The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Sect Leader, you've emerged from seclusion!"

Gong Qingqiu and Li Wanqing rushed over, one on each side, affectionately holding onto Ye Feng's arms.

The soft warmth in his embrace stirred Ye Feng's mind into turmoil.

He lightly coughed and said:

"I've recently been in secluded training to comprehend the Laws and have made substantial progress. I'm on the verge of a breakthrough. Today is just a brief emergence to see what's been happening recently and take a stroll while I'm at it."

As he finished speaking, he glanced at Gong Qingqiu and Li Wanqing's hands. His face turned red, and the two women, realizing their excitement might have been excessive, hurriedly let go. Their delicate faces flushed a deep crimson.

"Let me take a look at what's been going on lately."

Ye Feng slowly released his Divine Sense.

Moments passed.

He had already grasped all the recent events, and the smile at the corners of his lips grew wider.

"Well, well!"

"Hong Miao and Baiyu just couldn't resist their loneliness and made a move against you two."

"However, even without the Empress of the Divine Spirit Ancient Country or the Goddess of War assisting you, there's no way Hong Miao or Baiyu could possess you. After all, the Identity Tokens I left you with are no mere trifles."

"As for Feng Chuan and the others, they're minor problems. I knew about them establishing Tianji Pavilion long ago but kept silent because I wanted to leave it as a trial for you."

As he said this, Ye Feng's smile widened even more.

Gong Qingqiu and Li Wanqing's bright eyes widened as they stared at Ye Feng, only now realizing something:

Ye Feng had known about Feng Chuan's schemes all along!

"No need to be so surprised!"

Ye Feng raised his arm, gesturing to Gong Qingqiu and Li Wanqing to calm down. "The Tianji Pavilion was initially led by the Paper Fan Young Master of the Prophet Clan. Additionally, Zhu Yongfu, that man, was formerly Souhun Zhenren and one of the pavilion's earliest founders."

Upon hearing this, Gong Qingqiu's eyes widened even further.

The once-dreaded Souhun Zhenren, whose name had petrified all forces within a thousand miles of Whitefloat City, was, in fact, a core member of Tianji Pavilion, Zhu Yongfu!

This revelation left her utterly incredulous.

"Surprising, isn't it?"

Ye Feng shrugged with both hands. "Zhu Yongfu's character is not bad; he understands steady development. Although this man cannot escape the grasp of this Sect Leader's hands, I decided to leave Tianji Pavilion as your training ground rather than eliminate it."

At these words, the two women suddenly understood.

"So, Sect Leader intentionally left Tianji Pavilion intact to give us some pressure and training opportunities."

Gong Qingqiu murmured thoughtfully.

"Exactly." Ye Feng nodded.

"Sect Leader, can you pinpoint the exact locations of Feng Chuan and the core members of Tianji Pavilion?"

Li Wanqing was quite curious.

Ye Feng nodded and said:

"I can, but there's no need."

"Honestly, even your Elder Ling Zhiwei could locate Feng Chuan and the core members of Tianji Pavilion. She's just too lazy."

"When she told you she couldn't determine specific coordinates, it was true that the unique force fields within the Starry Sky World interfered with tracking."

"But such obstacles are not insurmountable for her."

"She could pinpoint Feng Chuan's location anytime she desired to deplete her Space Origin to perform a divination."

As he spoke, Ye Feng looked off into the distance.

By the Spirit Lake.

Ling Zhiwei was sitting on a massive Lapis Stone, fishing alongside the Goldfish Sisters—Jin Qimeng, Jin Qihuan, and Jin Qiyun—from the Minor Immortal Realm.

Nearby, Xia Wenwen was grilling fish, occasionally licking her lips, which were smeared with fish oil.

In the bushes even farther away.

Brother Flathead lay prone, his eyes fixed on the roasting fish over the charcoal fire, clearly tempted to pounce at any moment.

Looking in the direction Ye Feng gazed, Li Wanqing and Gong Qingqiu also spotted the amusing scene by the lakeside.

"So, Elder Ling is this formidable!"

The two women whispered to each other.

"She is a Supreme Saint at the Peak and, as a Space Holy Roc, excels in tracking. Finding Feng Chuan is no difficulty for her. The reason she hesitates to expend significant resources is that I had advised against making any moves on Feng Chuan for the time being."

Ye Feng elaborated.

Previously, he'd intended to allow Feng Chuan, Hong Miao, and Baiyu to break through to higher realms before eliminating them and refining them into Immortal War Generals for the Misty Boundary.

However...

Ever since Ye Feng embarked on a new path of Inner Cosmic cultivation, Immortal War Generals were no longer necessary.

"Sect Leader, how do you feel about Whitefloat City's development? Satisfied?"

Gong Qingqiu pointed downward.

Ye Feng didn't need to look; he was already aware of the Four-Star City's advancements, including the immortal-grade relief wall for "Battle of Heroic Spirit Against Beasts" and the numerous half-immortal-grade Supreme Spiritual Treasure level structures that had been added.

The allure of Whitefloat City had reached unprecedented heights.

Across the Shenzhou Continent, the influence of this Four-Star Level City equaled, if not surpassed, that of many.

Even illustrious peak Five-star Cities like Jiaoyang Holy City paled in comparison.

"You've all done an outstanding job."

"The results are remarkable."

"This Sect Leader feels truly gratified by your efforts."

Ye Feng turned slowly, looking at both Gong Qingqiu and Li Wanqing, "I believe that even in my absence, you would manage to grow both the city and the Sect successfully."

"Sect Leader, how could you say such a thing!"

"Exactly! There's no way you could not be here."

Their noses stung as they spoke, sensing a hidden meaning of farewell in Ye Feng's words.

"Don't overthink it, I was merely speaking offhandedly."

Ye Feng waved dismissively.

Those words had sprung unbidden from his lips, carrying no deeper intent.

"Alright then, let's go check in on Hong Miao and Baiyu. I'm curious what sort of demise would suit them."

Ye Feng began walking toward a distant stone staircase.

Gong Qingqiu and Li Wanqing quickly followed.

In an underground chamber.

Hong Miao and Baiyu had been restrained, bound to a cruciform Soul Nurturing Wood, entirely stripped of their freedom.

With a creaking sound.

Ye Feng, Li Wanqing, and Gong Qingqiu pushed open the door and entered. The three looked at the restrained Hong Miao and Baiyu with playful expressions.

"Ye Feng!"

Upon seeing who had arrived, Hong Miao and Baiyu's faces paled dramatically.

They had assumed Ye Feng would continue his seclusion; this would have allowed them to bide their time. They hadn't expected him to emerge so soon.

Had he come here specifically for them?

A sense of dread welled up in the couple's hearts.

"How would you like to die?"

Ye Feng stood grounded, hands clasped behind his back, coldly speaking as soon as he stepped through the door.

Hearing these words, the couple's faces turned ashen with despair.

"I don't want to die!"

Baiyu immediately begged for his life.

"Ye Feng, how about sacrificing Baiyu? Let him die instead. I'm an Immortal Realm beauty, well-versed in dual cultivation techniques—I promise to satisfy you!"

Hong Miao went a step further, blatantly offering Baiyu in exchange for her survival.

"Wow, Hong Miao! So this is who you truly are. To think I treated you so well all this time."

Baiyu was enraged.

"Hmph, when disaster strikes, even the closest of pairs should look out for themselves. Why should I die with you, Baiyu? You can go ahead; I won't be accompanying you."

Hong Miao sneered coldly.

"You vile woman!"

"And you're a worthless man!"

The two began arguing once again.

Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help rolling his eyes. Exchanging glances with Li Wanqing and Gong Qingqiu, they all shrugged, speechless.

"Alright then!"

Ye Feng interrupted the couple's quarrel. "I've decided to kill you both and turn you into nourishment for the small universe within me... Hmm, that seems like a fine idea!"

"No, please!"

"Ye Feng, you bast—"

Their words weren't even finished when Ye Feng waved his sleeve lightly, reducing Hong Miao and Baiyu to dust. He refined them into pure World Origins, which he then absorbed into his Inner Cosmos.

They had been Saint Realm Experts.

Their bodies contained considerable fragments of inheritance, which were dispersed across the various star systems within Ye Feng's Inner Cosmos after being broken down, becoming divine techniques and spells available for future cultivation.

In the Ancient Mechanical Star.

In the vastness above.

The Hexagonal Ancestral Box was basking in sunlight, storing energy while contemplating the creation of a fourth entirely new race.

At that moment, a beam of light emerged.

The Hexagonal Ancestral Box moved toward it and absorbed it, gaining knowledge related to "Devouring." Inspiration struck instantly.

"Mechanical Devouring Race?"

"No!"

"It should be called the Mechanical Terrestrial King Clan!"

The Hexagonal Ancestral Box emitted its mechanical and unfeeling voice.