The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 334

Chapter 334: Chapter 334: Really Can’t Stand It Anymore, The Great Elder’s Frustration
 

“Fucking hell, I’m at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, and you’re making me carry a bridal sedan chair for someone else?”

Li Mo Huang was fuming with anger.

For Ye Feng, his resentment had already reached its full capacity.

If resentment could kill, Li Mo Huang would have beaten Ye Feng a hundred times over.

After delivering the eight-bearer bridal sedan to the groom’s doorstep, Li Mo Huang silently withdrew, then flew to his next mission location on his flying sword when he found a deserted place and discarded his flowery clothes.

Over the past few days, Li Mo Huang had completed over a dozen missions.

However, by the time he finished his tasks, it was often deep into the night, and when he rushed to Misty Peak, he’d find that a new day’s missions had already begun, which depressed him to no end.

“Damn it!”

Li Mo Huang cursed under his breath.

He realized that Ye Feng was definitely doing this to mess with him on purpose.

Otherwise, have you ever seen a beginner disciple who doesn’t sleep at all and spends all day on missions?

This was clearly meant to drive someone away!

“Fuck!”

Li Mo Huang hurriedly took out a Messenger Paper Crane, sealed his experiences of the last few days into it with his spiritual power, and then let it fly away.

“I hope the Sect Master learns of this soon!”

Li Mo Huang felt like crying without tears.

Before receiving the nod from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Master, he dared not leave the Misty Sect, for fear of provoking the latter’s wrath.

The Messenger Paper Crane was swift.

But the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Master, who was also the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect, was currently wandering in a remote area of the south.

The Messenger Paper Crane flew and flew, and halfway there, it finally exhausted its spiritual energy, fell to the ground, and burnt to ashes in a burst of flame.

Li Mo Huang had no knowledge of this.

At this very moment, he was washing clothes for a family in Whitefloat City.

Looking at the mountain of clothes piled up in the tub, some yellowed and emanating a foul odor, he flared with rage and burnt them to ashes with a wave of fire.

“Fuck this, I’m not doing it anymore!”

After enduring days of sleepless toil, coupled with his inner fury, Li Mo Huang’s mental state was already poor, now teetering on the edge of an outburst.

Finally, reality defeated Li Mo Huang!

He chose to flee!

“Heh, not doing it anymore, and that’s fine, right?”

With one strike of his flying sword, Li Mo Huang reduced the gate of the large residence to rubble, startling everyone around.

“Daoist Li, what on earth are you doing? Aren’t you afraid of being punished by Sect Master Ye?” Deputy Commander Zhou Jiacai, who happened to be passing by, saw this scene and hastily shouted.

“Punished? Haha! These damn missions are so troublesome, they’re obviously meant to torment people! I quit, I, Li Mo Huang am leaving the sect, hahaha!”

Li Mo Huang let out three loud laughs, then continued laughing wildly as he flew his sword towards Misty Sect, shocking everyone in Whitefloat City.

As the saying goes, a raging man fears nothing.

Li Mo Huang now was exactly such a person, boiling with rage.

He flew at top speed towards the Misty Sect and finally rang the Summoning Bell. Led by Fox Da Hong, he ascended to the top of the peak.

At this moment, Ye Feng was lying on a lounger.

“I, Li Mo Huang, am leaving the sect!”

Li Mo Huang threw his mission handbook on the ground, then strode away, heading west at the fastest speed.

Watching his retreating figure, a slight smile appeared on Ye Feng’s lips.

“Finally drove him away, next, we can follow the vine to the melon, and determine the exact whereabouts of the Demon Sect.”

Ye Feng’s figure blurred, and he appeared in the Nanlu Mountain Range, seeing the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch playing games with several Dual Cultivation Companions.

“Ah, Sect Master, why are you here again? Don’t people deserve any privacy?”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch hurriedly got dressed.

Ye Feng grabbed him and took him to the top of the peak, saying, “I have a mission for you.”

He pointed at the distant Li Mo Huang and said, “See that angry young man? Follow him, and try to figure out the details about the forces behind him.”

“Sect Master, rest assured, I will definitely complete… uh, what about the reward?” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch reached out his hand.

“Just to mention, he’s from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect,” Ye Feng said, as he took out some Spirit Blood of a Demon General, and gave a reminder.

“Hiss!” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch recoiled, waving his hands repeatedly, “Sect Master, I’ve been playing a bit too hard with my companions lately, my back hurts, I have a sore waist, this mission, you better find someone else!”

“Less talking, get going!”

Ye Feng kicked the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch’s backside, who turned pale and promptly transformed into a white bird, following hastily.

…

Thousands of miles away.

The Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect was at the frontier of the Southern River Basin, looking down at the newly constructed, enormous Demon-locking Tower, and personally sealed a middle-ranked Demon General captured from the Barren Desert within it.

“Heh heh heh, success is drawing ever closer.”

He turned to look in the direction of Misty Peak, his face brimming with a smile, “At this time, that boy Li Mo Huang surely has gathered plenty of useful information. It’s time to return to the sect and have a look.”

At that moment, a golden paper crane flew from a distance.

The golden paper crane was a high-level messenger paper crane, which, once infused with enough spiritual energy, could fly for tens of thousands of miles without issue.

“Eh, Li Mo Huang has actually returned to the sect… What, that boy actually seceded from the sect. Wait until I get back; I’ll kill him!”

Enraged, the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect flew at top speed toward the territory of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.

In the southwest of the Taiyue Mountain Range.

This place was a savage territory.

Covered with blackish-grey boulders stretching for hundreds of miles, desolate and uninhabited, it was known as the “Black Stone Wasteland.”

Thousands of years ago, two Divine Origin Realm powers fought a tremendous battle here.

Terrible flames fell from the sky and scorched this region into what it is today, still desolate and uninhabited with the ground temperature extremely high and the rocks rugged and jagged, a place not even dogs would enter.

But the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect had reached the Black Stone Wasteland.

He took out a jade pendant and traced it along the ground, immediately entering a secret passageway that descended thousands of meters to reach a large underground cavern built deep underground.

This place was circular, spanning thousands of kilometers, supported by several giant stone pillars holding up the ceiling hundreds of meters high.

Here, it was another world entirely.

Inside, three miniature spirit veins were even suppressed!

Above, several suns created by burning spiritual energy illuminated this underground world.

In the center of this world stood a vast array of ancient buildings.

This place was the main base of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect!

A white mosquito perched on a stone pillar, watching the Sect Master’s Grand Hall hundreds of meters away, daring not to release any breath.

It was none other than the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch.

Recently, after following Li Mo Huang all the way here, he had successfully infiltrated the underground headquarters of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect without drawing any attention.

As for Li Mo Huang, ever since his return, he had been staying continuously in the Sect Master’s Grand Hall of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, supposedly waiting for the Sect Master’s disposition.

“You ingrate, you dare to come back!”

At that moment, the black-robed Demon Sect Master of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect landed in front of the Sect Master’s Grand Hall, emitting the powerful aura of a peak Element Gathering Realm master.

He wore a mask, and no one could see his face.

Ye Feng, watching through the eyes provided by the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, saw the Demon Sect Master of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect and his gaze sharpened.

“So this is the master of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect!”

Ye Feng held onto the Heaven-Asking Mirror, scrutinizing carefully but couldn’t recognize who the Demon Sect Master was, mistaking him for someone else.

“Both the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect and the Sect Master of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect are peak Element Gathering Realm experts, and behind them, who knows if there are even more powerful cultivators. My previous caution was a very correct choice,” whispered Ye Feng.

Inside the Sect Master’s Grand Hall of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.

The disguised Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect entered the grand hall.

Under Ye Feng’s instigation, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch turned into a single hair on a spiritual beast and stealthily entered to watch outside the grand hall.

Ye Feng also saw the scene within the hall.

Apart from the Demon Sect Master of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, there were several other Element Gathering Realm powerhouses, all dressed the same.

Clad in black robes, their faces hidden behind masks.

At the moment, Li Mo Huang was kneeling on the ground, weeping and wailing.

“Sect Master, it’s truly not my fault, ah! It’s all because of that Ye Feng. You don’t know, he actually arranged a bunch of unbelievable tasks for me. I devoted myself every day but still couldn’t complete them. I didn’t even get a chance to glance over the several peaks near Misty Peak, let alone accomplish your assigned task,” cried Li Mo Huang as he spilled everything about his time in the sect, including the detailed processes and difficulties of his tasks.

Hearing this, several black-robed Elders of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect looked at each other, their expressions gradually turning strange.

Clearing sewers, picking up eggs, milking cows, babysitting, slaughtering pigs, carrying manure to pour on vegetables…

These tasks were indeed peculiar!

The Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect was also frustrated.

He felt that Ye Feng must have done it on purpose!

Who would assign such tasks to a beginner disciple?

“Your grandfather!”

In the end, the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect also let out an infuriated roar, just like Li Mo Huang.