The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 195

Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Taking the Sect Leader as a Role Model, Rumors of Demon City

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Souhun Zhenren cried!

He had witnessed Ye Feng’s Sword Drawing Technique twice. The first time, he was the one cut down, and only a remnant soul escaped.

The second time, his stronger senior brother, Qinghun Zhenren, was finished!

Souhun Zhenren admitted that he had been so frightened that he developed a psychological shadow.

“Ye Feng… this damn Ye Feng!”

Souhun Zhenren knelt on the ground, shivering.

“No, I’m not Ye Feng’s match right now. As they say, a gentleman’s revenge is not too late even after ten years. I’ll find a place to cultivate bitterly for a hundred years, then come out and take him down.”

“But I haven’t fully transformed yet… What should I do…”

“Right, my senior brother told me that the reason that team of Demonic Beasts attacked Yunxiao Ancient City tonight was because the Demon Race’s Demon King had taken control of a Human Race city and developed it into the notorious ‘Demon City’.”

“And that troop of Demonic Beasts was the vanguard of Demon City.”

“Now, I look just like a demon. Why not sneak into Demon City, utilize the resources of the Demon Race to strengthen myself until I completely transform and change my identity?”

Thinking of this, Souhun Zhenren took a deep breath, glared fiercely at Ye Feng, who was slowly descending from the sky, and sprinted towards the northwest direction of Yunxiao Great Forest.

Although the transformation failed, Souhun Zhenren had recovered to the Demi-transformed stage. As long as he didn’t encounter an Element Gathering Realm human or a Demon General of the Demon Race, there would be no danger.

Yunxiao Ancient City.

Ye Feng slowly landed.

[Sect Prestige Value +8763]

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[Sect Prestige Value +4432]

With the fall of Qinghun Zhenren, the people of Yunxiao Ancient City bestowed more Prestige Points, and some even carried the Power of Faith.

“Indeed, the conversion rate of Prestige Points is higher when you rescue them from the brink of danger,” Ye Feng thought to himself.

When he eradicated Souhun Zhenren back in Whitefloat City, he only gained tens of thousands of Prestige Points, with a conversion rate of about one-twentieth.

The reason for that was because Souhun Zhenren hadn’t caused too much destruction before he was slain by Ye Feng’s sword.

But tonight was different.

First there was the Demonic Beast siege, followed by the Blood Spirit Array closing off the entire city, putting everyone in a panic.

Then, the Blood Spirit Giants with massive axes chased and killed all the beasts and people in the city. No one could escape; everyone was caught up in it.

In the end, Qinghun Zhenren appeared, displaying terrifying power.

As the savior of the entire city, Ye Feng naturally received everyone’s gratitude. Not only did his Prestige Points skyrocket in an instant, but he also gained thousands of Power of Faith.

“After this ordeal, there are about a hundred thousand people left in Yunxiao Ancient City, and the conversion rate for Prestige Points is estimated to be over ninety percent.”

With that thought, Ye Feng finally touched the ground.

“Sect Master!”

Jia Yulan, Ouyang Yu, and Ji Ziling, the three female disciples, flew towards him with their swords, covered in dust and looking as disheveled as little cats.

“I’m glad you’re all safe,” said Ye Feng, nodding to the three, but the weight on his mind did not lift.

For some reason, even after he had slain Qinghun Zhenren, he still felt that the sense of crisis persisted, uncertain what hidden dangers lurked.

Could it be the Sect of Qinghun Zhenren and Souhun Zhenren?

Ye Feng couldn’t be sure.

Standing beside Ye Feng, Ji Ziling blushed as she recalled the scene of Ye Feng slashing Qinghun Zhenren with one sword in the sky. “The Sect Master is truly powerful,” she thought. “Although I don’t know his Cultivation Level, in my heart, he is no different from a Divine Spirit.”

Ji Ziling took a deep breath, looking at Ye Feng. “Such a man is the role model for us Cultivators. From now on, I will set the Sect Master as my target to surpass, and I won’t stop cultivating until I achieve it!”

A seed of determination to grow stronger quietly sprouted in Ji Ziling’s heart.

Meanwhile, nearby Cultivators began to arrive.

“Sect Master Ye, thank you for your assistance,” they said.

“Please accept my bow!”

Everyone reached the nearby streets and knelt around in circles, bowing their heads in gratitude, their faces full of respect and even admiration.

The common people around them also knelt to give thanks.

In an instant, the nearby area was filled with densely packed kneeling figures.

“Everyone, please rise,” Ye Feng said, gesturing for them to stand up.

Having exhausted his Heroic Spirit Power, he temporarily couldn’t use this intangible force to help everyone rise, so he had to call them to their feet.

Then, Ye Feng noticed that his Heroic Spirit Power was recovering much faster than before and immediately associated it with a reason, a look of joy crossing his face.

The battle had saved more than a hundred thousand people in Yunxiao Ancient City, which increased his Heroic Spirit Power.

Moreover, it had increased more fiercely than in the battle at Whitefloat City!

In the distance, Zhuang Gaoyi pushed his niece into a dilapidated house, wiped his hand across the ground to gather some dust, and smeared it on his face and body to look as if he had been through a fierce battle. He then crawled and rolled to kneel in front of Ye Feng, crying out:

“Sect Master Ye, thank you for extending a helping hand to Yunxiao Ancient City. I, Zhuang Gaoyi, on behalf of the city’s hundred thousand residents and thousands of Cultivators, offer you our bows!”

Thud, thud, thud!

In front of the onlookers, Zhuang Gaoyi was sincerely kowtowing, tears and snot running down his face, his forehead breaking open from the repeated bows but still he continued non-stop.

His manner was as if Ye Feng had saved his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Observing Zhuang Gaoyi’s behavior, Ye Feng scratched his head, feeling something was off.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng asked, “And you are?”

“I am the City Lord of Yunxiao Ancient City, Zhuang Gaoyi.”

“Pretending to be righteous?”

“Correct, Zhuang Gaoyi.”

The conversation between the two was completely out of sync.

Ye Feng’s expression gradually turned strange as he said, “Coincidentally, I happened to pass by here tonight and came across Qinghun Zhenren taking action, so I took care of it. Everyone disperse now, go back to your homes.”

Having said that, Ye Feng waved at the three female disciples, then leveraged his partially recovered Heroic Spirit Power to soar into the air.

“Farewell Sect Master Ye!”

The crowd bowed again in unison.

The three female disciples jumped onto the Qingfeng Sword and followed closely behind.

In the high sky.

Ji Ziling asked, “Sect Leader, what are you doing here?”

Ye Feng looked around and replied, “I just feel uneasy, but I don’t know the source of it. Follow me and take a look around. Should we encounter any Demonic Beasts causing trouble, we’ll deal with them on the way.”

“Yes.”

The three disciples maneuvered their swords and flew.

Ye Feng used his scouting ability and spotted a Black Bear Demon rushing away below. His eyes narrowed. “Found you!”

He exerted all his strength to give chase.

On the ground, the Black Bear Demon, responsible for attacking Yunxiao Ancient City and in its Demi-transformed stage, looked back and saw Ye Feng in pursuit. It was so terrified that it hurriedly picked up its pace.

“Thinking of escaping?”

Ye Feng chuckled, landed on the ground, and pushed off with all his might.

Boom!

The earth cracked open as he shot up like a drawn sword, instantly covering thousands of meters, landing near the Black Bear Demon. The ground split open from his impact, his terrifying aura rolling out and hitting the chest of the Black Bear Demon.

“Waah!”

The Black Bear Demon was sent reeling, spitting blood.

Before it could turn to flee, Ye Feng looped back in front of it.

“Ancestor, don’t kill me, I was just following orders!” Realizing it couldn’t escape, the Black Bear Demon immediately knelt and begged for mercy.

Ye Feng’s expression changed slightly, “Following orders? Who sent you?”

A Demi-transformed Demon Beast was not scary on its own.

However, a tasked Demi-transformed Demon Beast could indicate many connections, which could be traced to uncover a massive conspiracy behind the scenes.

Ye Feng suspected that his sense of crisis was related to the mastermind behind the Black Bear Demon, and perhaps, it was also connected to the sect behind Qinghun Zhenren.

“I can’t say… I will say!” The Black Bear Demon began to disclose but halfway through, it saw Ye Feng smash a nearby boulder to dust with a slap of his hand and quickly changed its tune, “It was Lord Demon General from Demon City who sent me.”

“Demon City?”

Ye Feng frowned.

At this moment, Ji Ziling and her companions finally caught up, standing aside and listening.

“What is Demon City?” Ye Feng asked.

“Demon City used to be the One-Star City Shuiyang City. The Demon King conquered the city, slaughtered all creatures, and later gathered Demons from within a thousand miles to form Demon City to contend against the several One-Star Sects surrounding it,” the Black Bear Demon revealed the information it knew.

“Demon King?” Ye Feng caught his breath.

Demon Soldiers, Demon Generals, Demon Kings, Demon Emperors…

A Demon King of the Demon Race was comparable to the Spirit Sea Realm, capable of creating a Two-Star force. If Demon City really had a Demon King in charge, why would it only challenge One-Star Sects?

Against a Spirit Sea Realm, a One-Star Sect would generally be crushed!

“I’ve only heard rumors, not sure if there’s a Demon King for sure, these half-transformed demonic beasts like me definitely don’t have the clearance to know. All I know is that there are many Lord Demon Generals in Demon City; just considering the ones I have seen, there are no less than ten.”

The Black Bear Demon disclosed another crucial piece of information.

After speaking, it swallowed nervously and cautiously asked, “Lord, may I leave now?”

“Hmm, you may go now,” Ye Feng nodded.

Upon hearing this, Jia Yulan slightly furrowed her brows.

The Black Bear Demon was overjoyed, sprinted a few dozen meters away, and the viciousness in its eyes grew thicker. It sneered internally, “Once I return to Demon City, I will report this event to Lord Demon General and must bring a large army back, to crush you to death!”

Splash!

A willow leaf-shaped blade pierced through the Black Bear Demon, causing it to collapse powerlessly onto the ground, pupils dilating as it stared at Ye Feng standing before it.

“You… you broke your promise!”

With those last words, the Black Bear Demon fell dead on the spot.

“I said you could go, but I didn’t say I wouldn’t kill you,” Ye Feng retracted the willow leaf blade and embedded it back into the large metal leaf blade.