The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

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The wind howled.

Dust swirled upon the ground, gradually covering Feng Chuan's body, making him appear even more disheveled.

"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy!"

At this moment, more than ten Quasi-Saints flew over, surrounding Feng Chuan with expressions filled with embarrassment.

They were the elders from the Wanzong Holy Land.

"Feng Chuan has been defeated, I will not kill him in this battle." Xiao Cangtian waved his hand and sheathed the Primordial Dragon Sword, while the dragon scales on his body receded into his skin and his aura settled back to normal.

The great battle had not consumed much of his energy.

In his view, he could fight three Feng Chuans.

"We thank the Fellow Daoist for your mercy!"

"Our Wanzong Holy Land is immensely grateful!"

"Gentlemen, farewell!"

Two elders from the Wanzong Holy Land supported the unconscious Feng Chuan, one on his left and one on his right, while the remaining elders bowed to the surroundings and then tore through the void together, preparing to return to the Wanzong Holy Land.

But, suddenly, the unexpected occurred!

In the high sky, countless seven-colored lights converged to form an enormous ethereal figure, looking down coldly at everyone below.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Then, their expressions changed drastically, and they knelt on one knee, clasping their fists and bowing: "We have seen the Heavenly Dao!"

The Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou Continent appeared indifferent.

This was his usual manner towards the myriad beings.

Only when facing peers like Ye Feng, or those of higher ranks like the Tyrant Emperor, would he interact as equals or show great respect.

"Today, I have announcements to make!"

As the voice of the Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou Continent sounded, everyone immediately listened attentively, daring not to utter any nonsense.

"First, Shenzhou is grateful to Sect Master Ye for acting and resolving the crisis from the Celestial Clan, and Misty Sect is hereby granted the title of Quasi-Holy Land."

"Second, for special reasons, the Son of Destiny Ye Feng will no longer serve as the Son of Destiny of Shenzhou."

"Third, the position of the Son of Destiny is now vacant. Any junior with great wisdom and resolve is eligible to succeed. Youngsters, cultivate diligently!"

With that, the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao vanished swiftly.

The seven-colored auspicious clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the warm sunlight fell, making everyone's face seem gilded in gold.

"A Quasi-Holy Land!"

"The Son of Destiny stepping down!"

"These are bombshell announcements indeed!"

After the Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou disappeared, the people from various forces could no longer contain the shock in their hearts and blurted out.

"Senior, what is a Quasi-Holy Land?"

Someone, not understanding what a Quasi-Holy Land meant, quickly asked a knowledgeable senior beside them.

"A Quasi-Holy Land is an honorary title. A force that obtains this title can bypass the decisions of the other Holy Lands and ascend directly to a Holy Land, so long as they meet the inherent requirements."

The knowledgeable senior explained.

Hearing this, the disciples of Misty Sect watching nearby all widened their eyes, feeling as if blessings had rained down from heaven.

At the summit of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng also heard this news, and looking beside him, he saw the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou appear, nodding to him.

"This is what Misty Sect deserves."

After speaking, the Heavenly Dao vanished again.

Ye Feng stroked his chin, feeling that the "Quasi-Holy Land" title awarded to Misty Sect by the Heavenly Dao was quite good.

"Next, continue to strive with full force towards becoming a Five-Star Force!"

Ye Feng looked forward to the future.

Nowadays, Misty Sect had already met the qualifications to ascend as a Five-Star Force in every aspect, except for the number of disciples.

As for Whitefloat City, which was under the sect's jurisdiction, after becoming a Four-Star Level city, it was in a phase of explosive development.

With Gong Qingqiu as the City Lord, Ye Feng believed that it would not take many years for Whitefloat City to also become a Five-Star City.

By then, Misty Sect would roughly meet the conditions for ascension to a Holy Land. Relying on the honorary title of "Quasi-Holy Land," they could ascend to a true Holy Land on their merit alone.

As Ye Feng contemplated the future, the words of the Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou seemed to take flight, spreading rapidly.

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Half a day later, in Wanzong Holy Land.

"Ye Feng has stepped down as the Son of Destiny?!"

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Feng Chuan lay on a jade platform of Four Star transcendent spiritual treasure level, jolting awake to the news announced by Heavenly Dao, quite shocked.

"Mmm, that's right, it might be because Ye Feng's strength is too strong, exceeding the limit of the Son of Destiny, he has already stepped down, meaning, Feng Chuan, you have a chance!"

The Grand Elder of Wanzong Holy Land patted Feng Chuan on the shoulder.

Ever since Feng Chuan advanced to Third Turn Quasi-Saint, all the elders, along with the Holy Master, of Wanzong Holy Land had regarded Feng Chuan as the next Holy Master.

Although Feng Chuan's combat prowess wasn't high, his potential was enormous.

As long as Wanzong Holy Land cultivated him with all their might, Feng Chuan would surely rapidly ascend to Four-Turn Quasi-Saint and perhaps even achieve Saint Ascension within a hundred years!

By that time, Wanzong Holy Land would become even more powerful.

"Yes! I have a chance now!"

Feng Chuan was ecstatic.

He was the Chosen One, just one step away from being the Son of Destiny, and this was his lifelong dream.

"But currently, Xiao Cangtian seems to have a greater chance of winning," sighed an elder at the Third Turn Quasi-Saint level, shaking his head.

Hearing this, Feng Chuan clenched his fists.

The Great Elder said with a stern face:

"Second Elder, let's not boost the morale of others and diminish our own prestige. Xiao Cangtian is strong, but the Saint Heir is not weak."

"The Saint Heir cannot defeat Xiao Cangtian because he has only recently broken through and is consolidating his cultivation, unable to promptly cultivate Saint-level Divine Powers."

"Otherwise, the outcome of this fight is still uncertain."

Having said that, the Great Elder looked towards Feng Chuan.

"Saint Heir, from today onwards, Wanzong Holy Land will support you with the full power of the Holy Land, providing you with the Saint-level Divine Techniques created by our Holy Master for your cultivation, ensuring a significant increase in your strength."

Upon hearing this, all the elders became serious.

The implications of the Great Elder's words were clear.

With Feng Chuan's sufficient talent, Wanzong Holy Land would support his cultivation fully, even if it meant forcibly raising his power, to elevate Feng Chuan to the Saint Entry Realm.

Because he was the hope of Wanzong Holy Land!

"Good, I will definitely not let down the fervent hopes of the elders, diligently cultivating and striving to achieve Saint Ascension as soon as possible."

Feng Chuan was overjoyed.

He had falsely claimed that he received an inheritance from a powerful entity in the starry sky, and thus his cultivation level skyrocketed to Third Turn Quasi-Saint level, firstly to cover the lie and secondly to gain the full support of Wanzong Holy Land in his cultivation.

Now, his plan had succeeded!

With the support of the Tree of Life and the full backing of Wanzong Holy Land, coupled with his aptitude, ascending to the Saint Entry Realm was only a matter of time.

In the Holy Temple.

Only the Second Elder's eyes flickered slightly.

He always felt that Feng Chuan was hiding something, feeling uneasy in his heart, but since all the elders present were supporting Feng Chuan, he had no choice but to agree.

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Throughout the Shenzhou Continent.

The news of Misty Sect advancing to the Quasi-Holy Land and Ye Feng stepping down as the Son of Destiny became the hot topic of discussion on the streets and alleyways.

There was another topic too.

That was Feng Chuan's strength!

"What do you guys think of Feng Chuan?"

"Feng Chuan? Hah, nothing but a jumping clown!"

"Exactly! The man's all talk, we initially thought he could really suppress Xiao Cangtian with a single slap!"

"Who would have thought that after all his efforts, he could only knock off a few of Xiao Cangtian's scales, which made me laugh."

"Haha, you've got to admit, Feng Chuan's quite the comedian."

"I really wish he would come out to do stand-up comedy more often."

Throughout the Shenzhou Continent, countless people discussed this topic, and as it spread, it even overshadowed the other hot topics of the Quasi-Holy Land and the stepping down of the Son of Destiny.

Inside Wanzong Holy Land.

Upon learning of the messages coming from all over the Shenzhou Continent, Feng Chuan discovered that everyone thought he was weak, with little strength besides being able to talk big.

"I am utterly furious!"

Feng Chuan angrily smashed a teacup.

"Wait until I perfect the Saint-level Divine Technique 'Myriad Streams towards Primordial', stronger than 'All Laws Return to One'; I'll show you!"

'Myriad Streams towards Primordial' was Wanzong Holy Land's most challenging Divine Technique.

Having reached the Beginner level, Feng Chuan had already been hailed as a "freak" by the many elders of Wanzong Holy Land.

If he could perfect it, its power would be even more terrifying.

Feng Chuan felt that once he perfected 'Myriad Streams towards Primordial', he would be capable of crushing Xiao Cangtian in a fair fight at the same cultivation level.