The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 100: Chapter 100 The celebration ends perfectly, secret deliberation

Translator: 549690339

“Could it be ‘Earth Escape’ again?”

The crowd hurriedly glanced at the ground.

But they couldn’t find anything.

There was no trace of Mo Ying, not in the sky nor underground.

Bai Minglu was on high alert.

He had calculated the various routes Mo Ying might take to attack him and was ready to adjust his position at any moment to directly defeat her with a Sword Drawing Technique, earning himself a splendid victory.

But Mo Ying didn’t play by the rules.

She vanished into thin air!

What’s more, it didn’t seem to be ‘Earth Escape’.

“No good, I have to take to the air, staying on the ground is too passive,” Bai Minglu thought, preparing to leap up immediately.

“Watch out behind you!” Just then, Longguai Zhenren sensed Mo Ying’s presence and couldn’t help but shout out loud to alert him.

Bai Minglu suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and spun around, only to find Mo Ying standing right behind him.

At that moment, Bai Minglu’s sword was only drawn three inches before he sighed, resheathing the sword.

“I’ve lost…”

It was only then that the crowd saw Mo Ying holding the Breeze-riding Sword, its tip an inch from Bai Minglu’s back.

With just a slight thrust forward, Bai Minglu would have fallen.

“Even I nearly failed to react in time, such a fearsome assassination spell,” Longguai Zhenren commented with a serious expression.

If he were in Bai Minglu’s place, even if not fatal, an ambush would have left him severely injured.

“We won!”

“Senior Sister Mo is powerful!”

Compared to the dejection of Qingyun Sect and the shock of the other sects, the Misty Sect’s side burst into cheers.

Clang!

Mo Ying sheathed her sword and appeared beside Ye Feng, asking, “Sect Leader, how was it?”

“Mmm, very fast,” Ye Feng nodded, expressing his satisfaction.

The spell that Mo Ying had executed was the perfected First Grade ‘Backstab’, not significant in straightforward combat but exceedingly potent when unexpected.

Bai Minglu had lost as soon as he began to draw his sword.

The gap in this match was too wide.

“Let’s go!” Longguai Zhenren had no face left to stay any longer.

“Wait, Longguai Zhenren!” Ye Feng suddenly spoke up, “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Longguai Zhenren clenched his staff tightly, stopping Xi Xinyu about to speak, and turned to look at Ye Feng, saying, “Sect Master Ye, it was our mistake to disturb your High Ranked Sect’s promotion ceremony today. There will be other days, we take our leave!”

Ye Feng tactfully leaned back, “Sorry, I’m not interested in that Elder position.”

Longguai Zhenren’s brow furrowed, confused by the remark, and he left Misty Peak with his three disciples in tow.

“The Misty Sect is truly formidable, even making Qingyun Sect leave in low spirits.”

“But by doing this, the Misty Sect has certainly offended Qingyun Sect.”

“Sect Master Ye is the Chosen One; is he really afraid of Qingyun Sect?”

“Chosen One or not, how could he be a match for the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect? That person is about to reach the Seventh Element Gathering and is a top-tier powerhouse.”

The sect leaders from various sects began to gossip.

Ye Feng remained silent.

The Deputy City Lord said to the orchestra behind him, “What are you waiting for? Keep playing the music and proceed with the investiture ceremony!”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

The orchestra promptly resumed their performance.

Zhou Jiaqian immediately lifted the Misty Sect’s plaque, and Ye Feng personally hung it above the gate and unveiled the red cloth with the Xuan Ye Flying Sword.

From that point on, Misty Sect was officially elevated to High Ranked.

“Congratulations, Sect Master Ye!”

“Congratulations all around!”

The scene now began with an exchange of pleasantries amongst merchants.

Since each sect had its own secrets, the guests tastefully only stayed in the Sect Leader’s Great Hall for a short while, sipped tea, presented their prepared gifts, became acquainted with Ye Feng, and then departed one after another.

“Sect Master Ye, do remember to find some time to come to Nishang Palace and give some guidance to my good-for-nothing disciples.” The Nishang Palace Master said with a warm smile as she was leaving.

“Of course,” Ye Feng nodded.

After they had left, Yan Ruyu ran up behind Ye Feng and poked his shoulder with her snow-white finger.

“What’s up?” Ye Feng asked.

“Who was that person? I find her so scary, like a tigress that might eat someone.” Yan Ruyu shrank her neck, looking frightened.

Ye Feng couldn’t help but laugh.

Yan Ruyu had completely lost the memories of her past life, but deep down she still inherited the aversion and fear of the Nishang Palace Master.

He explained, “Don’t be scared, she won’t dare to lay a hand on you, and besides, you have me in front of you!”

“Yeah!” Yan Ruyu felt warmth in her heart.

At that moment, the Deputy City Lord gave Ye Feng a fist salute and then soared into the sky with Lu Shanyue, leaving Misty Peak.

Xin Guangxuan, however, stayed behind. Seeing Lu Shanyue leaving, he heaved a sigh of relief, as if he feared another beating.

Before she left, Liu Yuzhi examined Misty Peak and was envious to find that the concentration of spiritual energy here was even higher than in Yunhua Sect, “I truly envy you, Sect Master Ye. Not only are you protected by Heroic Spirits, you’ve also obtained a spirit vein.”

Ye Feng’s eyes flickered slightly, “Elder Yuzhi can tell there’s a spirit vein here?”

“Of course, I can tell. Although your sect’s spirit vein is just the weakest micro type. Even so, it is sufficient for upgrading to a Star-Level Sect. Compared to us, Yunhua Sect is falling behind,” sighed Liu Yuzhi.

Recalling that Yunhua Sect was just one step short of becoming a Star-Level Sect, Ye Feng asked, “Could it be that your sect has no spirit vein?”

“No, we have one,” Liu Yuzhi shook her head, “It’s just that the spirit vein of our Yunhua Sect has been severed. In ten more years, the spiritual energy will be completely exhausted, failing to meet the promotion criteria for a Star-Level Sect.”

Liu Yuzhi paused, then said, “I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll head back to the sect. Sect Master Ye, if you have the time, you’re always welcome to visit Yunhua Sect for guidance.”

With that, Liu Yuzhi, together with Lin Yuyan and the others, took their leave.

At the moment of parting, Lin Yuyan gave Huo Yunjie a look and waved, “Yun Jie, my friend, I still owe you a meal. If there’s a chance, I’ll treat you another time.”

As her voice fell, she was already a flying figure in the distance.

“Wow, Junior Brother, a beautiful lady is asking you out for a meal!” Shi Lei said enviously, “But, why does no one ask me?”

Huo Yunjie did not speak.

Ye Feng, however, laughed, “You’re too honest. If you’re not a bit more flirtatious, who would ask you out?”

“Flirtatious?” Shi Lei scratched his head and stuck out his rear, “Is that the way, Sect Master Uncle?”

Ye Feng rolled his eyes and was too lazy to continue the topic. Instead, he looked at Long Zhenchuan and Jia Li’an, who were still standing nearby, “Are the two family heads planning to stay for a meal?”

Xin Guangxuan quickly interjected, “Sect Master Ye, I’d also like to sponge off a meal.”

Long Zhenchuan glanced at Xin Guangxuan and said to Ye Feng, “For Tian Xing to join Misty Sect is a blessing to my Long Family. Rather than choosing a date, today might as well be the day. I’d like to treat the whole Misty Sect to a meal.”

Not to be outdone, Jia Li’an said, “My daughter Yu Lan is also a disciple of Misty Sect. How can I let Patriarch Long be the only one to treat?”

“How about this, I’ll host and you two pay the bill?” Ye Feng chuckled.

Faced with this unassailable proposal, Long Zhenchuan and Jia Li’an were dumbstruck, eventually giving a thumbs-up at the same time.

A moment later, all the disciples rushed out of Misty Peak, flying toward the busiest restaurant in Whitefloat City.

Xin Guangxuan followed gleefully on the side, ready to sponge off the meal.

A hundred miles from Misty Peak, in the heart of the Fuyun Gloomy Forest, within the depths of an underground cave, two figures converged.

“The latest news, Misty Sect has been promoted to a High Ranked Sect, and it seems to have a spirit vein inside. It must be infiltrated and severed,” said an old Daoist clad in a black robe, his eyes sunken and devoid of pupils, obviously under the effect of the “Soul Control Technique.”

The other person, concealed in the darkness, took a long time before a hoarse voice responded, “I have observed the stars at night and foresee that in three days, dark clouds will cover the sky. That will be the best opportunity to act.”

“Good, at that time, this true person’s doppelgänger will assist from the side. Combined with the cooperation of the snake and wolf demons, we must sever the spirit vein and strip away the core nucleus,” the old Daoist said with a sinister laugh.

The piercing voice echoed through the underground cavern, sending chills down the spine…