The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Souhun Zhenren let out an excited pig’s squeal.

He was looking forward to tonight.

For he was about to transform!

“Ye Feng, you just wait for me!”

Souhun Zhenren stood upright, gazing into the sky as if he could see Ye Feng standing against him, his eyes brimming with rage as he let out a sharp squeal.

Qinghun Zhenren was silent, appearing very calm.

Ji Ziling, Jia Yulan, and Ouyang Yu moved at a swift pace.

They arrived at Yunxiao Ancient City just around noon.

“It’s said that the City Lord of Yunxiao Ancient City, named ‘Zhuang Gaoyi’, is a peak Qi Refining Realm expert who failed to break through to the Element Gathering Realm. His strength is extremely formidable, undefeated below the rank of Demon General or Element Gathering Realm.”

That was the information Jia Yulan had gleaned.

Ouyang Yu sheathed the Qingfeng Sword and asked, “Senior Sister, why did you call me here too?”

Jia Yulan revealed a smile, “You’re so good with numbers, and besides, your family runs a trading company. You must have a sharp business mind. When we buy Spiritual Sand and Spirit Soil later, we’ll rely on you to bargain.”

“Oh, got it,” Ouyang Yu nodded.

Meanwhile, Ji Ziling looked around with a face full of curiosity and turned to Jia Yulan, “Senior Sister, I’m not very familiar with the methods mentioned in the mission briefing. How do you think I should train to enhance our Sect’s reputation more quickly?”

After thinking for a while, Jia Yulan said, “In my opinion, as long as others are aware of our Misty Sect’s existence, that amounts to enhancing our reputation.”

“Oh, I understand now!” Ji Ziling glanced around, then tore a piece of paper from the wall and headed towards the center of Yunxiao Ancient City.

“Is that… an arena fight?” Jia Yulan noticed the paper in Ji Ziling’s hands and could see three striking characters.

“Arena fight?”

Ouyang Yu blinked, “Does that mean, Sister Ziling intends to fight someone to bolster our Sect’s reputation?”

Jia Yulan didn’t speak.

She looked at the blue brick wall beside her and pointed at the notice posted on it, reading softly, “Yunxiao Ancient City Arena Fight, open to all who are able. The victor will receive 10 lower-grade Spirit Stones, 100 pounds of Spiritual Sand, and 100 pounds of Spirit Soil. Registration fee… one lower-grade Spirit Stone?”

“That’s clearly a money trap!”

“Ugh! Sister Ziling is probably being scammed. Let’s go and have a look,” she said.

After that, Jia Yulan led the way.

Ouyang Yu gripped the Qingfeng Sword.

Ye Feng once warned that when traveling outside, even in sleep, one must always remain vigilant to avoid being ambushed, which is the only way to live a longer life.

Remembering this, Ouyang Yu seemed relaxed while walking and window-shopping, but underneath, she was ready to act at any moment.

Jia Yulan was the same.

Only Ji Ziling, a beginner, was unaware of this.

Before long, the trio reached the city center.

There was a hundred-meter-square plaza currently designated as the arena, surrounded by stands filled with spectators in the nearby buildings.

In the arena.

Two Qi Refining Realm Third Layer cultivators were engaged in fierce combat.

“Rage of the Ram!”

One of the cultivators moved his hands quickly through an incantation, then pushed out with both palms. The aura from his body surged forward, instantly forming a giant ram’s shadow that knocked his opponent flying out cold.

“Hahaha, who else?”

The victorious Qi Refiner laughed.

“I’ll take you on!”

A delicate female voice rang out, immediately capturing everyone’s attention.

A beautiful girl with purple hair reaching down to her calves stepped onto the stage and pointed at the Qi Refiner, “I’ve just paid the registration fee. Now, let me challenge you.”

That girl was Ji Ziling.

The rules of the arena fight were simple.

Enter the ring for a bout, and the winner becomes the defender. A streak of ten victories would win the prize.

However, today hundreds had already competed, with the most consecutive wins being seven.

“Yo!”

“It’s a purple-haired beauty!”

“Beauty, give us a smile!”

The crowd of nearly a thousand spectators in the surrounding buildings burst into noisy chatter.

“You challenge me?” The Qi Refiner burst into laughter, “Alright, seeing as you’re so pretty, I’ll let you have the first move.”

“Alright, thank you!” Ji Ziling said with a charming smile.

Bang!

A Vitality Bullet burst forth, knocking the Qi Refining Realm cultivator flying, pushing him dozens of meters across before he hung spread-eagled on a tree.

The venue abruptly fell silent!

Below the platform.

Jia Yulan and Ouyang Yu yawned.

Although Ji Ziling looked innocent, she was actually once the High Priest of an ancient town, a guardian god-like figure. From a young age, she fought against demonic beasts within the Cave Heaven World, so she was far from a combat novice.

On the contrary, her talent for combat was extremely strong.

“Do you think Ziling can win?” Ouyang Yu asked.

“The chances are not high, after all, Ziling is only at the peak of the Fourth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm, plus just entered the second rank of Divine Sense Power, and with ‘Wind Spirit Steps,’ ‘Spirit Disc Flying Blade,’ ‘Vitality Bullet,’ three First Grade Spells at Perfection, her comprehensive level is roughly that of the peak of the Sixth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm. If the organizers bring out a Seventh Layer Qi Refining Realm, Ziling is very likely to lose.”

Although Jia Yulan was a well-bred young lady, it didn’t mean she was out of touch with reality.

Understanding plenty about these intricacies, she paused, then Jia Yulan lowered her voice and explained, “For events like this platform competition, the organizers never start anything without the assurance of profit. Once someone wins six or seven consecutive fights, they’ll be blocked by a stronger fighter, and as a result, no one ever secures the rewards.”

Ouyang Yu’s delicate willow-shaped eyebrows knit slightly in frustration, “Isn’t that just scamming people? When our family conducts business, we ensure fairness and rely on reputation to retain customers.”

You’re young!” Jia Yulan patted Ouyang Yu on the shoulder.

Above the platform.

Ji Ziling, looking at the dumbstruck onlookers, shouted, “The first round is mine, who’s next to challenge me?”

As her voice rang out, the crowd came back to their senses.

“Incredible, the purple-haired beauty was hiding her true strength, only revealing she was a seasoned Qi Refining Realm cultivator at the peak of the Fourth Layer when she made her move.”

“Could she be the disciple of the City Lord?”

“Doesn’t City Lord Zhuang have disciples?”

The onlookers buzzed with comments.

Then, a handsome young man dressed in white stepped onto the platform and bowed to Ji Ziling, “I am Qiu Chengji, may I have the honor of sharing a drink with you?”

Ji Ziling sized up Qiu Chengji, then suddenly, a Vitality Bullet blasted him away, leaving him twitching on the ground, utterly disheveled.

“Once you step onto the stage, you are considered a challenger, we’ll begin the third match.”

Outside the platform, an old man with white eyebrows who was presiding over the sparring declared in a deep voice, then after a pause, he added, “If you’re longing for a woman, head to No. 19 Cuilin Road, not the platform.”

“Hahaha…”

The crowd burst into laughter.

The humiliated Qiu Chengji in white quickly left with a face ashen as iron.

“I’ll take on this purple-haired friend,” a burly man built like an iron tower took to the stage, revealing the cultivation of the peak of the Fourth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm. As soon as he appeared, he prepared his defenses.

“Wind Spirit Step!”

Ji Ziling suddenly dashed forward, her body light and graceful, easily leaping over ten meters high, crossing over the burly man’s head to appear behind him.

“How clever, she’s found my weakness!” exclaimed the burly man, his eyes concentrating as he quickly turned around, only to find that his body seemed to be held down by an invisible force, leaving him unable to move. Shocked, he exclaimed, “What power is this?”

Bang!

A Vitality Bullet slammed into the burly man’s back, causing him to stagger.

Ji Ziling landed from her leap and swiftly closed in. A sweeping kick brought him down to the ground.

“I concede!”

Seeing Ji Ziling preparing another Vitality Bullet, the burly man quickly raised his hands.

“Three consecutive victories, that was fast!”

“What exactly happened just now? Why would that burly man leave an opening like that on purpose?”

The onlookers admitted their confusion.

Only Jia Yulan showed a look of sudden realization, murmuring, “So she used the invisible Divine Sense Power to restrain the burly man, no wonder he couldn’t move.”

Back in the Taiyue Mountain Range, Jia Yulan and Li Jiaojiao had faced off against Han San, and they knew the formidable nature of Divine Sense Power very well.

“Next, it’s my turn.”

A middle-aged man wielding a longsword stepped onto the stage, displaying the cultivation of the Fifth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm.

“Now the real show begins!”

The crowd watched with wide eyes.

A cultivator of the Fifth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm facing off against one at the peak of the Fourth Layer should manage to win, right?

However…

Before the sword-wielding middle-aged man could even draw his blade, he was hit in the chest by a Vitality Bullet and fell to the ground.

The entire place was in an uproar!