The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

“Stop, do not touch my disciple!”

Ye Feng suddenly shouted.

Bang!

The full force of Heroic Spirit Power erupted, and Long Jiu was instantly sent flying backward, turning to look at Ye Feng with a condensed gaze.

He couldn’t understand how a mortal could wield such formidable power.

However, Long Jiu, as a cultivator in the fourth layer of the Element Gathering Realm, was not afraid of Ye Feng. He was only repelled because he was careless, having thought there were no cultivators of the Element Gathering Realm present and had not dodged.

But once he got serious, Long Jiu did not fear Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, noticing Long Jiu being struck and sent flying, was secretly delighted, “With the surge in Prestige Points, I’m gaining more and more Heroic Spirit Power. Now, just with the power of the Heroic Spirits alone, I can exert the strength of the second layer’s peak of the Element Gathering Realm. Not bad at all!”

Nevertheless, after sensing Long Jiu’s fourth-layer Element Gathering Realm aura, Ye Feng still looked a bit solemn and asked in a deep voice, “Who are you, and why are you laying hands on my disciple?”

Long Jiu did not answer.

Ji Wushuang stood up and said, “I am Ji Wushuang of Divine Wind Sword Sect, currently entertaining guests from the Misty Sect. Your rash actions, don’t you think they are too excessive?”

Long Jiu looked at Ji Wushuang with surprise.

Although the young man before him was only at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, who could be killed with just a slap, Long Jiu felt inexplicably fearful when looking at Ji Wushuang.

It seemed that Ji Wushuang harbored some dangerous methods.

“Look, this person resembles Junior Brother Long. Could he be his father?”

“How is that possible, they only look similar in hair color and pupil color, their facial features are quite different!”

The disciples noticed Long Jiu’s appearance.

Long Tianxing suddenly stood up, his eyes widened in shock as he trembled, “You… Are you my father?”

Finding his father had always been one of Long Tianxing’s motivations in his cultivation.

Now, seeing someone who looked somewhat like him in Long Jiu, he felt as if he had seen his own father, and he was overwhelmed with excitement.

“My name is Long Jiu, I am of the same clan as you, but I am not your father.”

Long Jiu shook his head, his expression a bit sad. He didn’t even have a woman, let alone a son.

“Then do you know who my father is?” Long Tianxing moved closer to Long Jiu, eyes filled with curiosity.

Long Jiu glanced around and shook his head, saying, “The affairs of our clan cannot be known to those outside. If you want to know the origin of your lineage, follow me.”

Long Tianxing immediately pointed to those present and introduced, “This is our Sect Leader, and these are all fellow disciples, not outsiders.”

Long Jiu still shook his head.

At this moment, Ye Feng spoke, “Without stating your identity and origin, I cannot allow you to take him away. In case Tian Xing encounters any mishap, how shall I explain it to his mother?”

Long Jiu’s gaze sharpened as he spoke to Long Tianxing, “So your mother is still alive, no wonder I couldn’t sense the bloodline’s presence in you before.”

Hearing this, everyone was confused.

What does Long Tianxing’s mother being alive have to do with sensing his bloodline presence?

Only Ye Feng appeared thoughtful.

Previously, Long Zhenchuan had told him to try and keep Long Tianxing within a three-hundred-mile radius of Whitefloat City. Now that Long Jiu mentioned the survival of Long Tianxing’s mother being linked to the sensing of the bloodline, could it mean that once Long Tianxing left his mother’s three-hundred-mile vicinity, people like Long Jiu would sense his bloodline?

Ye Feng fell deep into thought.

Then, Long Jiu said again to Long Tianxing, “Don’t you want to know about your father’s background? Or rather, don’t you wish to save him?”

The latter part of the sentence caused a jolt in Long Tianxing’s heart, and he clenched his fists as he asked, “What’s happened to my father?”

“All I can tell you is that he is still alive, but it will be very difficult to see him. If you come with me, there might be a chance to save him.” Long Jiu was growing impatient and was considering forcefully taking Long Tianxing away.

“Under these uncertain conditions, as Sect Leader, I will not let you take him away.” Ye Feng stood up, his tone firm and resolute.

As the Sect Leader, he had to take responsibility for his disciple.

If something untoward happened to Long Tianxing and he never returned, how would he face Long Zhenchuan?

“The whereabouts of the younger generation of my clan are not yours to manage!” Long Jiu could no longer hold back and finally made his move.

A hurricane struck, instantly enveloping Long Tianxing and sucking him towards Long Jiu.

“Sect Master, save me!” Long Tianxing shouted in panic.

Ye Feng summoned the Mini Banana Palm Fan and gave it a forceful wave.

A wind of magic-breaking unfurled, calming the hurricane that had wrapped Long Tianxing.

“Dare to obstruct the great plan of my clan, don’t blame me for taking action!” Long Jiu’s face was cold as ice. His body flickered, and a reddish-gold light shadow appeared behind him. His speed surged, reaching Long Tianxing’s side in an instant, grabbing his shoulder, ready to leave.

“How audacious! To snatch someone before my very eyes.” Ji Wushuang’s face, having been ignored several times, turned frosty. She took out a Messenger Paper Crane, ready to call the Law Enforcement Team.

Whoosh!

Ye Feng suddenly accelerated, stirring up a fierce wind that even blew the Messenger Paper Crane away.

Then, under the shocked gazes of Ji Wushuang and the others, Ye Feng instantly crossed dozens of meters, throwing a punch at Long Jiu’s chest, sending him flying and smashing a person-shaped hole in the ceiling.

“Sorry about that, I’ll pay for the ceiling when the bill comes.” Ye Feng retracted his fist, apologizing to the fat chef with a stunned look with a smile.

Ji Wushuang and Que Ning’an watched Ye Feng, unable to imagine he could deliver such a powerful punch, one that even Long Jiu at the Fourth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm couldn’t withstand.

High in the sky.

Long Jiu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

He had never expected Ye Feng to be this strong.

Just with the power of that one punch, Ye Feng was no less proficient than him, who was at the Fourth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm. If they were to spar face-to-face, Long Jiu believed he could evenly match Ye Feng, but it was his negligence that led to the injury from that punch.

“No good, I must retreat!”

Long Jiu didn’t dare to linger and immediately left the place.

“Sect Master, it seems he has left.” Long Tianxing could sense Long Jiu’s aura fading until it was barely perceptible, which probably meant he had fled the scene.

“Mm.” Ye Feng nodded.

After Long Jiu’s commotion, the people present lost their appetite for food, and the shopping plan that was set was thus abandoned.

After they were full and quenched, Ye Feng took his disciples back to Feihua Garden.

“Sect Master Ye, this place is within the range of our Divine Wind Sword Sect’s mountain gate. That person shouldn’t dare to show up, but we can’t guarantee he won’t sneak into Divine Wind City,” Ji Wushuang said, standing outside Feihua Garden, giving Ye Feng a clasped-hand salute.

The implication in Ji Wushuang’s words was clear.

Long Jiu wouldn’t dare to barge into the Divine Wind Sword Sect to capture someone, but once they left the Divine Wind Mountain Range, they needed to be more vigilant.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of my disciples.” Ye Feng nodded.

“Then I shall take my leave, and we’ll meet again at the Sword Child ceremony tomorrow.” Having said that, Ji Wushuang turned and left.

After flying past several mountain peaks, Ji Wushuang arrived at the base of the Law Enforcement Team.

Enforcement Peak.

A beautiful young woman dressed in a yellow dress, her face veiled, stood in the Enforcement Hall. She stood with her hands behind her back, gazing at the bright moon above, with four maids wearing jade plaques inscribed with “Divine Wind Sword Sect” standing behind her.

“Disciple Ji Wushuang greets the Peak Master.”

Ji Wushuang bowed respectfully to Mu Ruxue.

Every Sword Child, before officially taking over as Sect Master, held another important position.

Peak Master of Enforcement Peak!

Although Mu Ruxue’s cultivation level was far below that of the few Law Enforcement Elders of Enforcement Peak, her status was above that of ordinary Inner Sect Elders, second only to the Supreme Elder, Sect Master, Deputy Sect Master, and Great Elders.

One could say that the entire Enforcement Peak was Mu Ruxue’s.

All the elders and disciples of Enforcement Peak were at Mu Ruxue’s command.

“How are the arrangements going?” Mu Ruxue did not turn around, her voice as cold as ever.

Ji Wushuang quickly replied, “Rest assured, Peak Master, everything has been arranged properly.”

“Good, that’s good to hear,” Mu Ruxue nodded slightly, “Although the Misty Sect’s power is still weak now, they have good potential. Try to foster good relations with them, as they will become an important force for us in the future.”

“Yes.” Ji Wushuang nodded but did not leave.

“Is there anything else?” Mu Ruxue turned around, her veil fluttering and her dress floating, like a dancing immortal.

Ji Wushuang recalled Long Jiu and Long Tianxing and pondered whether to report the evening’s events.