The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Chapter 325: The Undercover Agent in the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, Li Mo Huang’s Mission
 

The Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect was furious.

The protector of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect had been his personally cultivated right-hand man, who had been responsible for the construction and management of the Demon-locking Tower over the years.

But now, this capable assistant had perished.

He died at the hands of a Misty Sect spiritual beast.

Due to the weak retrospective function of the altar, the Great Elder didn’t see the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch but only caught sight of Brother Flathead making the move.

“Damn it!”

“Why did the spiritual beast of Misty Sect strike at the protector?”

“Could it be that Ye Feng has noticed something?”

The Great Elder stood up and paced back and forth, at a loss for what to do.

“It seems that I must send an undercover agent to Misty Sect to inquire into the ins and outs of this matter, otherwise, it would be detrimental to our plans.”

With that thought, he quickly packed up his things and left.

The next day was clear and bright.

After breakfast, Ye Feng glanced at Gong Qingqiu who had just exited the Cultivation Tower and noticed she was drenched in sweat like she had been through a tough battle, which piqued his curiosity.

“Sect Leader, the Cultivation Tower is indeed marvelous.”

Gong Qingqiu had just found Ye Feng when she excitedly exclaimed.

Ye Feng swept a glance at her and realized her cultivation level had reached the Element Gathering Realm fourth layer’s peak, ready to break through at any moment.

“Your cultivation level…”

“It’s now at the peak of the fourth layer of the Element Gathering Realm. It seems fast, but it’s actually not, considering I had initially reduced my cultivation level to escape with my life, and now I’m merely recovering my previous level, which is naturally faster than other cultivators,” Gong Qingqiu explained, seeing the confusion in Ye Feng’s eyes.

“Then what was your original cultivation level?”

“A senior at the fifth layer of the Element Gathering Realm.”

“That’s not bad.”

“Sect Leader, I will first go instruct the second-generation disciples in their cultivation, then head to Whitefloat City to deal with official business and return to continue my rigorous cultivation in the tower in the afternoon.”

“Alright, thank you for your hard work. Here, have some candy.”

Ye Feng took out a big bag of candy.

This was something he obtained using a small daily wish.

“Wow! Sect Leader, how do you know my favorite is the ‘Hundred Herbs Pear Paste Candy’?” Gong Qingqiu’s eyes shone with girlish joy as she received the big bag of yellow pear-flavored block candies.

As she accepted the candy, she felt a sweetness in her heart.

“Ah?”

Ye Feng scratched his head.

To be honest, he had just randomly made a wish, unaware that it was Gong Qingqiu’s favorite candy.

What a coincidence!

“Sect Leader, I’m going to instruct the disciples now.”

Gong Qingqiu held the bag of candy, her red lips slightly parted, and with her head bowed a little, she walked with increasingly light steps towards the Elders’ Hall at Feilai Peak.

“Something’s off about her!”

Ye Feng watched Gong Qingqiu radiating a youthful aura and his gaze intensified, leaning back thoughtfully.

“System, does Gong Qingqiu have feelings for me?” he wondered to himself.

He wasn’t a fool and could tell that something about Gong Qingqiu’s demeanor was off when she left.

“Ding, question is beyond the scope!”

The System warned.

Ye Feng rolled his eyes, waved his hand dismissively, and walked down the path leading from Misty Peak. In the distance, he saw a figure flying in from afar, landing at the foot of the mountain, and ringing the Summoning Bell.

“Fox Da Hong, go greet the guest.”

Ye Feng called out.

“Understood!” Fox Da Hong immediately ran down the mountain and brought the person who had rung the Summoning Bell to the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

The visitor was a handsome young man, around twenty years old, slightly younger than Ye Feng, but his cultivation had already reached the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, which was quite impressive.

“Who are you?” Ye Feng asked with his hands behind his back and an authoritative look in his eyes.

“Junior Li Mo Huang, a loose cultivator by name, has heard that Misty Sect is the holy land of cultivation in this area, and hence, I apply to join the sect,” the young man, Li Mo Huang, said with a bow.

“You Mo Huang?”

“It’s Li Mo Huang.”

The young man cursed Ye Feng inwardly for being tongue-tied, blurting out his nickname, which he found detestable.

If it weren’t for the mission, he wouldn’t want to be here at all.

“Oh, Li Mo Huang, extend your hand. I, the Sect Leader, will feel your bones to determine if you meet Misty Sect’s criteria for entry,” Ye Feng said, extending his hand.

“Very well.” Li Mo Huang inwardly cursed but outwardly showed great respect.

Ye Feng grasped Li Mo Huang’s wrist.

“System, does Li Mo Huang meet the criteria for entry?” he inquired.

“Ding. He does not qualify, as he is a talented disciple of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.”

Hearing this, Ye Feng raised an eyebrow.

So, he was an undercover agent! No wonder he had advanced so quickly; with a sect backing him, it was no surprise he had attained the peak of the Qi Refining Realm at such a young age.

However, now that he knew he was dealing with an undercover agent, Ye Feng decided to pretend to accept him for the time being, to see what mischief the other party was up to.

“Excellent, you have a destiny with our Misty Sect. Congratulations, you are now a second-generation disciple of Misty Sect.”

Ye Feng withdrew his hand and symbolically took out the Book of Names, writing down Li Mo Huang’s name and casually stamping it.

Since it was all an act, of course, he had to go through the whole routine.

“Thank you, Sect Leader!”

Li Mo Huang rejoiced in his heart.

As long as he entered the Misty Sect, he could carry out undercover work and strive to complete the task assigned by the Sect Master as soon as possible.

“Xiao Li Zi, do you know what you have to do first after joining our Misty Sect?” Ye Feng asked meaningfully.

“Isn’t it to first understand the sect? For example, to take a walk around the sect, determine the location of living quarters, cultivation areas, the Scripture Pavilion, the Spirit Beast Pavilion, the Spiritual Medicine Garden, and other areas for future use.”

That’s what Li Mo Huang said.

He had already planned it all out.

As long as Ye Feng took him strolling around the four great mountains of the Misty Sect, he could easily record all the key locations of the Misty Sect and breach their defenses one by one.

However, Ye Feng’s next reply made Li Mo Huang’s expression turn odd.

“No, you’re wrong. The first thing we need to do is not to understand the culture of the sect but to first carry out the beginner’s assessment task,” Ye Feng said with all seriousness.

“Ah?”

Li Mo Huang was dumbfounded.

There was a task?

Forget it, let’s just complete it!

A mere beginner’s assessment couldn’t possibly stump me, Li Mo Huang.

“Sect Leader, what is the task?”

Li Mo Huang was very motivated and eager.

“The task is in this booklet,” Ye Feng took out a small booklet and passed it to Li Mo Huang.

“It’s blank!” Li Mo Huang turned it open and his expression again turned odd.

“Oh, I forgot to write it. Just wait a moment,” Ye Feng took the booklet back and went into the Sect Leader’s Great Hall, where he began to write and draw.

Li Mo Huang stood in the Sect Leader’s Great Hall, seizing the opportunity to look around.

Seeing the towering and straight Thousand-Year Ancient Pine, his heart trembled, secretly thinking that the guardian god tree of the Misty Sect was indeed formidable, and that it would be hard to infiltrate this place without having cultivation at or above the sixth layer of the Element Gathering Realm.

His gaze shifted and he saw the distant Cultivation Tower and Spirit Beasts Platform, yet he had no idea what they were used for.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted.

“It’s Brother Flathead!”

Li Mo Huang saw Brother Flathead sleeping on the Spirit Beasts Platform, realizing that he looked exactly like the image given by the Sect Master.

“Once I successfully infiltrate and blend into the upper ranks of the disciples, I will certainly be able to find out the information the Sect Master needs,” Li Mo Huang thought to himself.

Half an hour later, Ye Feng came out.

“Xiao Li Zi, your task is in the booklet, hurry up and carry it out. Remember, you need to be willing to endure hardships and toil!” Ye Feng patted Li Mo Huang’s shoulder.

“Rest assured, Sect Leader, I will definitely complete the task,” Li Mo Huang took the booklet with a serious face.

But in his heart, he was figuring out how to win Ye Feng’s trust, gradually climb to the higher ranks, while also gaining a clear understanding of the entire Misty Sect situation, as well as the reason behind Brother Flathead eliminating the protector.

At the cliff’s edge of Misty Peak.

Li Mo Huang looked at the booklet with contempt.

“A mere task, unable to stump me.”

“Eh, the first task is to go down the mountain to the nearby Xiao Lin Village and find Old Master Wang and Granny Wu.”

“At that time, the task details will be triggered.”

“However, what difficult task could mere mortals possibly give me? It must be very simple, haha!”

Li Mo Huang was not the least bit anxious and calmly went down the mountain.

In front of the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

Watching Li Mo Huang descend the mountain, Ye Feng burst into a snicker.

“Sect Leader, this person has a rebellious streak and is not an easy mark, why accept him as a disciple? I always have a bad feeling about him.”

A deep voice came from the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine.

“I’m only pretending to accept him as a disciple because he’s an undercover agent from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, shh! Don’t spread the word, just pretend to cooperate,” Ye Feng said with a smile.

“I see, understood,” the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine blinked.

At the bottom of the mountain.

Li Mo Huang arrived at Xiao Lin Village.

Looking at the village with few people, he took out the booklet and asked the old people sitting at the entrance of the village, “Who are Old Master Wang and Granny Wu? I am looking for them.”

“I am your Old Master Wang,” said a bald old man in a blue shirt, standing up and puffing on a bong.

“I’m your Granny Wu,” a slightly plump but kindly-faced old woman stood up.

“Elders, I am Li Mo Huang, a second-generation disciple of the Misty Sect, here on the Sect Leader’s orders to carry out a sect mission.”

“Oh, a cultivator from the Misty Sect, that’s wonderful.”

The old folks were all very happy.

Whirr!

Li Mo Huang found that the booklet in his hand had changed, and he could finally turn to the second page.

Carrying a sense of excitement, he hurriedly turned the page.

Then, he was stunned.

“What the hell kind of task is this?”