.

Whitefloat City, the Long Family residence.

“Great Uncle, are you saying my cousin has already left?” Long Tianxing’s face was full of surprise.

Long Zhenchuan sighed and said, “Qitian has sincerely repented and left the Nanlu Demon Sect. He left Whitefloat City early this morning to train with an old friend of mine.”

“Great Uncle, could you reveal which sect or school it is?” Long Tianxing inquired.

“My friend is very mysterious. Even I don’t know the details of the sect or school, only that it’s about five hundred li to the north and its foundation… should be no less than that of the current Misty Sect,” Long Zhenchuan replied.

“It seems to be a hidden High Ranked Sect. The next time I encounter cousin, could you please give him my regards on my behalf, uncle? Just tell him that I was too heavy-handed before, and ask for his forgiveness,” Long Tianxing quickly bowed, showing his remorse.

Long Zhenchuan patted Long Tianxing’s shoulder and said, “Uncle understands, you did it for his own good… By the way, uncle also wants to remind you, do not leave the three-hundred-li radius of Whitefloat City until your cultivation level exceeds the seventh level of Qi Refinement.”

“Why is that?”

“You just remember that!”

“Oh!”

Once Long Tianxing had left, Long Zhenchuan sat in his seat feeling much more relaxed.

“Qitian is starting to walk the right path, Tianxing is cultivating with the support of the Misty Sect, our Long Family should also be getting better and better, right?”

Whitefloat City, Myriad Commerce Alliance.

A bare-chested man wielding a large blade and wearing a fierce expression stood in front of the counter and slammed a piece of paper on the table: “Get me five servings of all the medicinal ingredients listed here… no, make it ten!”

The frightened maid quickly complied.

Before long, the burly man, carrying a large box full of spiritual medicine, prepared to leave.

“Honored guest, that will be five hundred lower-grade Spirit Stones,” the maid timidly said.

“You dare ask me for money? I’ve always helped myself for free, okay!” The burly man continued to walk out.

“How dare you!”

Three cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refinement leaped out from nearby, attacking simultaneously with great momentum and rolling bursts of energy.

However, the burly man slapped aside all three with a single palm and left the Myriad Commerce Alliance with great strides.

An hour later.

Inside a cave abode in the Nanlu Mountain Range.

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch threw the box of medicinal materials on the ground and laughed, “They dare to ask me for money, the nerve… But come to think of it, do you really have to pay for things in the human world?”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch scratched his head, too lazy to bother with it and simply lay down on his throne to sleep soundly.

At the summit of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng was sitting face-to-face with Xin Guangxuan, drinking tea.

“I heard that the Myriad Commerce Alliance’s trade fair was robbed of medicinal ingredients worth a thousand lower-grade Spirit Stones, including Brown Spirit Tree Sap and Wood Spirit Grass and other precious items,” Xin Guangxuan suddenly brought up the matter.

Hearing this, Ye Feng’s face looked a bit bizarre.

After Xin Guangxuan left, Ye Feng rushed to the Demon Lord’s Cave Abode without delay and happened to see the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch lying on his throne, deep in slumber.

“Hmm, beauty, give your lord a kiss… Come on, don’t be shy!” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was deeply asleep, snoring and drooling, muttering nonsensically in his sleep, his hands groping around.

Ye Feng laughed and kicked him right away.

“Who dares to disturb your lord’s sweet dream, seeking death… Oh! It’s the Sect Leader himself. Look, I’ve gathered all the medicinal ingredients,” the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was suddenly roused by the kick, about to erupt in anger, but as soon as he saw it was Ye Feng, he quickly knelt on the ground with practiced ease.

“Did you rob the Myriad Commerce Alliance?” Ye Feng directly asked.

“What Myriad Commerce Alliance? Never heard of it, I have no idea.” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch immediately began his litany of denials.

Ye Feng immediately rolled his eyes and said, “I’ve already heard that the Myriad Commerce Alliance was robbed of a large box of valuable spiritual medicine worth thousands of lower-grade Spirit Stones, including Wood Spirit Grass. You still dare say it wasn’t you?”

Hearing that the figure had risen to a thousand Spirit Stones, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch instantly jumped up and shouted, “Nonsense, it was clearly only five hundred Spirit Stones. This crooked merchant dares to frame your lord, I’ll definitely rob them blind next time!”

Realizing he had slipped up, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Ye Feng, not bothering to say more, took out a lower-grade Spirit Stone and said, “Look carefully, this is a lower-grade Spirit Stone. In the future, when you buy things, you pay with Spirit Stones, you cannot simply take them by force.”

“Eh, this shoddy stone can be exchanged for spiritual medicine?” the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch’s eyes widened, “I remember in the Tiger General’s underground vault, there was a large chest full of stones like this!”

Crack!

In his excitement, Ye Feng inadvertently crushed the Spirit Stone in his hand and quickly grabbed the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch’s collar: “Where’s the Tiger General’s underground vault?”

“It’s in… in the Fuyun Gloomy Forest,” stammered the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, “But the Tiger General might still be lurking there, wouldn’t it be problematic for us to go?”

“I’ve slain the Tiger General.”

Ye Feng didn’t waste words and directly pulled out the massive carcass of the Tiger General from the System Space, throwing it onto the ground, which frightened the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch into instinctively weakening at the knees.