The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

As an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact, the main purpose of the Wind Spirit Pearl was to strengthen the power of Heroic Spirits, generate shields, and it even came with the functionality of a Wind Halting Pearl.

The really impressive part, though, was the three strands of Wind Element Spirit Energy.

In the past, Ye Feng had always used the Wind Element Spirit Energy as Sword Qi, but today, he discovered that it could also transform into light ropes, which even Qingyun Zhenren of the sixth level of the Element Gathering Realm couldn’t break free from.

On the ground.

Everyone stood next to the deep pit, looking down at Qingyun Zhenren lying in the pit in a straight line, shaking all over. They couldn’t tell if it was out of fear or anger.

“Ye Feng, let… let go of this Alliance Hierarch!” Qingyun Zhenren gritted his teeth.

He suddenly felt so embarrassed that he had even lost to Ye Feng.

“Deputy City Lord, let’s go!” Ye Feng glanced at Qingyun Zhenren and shouted to the Deputy City Lord of Whitefloat City before preparing to leave.

“Wait, untie me,” Qingyun Zhenren shouted again.

Ye Feng started walking without paying any attention.

“Sect Master Ye, since you’ve defeated Qingyun Zhenren, from now on, the position of Alliance Hierarch of the Demon Subjugation Alliance is yours,” Yunhua Zhenren said with great joy.

Ye Feng had a good relationship with him.

If Ye Feng became the Alliance Hierarch, he would support him with both hands and feet.

“Yes, Sect Master Ye, you will be our Alliance Hierarch from now on,” the Sect Leader of Liuyun Sect was also happy for Ye Feng to take the position, after all, his strength was there for all to see.

“What’s so good about being an Alliance Hierarch? Whoever wants to be it, can have it,” Ye Feng said as he soared into the sky and soon disappeared into the horizon.

“Fellow Sect Masters, I take my leave,” said the Deputy City Lord as he hurriedly made his escape.

The Sect Leaders of Liuyun Sect and the others exchanged glances with helpless expressions and had no choice but to leave. The freshly established Demon Subjugation Alliance disbanded on the spot.

“Damn it, untie me!”

In the pit, Qingyun Zhenren was still roaring.

…

Misty Peak.

Ye Feng sat in a lounge chair.

Whenever he thought back to his experience in the Underground Ancient City, he would smirk slightly and think that the dissolution of the Demon Subjugation Alliance was actually a good thing. Otherwise, with a small-minded Alliance Hierarch like Qingyun Zhenren, it was better to leave the alliance.

“I feel like I’ve forgotten something…”

Ye Feng suddenly slapped his head, “Right, I haven’t untied Qingyun Zhenren. But after an hour, he will naturally free himself, so it doesn’t matter.”

…

Five-Colors City.

Mo Ying and Ji Ziling were walking in the Nanlu Mountain Range outside the city.

“Senior sister, punishing the wicked and eradicating evildoers is so satisfying. I still remember the cheers from the people around when we threw that bullying baddie into the manure pit. It made me feel so good,” Ji Ziling said, holding a fine sword while walking along the road.

Mo Ying carried the Breeze-riding Sword on her back without speaking.

Soon after.

The two women arrived at a mountain village.

The local customs were simple, with no disasters, and there was no need for them to take action.

At that moment, a cloud of demonic creatures appeared in the sky, drawing Ji Ziling’s attention. She gripped her fine sword and said solemnly, “It seems like demons.”

“No,” Mo Ying stopped Ji Ziling.

To Ji Ziling’s surprise, the cloud-like demonic creatures in the sky began to rain down, watering the crops of the villagers.

“Thank you, Immortal Yun!”

The villagers watched their crops grow robustly, running and singing praises to the cloud demon in the rain, expressing their gratitude.

“There’s nothing for us here; let’s continue south,” Mo Ying pinched the sword art and, with Ji Ziling, flew towards the deeper parts of the Nanlu Mountain Range on their swords.

Dozens of miles away.

In the northern section of the Nanlu Mountain Range.

The Shape-shifting Beast self-styled as the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was hugging two beauties, sitting in the cave on the mountainside, playing drinking games and having a blast.

Suddenly, a figure appeared.

“It’s Sect Master Ye!”

The two beauties immediately paid their respects.

“You… how did you get here?” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch looked at Ye Feng, eyes widening in surprise, and quickly sent the two beauties away.

“I need a favor from you,” Ye Feng said as he sat down, looking troubled.

Ten minutes earlier.

Ye Feng was sitting in a lounge chair, preparing to rest.

Then suddenly, the Dog System popped up with a side mission.

[Side Mission: Infiltrate Demon City to gather intelligence]

[Mission Duration: Seven days]

[Mission Reward: One Middle Grade Refinement Furnace, one Explosive Spirit Pill]

[Completion: 0%]

The System had said that side missions could be chosen to accept or refuse without any punishment either way.

At first, Ye Feng wasn’t interested.

But when he saw “Middle Grade Refinement Furnace,” he was tempted.

With a Refining Furnace, Misty Sect could forge Spiritual Artifacts, but currently, they were unable to refine Spirit Mines and had to ask Zheng Yaoshou for help.

However, if they had a Refinement Furnace, it would be much more convenient.

Additionally, Ye Feng himself was interested in scouting out Demon City, so he prepared to set out. But after thinking it over, Ye Feng realized that infiltrating on his own would be difficult, so he thought of the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, who had the talent for shapeshifting.

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch poured tea for Ye Feng and asked, “What is it that you need, Sect Master?”

“Come with me to Demon City to gather information. If you don’t want to go… I’ll beat you!” Ye Feng stated his purpose. Just sitting there, he gave the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch a terrible and sinister feeling, who couldn’t help swallowing nervously.

“I’ll go!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch spoke with a double meaning.

…

Demon City, originally called Shuiyang City.

The city is located a thousand miles northwest of Yunxiao Ancient City, on the southern side of a huge mountain range called Guan Mountain, and is bisected by the Taichuan River, which is about a hundred meters wide, into southern and northern districts.

At the moment, ten miles outside the southern gate of Demon City.

A bull-headed person wearing a mask, slowly walking along the road, was carrying a black-faced youth dressed in coarse hemp clothing.

“Sect Master, is this really okay?” the bull-headed creature muttered.

“My plan is absolutely perfect, provided that you stick to the script we rehearsed earlier,” the black-faced youth said.

“Got it!” The bull-headed person nodded slightly and, carrying the black-faced youth, continued towards Demon City.

These two were none other than the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch and Ye Feng.

Ye Feng’s side mission was to enter Demon City and gather information.

Sneaking in was an impossible task for Ye Feng, who could neither turn invisible nor cast spells.

However, after using the Heaven-Asking Mirror to spy for a long while, Ye Feng found that every day, many members of the Demon Race captured people and took them into Demon City.

And this presented an opportunity.

Ye Feng pondered for a long time and decided to disguise himself as a raggedly dressed, cultivation-less commoner, with his face smeared with the bottom of a pot, to be carried into Demon City by the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch disguised as a bull-headed person.

Since Ye Feng really looked no different from a mortal, he could play the part convincingly.

As for the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, his shapeshifting skills were unparalleled. Being a demonic beast himself, disguising as a bull-headed person was no trouble at all.

However, at this moment, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch only revealed the cultivation level of a demi-transformed demon beast, so his aura was not particularly strong.

Soon, they were only three miles away from the south gate of Demon City.

“Which squad are you from?” Two fish-headed creatures wielding steel forks flew over, exuding demi-transformed level auras, and asked the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch.

“I come from outside. I heard that Demon City is our Demon Race’s holy land, so I specially came to pledge allegiance. For this purpose, I even captured a person as a gift,” the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch said, gesturing towards the captive Ye Feng with a voice that sounded very honest.

“Another one who wants to pledge allegiance to our Demon King? Wait for us to inspect you,” the two fish-headed creatures circled the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, observing him closely, and noticed that he was indeed a demonic beast, albeit not a particularly strong one.

“Can we enter the city now?” the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch asked.

“Before entering the city, kill this person,” one of the fish-headed creatures suddenly pointed at Ye Feng and said with an indifferent tone.

“Kill him?” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was taken aback, while the bound Ye Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking his luck was truly awful.

“Hurry up and do it,” urged the fish-headed creature.

“Okay.” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch took out a mountain-splitting axe and slammed it towards Ye Feng.

But just as the axe was a foot away from Ye Feng’s neck, another fish-headed creature suddenly blocked the axe with its steel fork.

“What is the meaning of this?” the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch asked in surprise.

Ye Feng thought to himself that it was a good thing the two fish-headed creatures had called a halt; otherwise, in the next moment, he would have needed to behead them.

“You’re a qualified bull-headed person, and you may enter Demon City. This is a referral token; take it and go into the city!” One of the fish-headed creatures handed over a white bone square that had been polished.

Upon receiving it, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch saw that one side was carved with the character “Demon” and it had a unique scent that was difficult to counterfeit.

“Thank you both.”

Carrying Ye Feng and raising the recommendation talisman, he smoothly passed the city gate inspection and finally, with some shocks but no dangers, infiltrated Demon City.

Ye Feng found that most areas within Demon City had been flattened and reassembled by the Demon Race into countless dome-shaped buildings of varying styles using huge stones.

On the streets, there were also many members of the Demon Race sprinting wildly.

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch only exposed the aura of a Demi-transformed Demon Beast, but that was considered quite good in the city. At least, he hadn’t yet encountered a Demon General of the Element Gathering Realm.

“The bull-headed person over there, stop! Our Mangy Dog Army is short of a deputy, and you’ve been chosen,” a rugged voice called out, followed by a dog-headed creature wearing a steel helmet and wielding a steel trident, walking upright towards the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, pointing at him.

“Me, a deputy?” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was a bit bewildered.

“That’s right. Our Mangy Dog Army, led by the Mangy Dog Demon General, has a troop that numbers three thousand. Counting you and me, we have a total of eight deputies,” the dog-headed creature said with a proud expression.

“Agree to it for now,” Ye Feng communicated through the Spirit Beast Pavilion’s auxiliary function.

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch nodded, pointing to Ye Feng, “Okay, I can join the Mangy Dog Army. But what about this person?”

“Lock him in the dungeon,” the dog-headed creature said.

And so, Ye Feng was locked in an iron cage by the side of the road.

As for the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, maintaining his bull-headed appearance, he followed the dog-headed creature towards a large hall in the distance, blending in as a deputy who could command over a hundred members of the Demon Race.

“What bad luck!” Ye Feng sighed while sitting inside the iron cage.

Looking at the nearby water tower, he didn’t know what kind of misfortune had befallen him to end up locked up here. If he had known this would happen, he should have snuck in stealthily from the beginning.

“Right, I can cause a distraction and then find a chance to get away,” Ye Feng glanced at the water tower next to him and secretly used Heroic Spirit Power to destroy it.

Boom!

The water tower suddenly collapsed, smashing the iron cage. The flood of water instantly surged around, like a tidal wave, and Ye Feng took the opportunity to escape, but the ash covering his face was washed away by the water, revealing his handsome true face, preparing to sprint away.

However, as soon as he lifted his foot, Ye Feng froze on the spot.

Because nearby, a young woman in a white robe appeared, with three snow-white fox tails behind her—clearly the famous Three-tailed Fox.

Behind the Three-tailed Fox was an army of the Demon Race, including several Demon Generals.

All members of the Demon Race were attracted by the noise of the falling water tower and turned their heads to look at Ye Feng, who was mid-escape on the street.

At that moment, the atmosphere on the scene seemed to freeze.

“Why am I so unlucky!” Ye Feng wanted to cry but had no tears.

Seeing the attractive Ye Feng, the Three-tailed Fox’s eyes brightened, and she said, “Yo! What a handsome human scholar. Quickly capture him for me, clean him up, and bring him to my boudoir.”

“Yes!”

Two Demon Generals rubbed their hands together eagerly and started to approach Ye Feng.

The terrifying pressure, like a giant wave, pressed down on Ye Feng layer after layer, making his face turn pale.

To flee?

To fight?

Or to remain still?

Ye Feng found himself in a dilemma.