The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Master, you were looking for me?"

Yuzhu stood outside an enormous holy temple and asked in a low voice toward the Jiaoyang Ancient Saint, who was secluding himself inside and not stepping out.

"Hmm."

The Jiaoyang Ancient Saint nodded slightly.

He did not show his true form.

As an old Saint, he rarely stepped out in the flesh. When he needed to handle pressing matters, he did so by releasing an external incarnation.

Even his direct disciple Yuzhu had only seen him three times.

"Master, do you have any instructions for me?" Yuzhu asked respectfully, bowing her body.

The Jiaoyang Ancient Saint, the master of one of the Nine Great Holy Lands - the Jiaoyang Holy Land - was a Saint whose power pierced through heaven and earth. In the eyes of the entire Shenzhou Continent, he was a peerless existence.

Even though Yuzhu herself was at the high stages of the Void Break Realm, she still felt a palpitation when facing the Jiaoyang Ancient Saint.

The Jiaoyang Ancient Saint was like the sun.

Blazing, illuminating eternity, unsurpassable!

"In the remote southern border of Shenzhou Continent, there is a place called Mystique Kingdom, you know of it, right?"

The Jiaoyang Ancient Saint began to inquire.

"Disciple knows." Yuzhu nodded.

"In the Mystique Kingdom, there's a Two-Star Rank force named Misty Sect that is enveloped by great luck. Go and meet Sect Master Ye Feng, probe his intentions. If this person is not bad, he could be supported."

The Jiaoyang Ancient Saint revealed his purpose.
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Having luck empowerment indicated that Misty Sect was indeed destined to rise.

Considering the recent movements of his external incarnation within Misty Sect, the Jiaoyang Ancient Saint thought that Misty Sect could at least become a Five-Star Force in the future, with the potential to challenge the Holy Lands.

Such a force should either be supported, becoming a future ally, or eradicated early in its cradle.

Sending Yuzhu to Misty Sect was to see if this sect was worth supporting or needed to be eradicated in advance.

"Disciple understands."

Yuzhu was very clever.

With just a little thought, she grasped the implied meaning and turned around, leaving the Jiaoyang Realm.

"I hope this is a force worth supporting."

Watching Yuzhu's departing figure, the Jiaoyang Ancient Saint murmured.

Throughout the whole process, his true form never appeared.

At this moment, a little girl with her hair tied into twin horns, dressed in pretty clothes, came bouncing over.

"Old ancestor, I've missed you!"

"Yo, Little Wenwen, come here, let your old ancestor give you a hug, let's see if you've grown taller recently..."

...

Near Misty Peak.

An enchanting silhouette emerged from thin air.

"Below is Misty Sect, right? Indeed, it's enveloped by a vast fortune. Truly extraordinary."

Yuzhu opened her Sky Eye and saw the extraordinariness of Misty Sect.

That fortune, like a roaming dragon, nestled in the high sky, dominating this piece of heaven and earth, collecting spiritual energy from all directions. Its aura was more majestic than many Three Stars and Four Star Level forces.

At the peak of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng was getting ready to leave.

He was going to Jiaoyang Holy City to enter the scripture pavilion of the Holy City, to borrow some ancient books and deduce the Art of Clone.

"Ye Feng."

A cool voice rang out through the air.

Ye Feng's body shivered, and he turned to look, only to see Yuzhu, her face veiled, with her hands folded behind her back, gazing over calmly.

"So it's Yuzhu... Eh, you've broken through to the eighth layer of the Void Break Realm. Congratulations are in order!"

Ye Feng's eyes flickered.

"You can discern this seat's cultivation level?" Yuzhu wondered inwardly, extending her hand and tossing the Ring Spirit Jade on the table, "This object is no longer of use to me, return it to that junior Li Qiankun."

"Sure."

Ye Feng nodded.

He could see that the special energy of the Ring Spirit Jade had been absorbed; otherwise, Yuzhu wouldn't have been able to break through to the eighth layer of the Void Break Realm.

"Senior, do you have other matters?" Seeing that Yuzhu seemed to have no intention of leaving, Ye Feng asked.

"What, are you trying to rush me out?"

Yuzhu suddenly came out with a remark, leaving Ye Feng speechless.

"I've just had a breakthrough in my realm and am feeling restless. I wish to find someone to chat with. Since I was passing by today to return the Ring Spirit Jade, come along with me for a walk."

Yuzhu didn't give Ye Feng a chance to argue, grabbed his shoulder, and in an instant, they both disappeared.

Jiaoyang Holy City.

Ye Feng and Yuzhu were enveloped in a faint mist as they walked down the bustling streets.

On either side of the road, there wasn't a single ordinary person to be seen.

Here, the weakest were at the Qi Refining Realm, and those with a bit more strength were in the Element Gathering and Spirit Sea stages.

"Truly worthy of the Jiaoyang Holy City, even the roadside vendors selling pancakes are at the Element Gathering Realm, it's terrifying!"

At that moment, a man in a white robe stood in the sky, feet on a Flying Sword, cradling a large box, and he projected his voice towards the distance:

"Elder Wang, the ten dishes you reserved at our restaurant are ready, I'm on my way to deliver them to you."

Seeing this, Ye Feng's mouth fell open.

"Is that... the otherworld version of 'Are you hungry'?"

He blinked and felt the Jiaoyang Holy City was quite trendy.

The cultivators here were using their unique skills to earn more Spirit Stones in order to purchase more Elixirs, Cultivation Techniques, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, and Spiritual Artifacts for their cultivation.

"Great Thousand World, where nothing is too strange."

At that time, Yuzhu spoke up, "What you see now is just the tip of the iceberg among the multitudes."

Ye Feng deeply agreed with this point.

As a transmigrator, he had experienced such things too.

For instance, toiling under the blazing sun, earning a living or distributing flyers, and taking up part-time jobs, and so on.

Never mind the past, even now, he was one of the countless beings.

"If you had enough strength, what would you want to do?" Yuzhu asked.

Ye Feng was slightly taken aback, not sure why she asked this.

"My cultivation has all but vanished; such days are impossible for me now," said Ye Feng with a tone full of helplessness.

"I'm speaking hypothetically," Yuzhu emphasized.

"Hypothetically?" Ye Feng touched his chin, "If I really had that kind of strength, I would definitely sleep in at the sect!"

"Hmm?"

Yuzhu was stunned.

Sleep in?

Wasn't he supposed to be dreaming of dominating the world, sweeping across the universe, being revered by countless strong beings as the Heavenly Venerable, the Ancestor of Dao?

Why would he want to sleep?

Yuzhu couldn't understand.

She had asked because she wanted to know whether Ye Feng harbored grand ambitions.

If he did, then he might become an enemy of the Jiaoyang Holy Land.

But as it turned out, Ye Feng chose to be an indolent fish.

"If I had such great strength, nobody could oppose me; then, wouldn't I be able to comfortably sleep in at the sect?" Ye Feng stated.

Hearing this, Yuzhu couldn't help but want to laugh.

It seemed Ye Feng was someone who didn't want to compete with the world, his only wish being to live an unconcerned, carefree life.

"I understand," Yuzhu whispered to herself.

She had come to a conclusion.

Ye Feng wouldn't make a move against the Jiaoyang Holy Land, and the Misty Sect he led wouldn't be an enemy of the Holy Land either.

"This is my identity token, the 'Purple Bamboo Order.' With it, even the City Lord of the Jiaoyang Holy City would show you some courtesy," Yuzhu said as she placed a fragrant Ancient Order down.

Ye Feng reached out to catch it.

Then, he noticed Yuzhu had disappeared.

"Why be so mysterious?" Ye Feng complained inwardly, examining the Ancient Order. He discovered the raw material was a kind of Purple Bamboo, heavier than an equivalent volume of gold and extremely hard with a special formation within.

He didn't understand why Yuzhu would give him something for nothing.

But since it was offered, he might as well accept it.

"Oh, it's Sect Master Ye!" Just then, a somewhat familiar voice came from behind him.

Ye Feng turned around, only to find that there was nobody there!

"I'm over here!" Out of nowhere, a hand appeared in his line of sight, and when Ye Feng looked down, he saw the less than one-meter-tall Multitreasure Daoist standing before him, waving his chubby little hand.

"It's Daoist Multitreasure, what a coincidence!"

Ye Feng greeted him.