The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 336

Chapter 336: Chapter 336: Spirit Butterfly Reincarnation Body, Activate Physique
 

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Lan Die’s cheeks burned hot with embarrassment as Ye Feng cradled her face, as if flames were scorching her.

“Sect… Sect Master, what are you doing?”

She quickly closed her eyes, her heartbeat accelerating.

But the next moment, Ye Feng had already released his hand and turned serious, scrutinizing her, “You’re from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, aren’t you?”

Lan Die trembled violently, hurriedly opening her eyes, filled with disbelief which then turned into fear.

She was afraid.

She had no attachment to the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect; on the contrary, she loathed the people there to the bone.

And today, seeing that the Misty Sect’s Sect Master Ye Feng was such a handsome youth, she had already planned to sincerely join this place.

But she hadn’t expected Ye Feng to see right through her origins!

“Sect Master, this is a misunderstanding!”

Lan Die hurriedly explained.

“Mm, I know it is a misunderstanding,” Ye Feng said, sitting in a wicker chair and picking up a cup of tea, sipping it lightly.

Seeing that Ye Feng was not angry but instead seemed to understand the situation fully, Lan Die was taken aback.

“Sect Leader, please listen to my explanation,” Lan Die urged.

“Then explain!”

Ye Feng, too, wanted to hear what Lan Die would say.

Even though he had guessed her background, he still wanted to hear it from Lan Die’s own mouth.

“When I was a child, our village was slaughtered by demon path cultivators, and I was the only survivor. Because I was found to possess lower-grade talents, I was taken back to the Demon Sect. And now, the Demon Sect Master wants me to join the Misty Sect and become an undercover agent,” Lan Die explained.

Ye Feng’s eyebrows raised, he asked, “If you knew it was the work of people from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, why did they still keep you alive without killing you?”

Lan Die shook her head, “They don’t know that I know.”

“Oh?” Ye Feng was surprised.

“Reporting to the Sect Master, I rarely dream at night, but whenever I do, the dreams are always true,” Lan Die continued narrating, “Every once in a while, I dream of our village being massacred by that group of mysterious people. Just before the end of each dream, I see them removing their disguises, revealing themselves as members of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.”

“Therefore, I am certain it was people from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect who killed everyone in our village. However, on the day of the slaughter, I had already been knocked unconscious by sound waves, so they thought I knew nothing and absurdly intended to use me as their pawn!”

As she said this, Lan Die clenched her fists.

A pair of bright eyes flashed with a cold blue light.

Ye Feng mostly believed her.

After all, Lan Die was the reincarnation of the Spirit Butterfly, and assimilating memories was inherently her talent—dreaming of these events only proved they were true.

“I have great sympathy for what you’ve been through.”

Ye Feng extended his hand, patting Lan Die’s shoulder.

“Sect Master, will… will you still drive me away?” Lan Die looked up at him with tearful eyes, her countenance resembling a kitten soaked by the rain.

Once, Lan Die had decided to pretend to be an undercover agent, planning to return to the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect for vengeance after achieving progress in her cultivation at the Misty Sect.

But now, with Ye Feng seeing through her origins at a glance, she felt very uncertain.

“I’ve said it before, you are the thirty-sixth second-generation disciple of our Misty Sect, unless you betray the Sect, I will not send you away,” said Ye Feng, handing over the teacup, “Would you like some tea?”

Lan Die shook her head repeatedly.

“Do you want to cultivate?” Ye Feng asked again.

“I do!” Lan Die nodded.

“Why?” Ye Feng asked further.

“For revenge!” Lan Die clenched her fists.

“It’s a pity, with just lower-grade talent, even after joining our Misty Sect, it will be difficult to cultivate to a level capable of shaking the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect in a short period,” Ye Feng led Lan Die out of the Sect Leader’s Great Hall, standing at the edge of a cliff, looking at the distant scenery.

Meanwhile, the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect was hiding in a grove of trees.

Since the peak of Misty Peak was shrouded in mist from the formations, he could not see exactly what was happening at the top of the mountain.

“Although Lan Die only has average talent, she is beautiful. Even this old man covets her, so I don’t believe that Ye Feng would refuse her!” the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect chuckled.

Having said that, he continued to wait.

Atop Misty Peak.

Ye Feng said, “Now that you’ve joined the Misty Sect, it’s time to send a reply message back to the Demon Sect Master.”

“Alright.”

Lan Die took out a spirit stone and a white paper crane from her pocket, brought the spirit stone close to the paper crane, and then said:

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“Sect Master, I have successfully infiltrated Misty Sect and am currently a second-generation disciple,” she said. “Due to my low status, I can’t uncover many secrets. Please give me time.”

After speaking, she tossed out the paper crane.

Swoosh!

The Spirit Stone instantly exhausted its power, and the white paper crane bolted like an arrow released from its string, shooting tens of meters in a blink of an eye, skimming towards a certain place at the base of the mountain.

In the woods.

The Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect received the white paper crane, listening to the voice Lan Die left behind, his aged face bloomed into a chrysanthemum with a smile.

“Good! Beautiful women do get things done.”

“Compared to her, Li Mo Huang is just trash!”

“I was praising him as a genius before.”

“This time when we return, without saying anything, let him clean the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect’s sewers for a month!”

The Great Elder of Divine Wind Sword Sect burned the white paper crane to ashes, then, with his hands clasped behind his back, scowling and muttering, he flew towards the Black Stone Wasteland.

At the summit of Misty Peak.

Lan Die and Ye Feng, watching the scene on the Heaven-Asking Mirror, also overheard the Divine Wind Sword Sect Great Elder’s whispers. Their expressions gradually turned bizarre, mourning for the pitiful Li Mo Huang for a second.

“Sect Master, why do you trust me so much?”

Lan Die quickly asked after realizing something.

Ye Feng fell silent.

Could he tell her: Lan Die, you’re a saucy youngster recognized by the System, plus, you have a special constitution. With such promising potential, how could I not trust you?

Ye Feng looked into the distance, his gaze profound, giving Lan Die the impression of encountering an otherworldly expert.

“The Sect Leader, through divination, knew that you came from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect and had suffered greatly in your early years. For that reason, I am willing to accept you. Would you, sincerely wish to become a disciple of our Misty Sect?”

Lan Die gazed at Ye Feng’s handsome profile.

For a moment, she didn’t know what to say. She felt touched, holding back tears and nodding firmly.

“Disciple is willing!”

“Then good, next, let the Sect Leader activate the special constitution within you.”

“Special constitution?”

“You still don’t know why your dreams are always real, do you? The root of it comes from your special constitution. When you described your dreams, I divined the cause and effect by calculation.”

“Really… really?”

Lan Die was stunned.

She hadn’t expected that the Sect Leader, devoid of any spiritual energy fluctuations, would turn out to be a peerless expert adept at deduction.

And more importantly, handsome!

Just one glance each day was enough to bring delight to both the spirit and the body.

“So, Sect Leader, what exactly is my special constitution?” Lan Die was quite curious.

Ye Feng said:

“Spirit Butterfly Reincarnation Body.”

“Once awakened, this constitution will allow you to independently create a dreamscape and access the memories of other beings.”

“At that time, whether it’s the cultivation techniques, ancient scriptures, various types of knowledge in their minds, or the intelligence they possess, you will be able to see it all clearly, very practical.”

Upon hearing this, Lan Die was even more shocked.

To this day, she had only learned that she had such a perverse constitution, and she couldn’t help but lower her head to look at herself, only finding herself slightly more prominent than other girls, with no sign of a special constitution.

“Stop looking, it’s not visible. Otherwise, how could the people from Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect overlook you?”

Ye Feng said with a slight smile.

Lan Die had but activated her Spirit Eyes and had not yet started formal cultivation. This indicated that she definitely wasn’t favored or recognized by the Demon Sect; otherwise, she wouldn’t be without any Cultivation Level.

But Lan Die’s lack of Cultivation Level was exactly what Ye Feng had hoped for.

Because, the lower one’s cultivation when activating the Spirit Butterfly Reincarnation Body, the easier it is.

“Come with me.”

Ye Feng brought Lan Die to the side of the Spiritual Spring.

At this point, there was no one else around the Spiritual Spring.

He took out a large wooden barrel, filled it with Spirit Spring Water, heated it with Heroic Spirit Power, and carved complex array patterns on the barrel, then said to Lan Die: “Get in, soak your entire body in the Spirit Spring Water.”

“Do I need to…”

Lan Die gestured at her clothes.

Ye Feng shook his head.

Lan Die submersed herself into the warm Spirit Spring Water and instantly shivered. With her Spirit Eyes activated, she could see the dense Spiritual Energy gathering swiftly towards her glabella.

A special sensation naturally arose.