The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Lan Die, This Is Called Losing the Wife and the Troops
 

Behind the scenes.

Ye Feng looked at the Heaven-Asking Mirror and burst out laughing with a “pfft”.

“Hahaha, it really shows that we’re from the same sect, the way we curse is almost identical, damn it!”

Ye Feng adopted the other person’s tone and let out some colorful language.

Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect’s Sect Master’s Grand Hall.

Li Mo Huang hugged the Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect’s leg, crying out, “Sect Master, it’s not that your disciple didn’t try hard, it’s just that the tasks Ye Feng assigned are too bizarre!”

“Get lost!”

The Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect kicked him away with a foot.

He sat on the Sect Master’s throne, rubbed his temples, and as he stared into the distance, he grew increasingly helpless.

“I don’t know why things have turned out this way, but since Ye Feng has arranged the tasks like this, it definitely means he has discovered something.”

“However, Ye Feng may not know that you are a disciple of our Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect. Perhaps, he just felt your cultivation level was too high and found you suspicious, possibly an undercover agent sent by a sect like Qingyun Sect, which is why he has been so cautious.”

“So, our next step is to send out a disciple with average talent and low cultivation level, preferably a beautiful woman.”

“I don’t believe that Ye Feng would dare to make a delicate female disciple clean out the sewers too.”

Having said this, the Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect looked at the other black-robed elders and asked, “What do you few think about this plan of our Sect Master?”

“The Sect Master’s plan is flawless and bound to succeed!”

The black-robed elders hurriedly flattered him.

The Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect smirked mockingly, “Heh! That’s what you all said when we sent Li Mo Huang out.”

Upon hearing this, the elders silently lowered their heads.

“A bunch of sycophants, get lost!”

The Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect waved his sleeve and walked out of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect’s Sect Master’s Grand Hall, strolling through the sect grounds.

Ye Feng quickly urged the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, disguised as a single hair, to follow and ensure he had a complete view of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect’s territory.

The Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect arrived at a certain courtyard.

Observing a young woman in a blue dress cooking, he said solemnly, “Lan Die, I have a task for you.”

The woman immediately knelt down and said, “Please give your orders, Sect Master.”

“I will escort you to the star-level Misty Sect thousands of miles away. Pretend to join them and become an undercover agent to gather information for me. Do you understand?”

“Sect Master, your disciple understands,” she said.

Lan Die knelt on the ground, her forehead touching the floor, appearing very respectful.

No one knew that behind her tightly closed eyes, anger flickered.

…

“Ah, stirring up trouble for me again!”

Ye Feng looked at the image of Lan Die and was speechless.

An hour later.

Under the escort of the Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect, Lan Die left the Black Stone Wasteland and saw the outside world for the first time.

“Sect Master, is this the outside world?” she asked curiously.

“Hmph! What’s with all the questions? Just focus on carrying out your task. If Ye Feng asks, you say that you’ve been an orphan since childhood, coming from a place of poverty and danger. Having heard of Misty Sect’s might, you longed to join it, understand?” the Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect instructed.

“Your disciple understands,” Lan Die replied, her head bowed, appearing obedient, but a cold glint flashed deep within her pupils.

Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, seizing the opportunity while the two left the underground cavern, slipped away discreetly and went to a secluded spot.

“Sect Leader, those guys have brought another undercover agent over, you’ve got to be careful!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch pressed his hand to his forehead and, using the Spirit Beast Pavilion as a relay point, sent a message to Ye Feng.

“Understood, go and rest,” Ye Feng responded and stood on the peak of Misty Peak, quietly observing his surroundings, waiting for the new undercover agent Lan Die’s arrival.

At dusk.

The sound of the Summoning Bell echoed from the foot of the mountain.

“Fox Da Hong, bring the person up,” called Ye Feng.

“Alright!”

Fox Da Hong, munching on a chicken leg, hopped down the mountain. When he saw a blue-dressed beautiful young girl with bare, snow-white feet standing ahead, he asked, “Who are you, and what do you want?”

Seeing the red-furred Fox Da Hong before her, Lan Die’s eyes brightened as she found it so cute she wanted to give it a squeeze.

“My name is Lan Die; I want to join Misty Sect,” she said.

Lan Die bowed respectfully, her manner polite.

“Follow me!”

Fox Da Hong waved his paw, opening a passage and leading Lan Die up the mountain.

However, Lan Die had no cultivation level and climbed very slowly.

Looking at Misty Peak’s three thousand steps, she found the path incredibly difficult to navigate.

“You are so slow!”

Fox Da Hong emerged from the mist, “I’ve already made five or six trips, and you’re still not at the summit.”

“I have no cultivation level, so I walk a bit slower, please forgive me.” Lan Die clutched the stone railing by her side, panting and covered in sweat. Yet, the determination in her eyes could not be obscured by fatigue.

“Forget it, I’ll take you.”

Fox Da Hong placed a chicken leg on the railing, performed a hand seal, and chanted silently. With a flick of his finger, a wisp of smoke flowed from his mouth and transformed into a one-meter-tall Paper Warrior General.

“Charge for me!”

Fox Da Hong picked up the chicken leg and raced up the steps.

The Paper Warrior General lifted Lan Die on its shoulders and also started the ascent.

“Wow, is this immortal magic?”

Lan Die’s eyes shone with excitement at the sight of the “Paper Warrior” spell, and she yearned to learn it.

“So slow!”

At the peak of Misty Peak, Ye Feng fanned himself with a Mini Banana Palm Fan, feeling refreshed in the breeze as he mused on how incredibly slow Lan Die was.

“We’re here!”

At that moment, Fox Da Hong reached the summit, with the Paper Warrior General right behind him, still carrying Lan Die.

Pfft!

Suddenly, the Paper Warrior General turned into a puff of smoke and merged into Fox Da Hong, who swiftly grabbed the large chicken leg and dashed across the newly constructed drawbridge towards the Spirit Beasts Platform.

Only Lan Die and Ye Feng were left at the top of Misty Peak.

Looking at the handsome and extraordinary young man before her, Lan Die’s cheeks flushed, and her heartbeat quickened.

Since childhood, she had been captured by members of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect and lived in an underground cave, never seeing the outside world.

Even when she saw young male disciples like Li Mo Huang, she found their appearances unsatisfactory.

But today, she saw Ye Feng.

His striking features instantly captivated her heart.

“I am Ye Feng, Misty Sect’s Sect Leader.”

Ye Feng swayed his fan, a faint smile on his lips, “What’s your name, and why have you come here?”

His voice was as clear as a mountain spring.

Lan Die lowered her gaze, her red lips slightly parted, replying, “Reporting to the Sect Master, my name is Lan Die, from a poor mountain village. I’ve heard of Misty Sect’s fame and have come to join the Sect to learn the ways of immortal magic.”

“Hmm, let this Sect Master examine your bones.”

Ye Feng reached out and grasped the girl’s snow-white wrist, causing her to shiver and her face to flush with shyness.

“System, this person is from Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, shouldn’t she be unsuitable for joining Misty Sect?”

Despite knowing Lan Die’s background, Ye Feng still proceeded with the customary inquiry.

“Ding, meets the requirements for joining the Sect!”

The prompt from the System caused Ye Feng’s pupils to contract, and he stared at Lan Die in disbelief, making her even more embarrassed, nearly burying her face in her chest.

“Impossible!”

Ye Feng blinked, “Unless Lan Die’s heart is with the Han, despite being in Cao’s camp. On the surface, she appears to be a disciple of Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, but in reality, she is not, thus meeting the requirements to join the Sect.”

With this thought, Ye Feng took out the Book of Names, wrote down Lan Die’s basic information, and stamped it with the Sect Leader’s Seal.

“Ding, Registered Disciple ‘Lan Die’ received, mortal, Spirit Eyes have opened, Lower Grade root, Spirit Butterfly Reincarnation Body (inactivated), harbors profound resentment towards Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.”

“Spirit Butterfly Reincarnation Body… What’s that constitution?” Ye Feng was hearing about this physique for the first time and looked clueless.

“Ding, Spirit Butterflies, naturally born spiritual beasts with powerful illusion abilities, can read memories of other beings within the Illusionary Realm. In a past life, they reached the Divine Origin Realm and were exterminated in a great battle. A strand of their primordial soul reincarnated and transformed into Lan Die,” explained the System.

“Reading memories?”

“This talent is unbeatable!”

Ye Feng inhaled deeply, gently cradled Lan Die’s lovely face in his hands, and admired her with a look of appreciation in his eyes.

“Very well, from today onward, you are the thirty-sixth Second-generation Disciple of our Misty Sect.”

Ye Feng was quite satisfied with Lan Die.

He wanted to say that the Demon Sect Master didn’t know the value of such a talent, unwisely giving her away.

“Hehe, thanks, Lao Tie, for the gifted talent!”

Thinking this, Ye Feng smiled contentedly.