The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 451
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Chapter 451: Chapter 451: The Talented Youth from the Royal Capital, Sparring Challenge
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Ancestor Lingmiao did not leave.
He constantly monitored the construction of the large-scale teleportation array, daring not to be the slightest bit negligent.
Because the materials for the large-scale teleportation array were too scarce.
He had exhausted one-third of the resources from the Mystique Kingdom’s national treasury, and could barely gather enough materials for one set.
The slightest mistake could lead to total loss.
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News from the Southern River Basin continued to spread in the Mystique Capital, stirring heated discussions among the royal and Divine Race families.
Within the Divine Race Xu Family.
Xu Huamao knelt before the pagoda, saying, “Ancestors, don’t disbelieve, that Ye Feng’s strength really is formidable, at least at the mid-stage of the Divine Origin Realm.”
The Xu Family Third Ancestor also nodded, adding, “Ancestors, Second Uncle, you may not believe it, but it is indeed true.”
“Is Ye Feng really that powerful?” the Xu Family Second Ancestor truly did not believe.
“This is nothing surprising,” at this moment, the Ancestral Master of the Xu Family spoke out, his voice old and resonant.
The Xu Family Second Ancestor was taken aback.
Only to hear the Ancestral Master of the Xu Family continue, “There are plenty of strong people in this world, especially some powers that rise suddenly, seemingly weak but may have a master supporting them from behind, or perhaps, they are reincarnation of a formidable person.”
Xu Huamao frowned, “Ancestor, are you suggesting that Ye Feng might be a reincarnation of a strong person?”
“Exactly!” the Ancestor of the Xu Family said.
In his view, a power that could rise suddenly most likely had such a reincarnated cultivator as its core strength.
Otherwise, how could Ye Feng’s understanding of spells be so brilliant?
Of course, it was also possible that Ye Feng was a strong person himself, simply concealing his true cultivation aura.
“Ancestor, should we still confront the Misty Sect?” Xu Huamao hesitated.
“Humph! Such a trivial matter, why bother making a fuss? Downplay major issues, dismiss the minor ones, or simply act as if nothing happened,” the Ancestral Master of the Xu Family said irritably.
If Ye Feng were just an ordinary Divine Origin Realm cultivator, not surpassing the third layer of the Divine Origin Realm, the Xu Family could still use their power to press others.
But now, Ye Feng had shown the strength of the mid-stage Divine Origin Realm, which could place him in the top ten within the Mystique Kingdom.
Such an existence was not to be provoked.
“Yes,” Xu Huamao nodded repeatedly.
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A massive ten-story tea house.
This was the most famous place in the Mystique Capital, its owner a stunning beauty with a Cultivation Level of the Spirit Sea Realm, drawing countless youths to enter the tea house to drink tea, chat, and admire the beauty.
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“I heard that Ye Feng, the Sect Master of the Misty Sect, is also a mid-stage Divine Origin Realm cultivator, the strongest in the Southern River Basin, with no equal.”
“Nonsense, all rumors!”
“You don’t believe it? Ha! Let me tell you, a distant cousin of mine is from County King City, and she told me that Sect Master Ye is handsome, with an extraordinary presence, exceptionally strong, the dream lover of countless young girls.”
“No, I don’t believe it, that’s just a rumor!”
“Let’s not talk to a frog in a well like you.”
In the tea house, everyone was talking about the events in the Southern River Basin.
It had been over a month since the battle of the Misty Sect.
The news had long since spread throughout the Southern River Basin, but for the Mystique Capital and other regions of the Mystique Kingdom, it was still fresh news.
Many people began to discuss this matter over tea and meals.
“I heard that the Southern River Basin is just a barren land. Previously, the strongest cultivator was the County King, with Quasi-Emperor cultivation. It was after the baptism of the Heavenly Dew that he smoothly broke into the Divine Origin Realm.”
“I know this too.”
“Although he has only just entered the Divine Origin Realm, the County King is also very strong.”
“My father has also advanced to the Divine Origin Realm, so there’s nothing to fear from the County King, right? Anyway, I’m not afraid of my father.”
“Cut it out! Last time your dad hit you, you knelt down immediately.”
“Don’t bring that up again!”
“Hey, why don’t we call the young talents of the Royal Capital and have some fun in the Southern River Basin, to challenge the local young heroes, and see if they’re at our level.”
“What a good idea!”
A number of young talents became interested.
Word spread quickly.
In less than half a day, a third of the young talents from the Royal Capital formed an imposing team and set out for the Southern River Basin.
This drew the attention of several high-ranking members of the Divine Race and royal families.
However, they did not interfere.
Many wanted to see if, after so many years of development, someone from the Southern River Basin could turn out to be a noteworthy genius.
Ye Feng was unaware of the approaching onslaught of young powerful figures from the Royal Capital.
Even if he were aware, it would not matter.
Those people were very strong, but unfortunately, they were not as strong as he was, not even the elders of those young talents.
At this moment, Ye Feng had finally refined several hundred brand new Sect Disciple Identity Tokens and distributed them.
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“Sect Master, I just need to complete one last mission, and I can be promoted to the ranks of a True Disciple.”
Mo Ying, holding the Breeze-riding Sword, slowly approached.
She had just taken on a new mission to be completed near County King City, after which she could rise to the position of a True Disciple.
She looked at the North Union Seven Divine Peaks suspended in the clouds and had already picked out her residence.
“So soon?”
Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, “Then go and carry out the mission, I hope you can become the first True Disciple of our Misty Sect.”
“Sect Master Uncle, I am also going to undertake a mission, which is on the way with Junior Sister Mo Ying.” Li Jiaojiao, carrying two kitchen knives, walked over with her cheeks rosy as ripe apples.
“I am on the same route too.” Wang Ping’an, lugging a black pot, said meekly.
Ye Feng gave him a sideways glance, saying, “When you are out and about, speak less and do more.”
“Don’t worry, Sect Master Uncle, I will surely practice the silence chant,” Wang Ping’an quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
“Hmm, go ahead!” Ye Feng nodded.
Whoosh!
Mo Ying, Li Jiaojiao, and Wang Ping’an flew out on their swords toward County King City, which was thousands of miles away.
Over ten thousand miles away.
Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi, Shi Lei, and the other members of Misty Sect’s F4 were flying mid-air.
They had just taken on a new sect mission yesterday, heading to the northern Sword King Sect’s territory in search of precious Spiritual Medicine.
At this moment, they had already passed County King City and continued northward.
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Sword King Sect, located in the northern part of the Southern River Basin, crossing this region would allow one to enter the central area of Mystique Kingdom, not far from Mystique Capital.
Amidst the mountains, hundreds of people were glaring at each other with rage.
They were divided into two groups.
One group was dressed in Sword King Sect’s attire, with about a hundred people, out of which more than a dozen were wounded, looking pale.
The other group was clad in a variety of colorful robes, numbering over two hundred. They had varying cultivation levels and were young elites from various large forces in Mystique Capital.
They stood with arms folded behind their backs, looking mockingly at the injured disciples of Sword King Sect.
“Aiyo, so these are Sword King Sect’s Inner Sect Disciples? They don’t seem to take a beating very well, do they?” a dashing young man in a blue shirt shrugged his shoulders.
“We fought equally ranked battles and lost. We admit that you talents from the capital are very strong, but that doesn’t mean you can humiliate us in Sword King Sect!” a Sword King Sect disciple with a pale face retorted coldly.
“That’s right, what right do you have to insult Sword King Sect?” other Inner Sect Disciples chimed in.
Today, over two hundred young talents from the capital had located the Inner Sect Disciples of Sword King Sect, agreeing to spar with them here.
As a result, all the competing disciples of Sword King Sect were defeated and injured, clearly no match for the others.
“So what if we mock you? Losers deserve to be humiliated, because lagging behind means getting hit!” a young prodigy from the capital at Element Gathering Realm first layer boasted, crossing his arms and sneering.
“Well said, if that’s the case, do you dare to battle me?” A figure cut through the crowd, and with a voice full of vigor, the aura of someone at the peak of Element Gathering Realm first layer pervaded, bolstering the morale of Sword King Sect disciples.
This person was Sword King Sect’s newly promoted True Disciple.
Luo Hedong!
“Oh, finally someone interesting shows up. What, are you here to fight for your Sect’s honor?” the capital’s Element Gathering Realm prodigy mocked, still holding his arms.
“If you have the guts, then come and fight!” Luo Hedong shouted.
“As if I’d be afraid of you!” the prodigy from the capital stood out, his aura strong, causing Luo Hedong to feel a shred of danger.
At that moment, in the high sky.
Misty Sect’s F4 happened to slowly fly by.
“Look, the disciples of Sword King Sect are confronting others, and there’s someone we know among them, Luo Hedong.” Huo Yunjie pointed toward the ground and halted.
“Is this a friendly match?” Shi Lei asked.
“It seems like it.” Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing both nodded.
“Then let’s not rush to our mission, let’s watch this first,” Huo Yunjie crossed his legs and hovered in mid-air, seated on the Cold Light Sword.
The other three also did not leave.
They had no particular agenda, just looking to join in the excitement.
“Who are those people up there, so bold as to look down on us as if we don’t exist? Get down here!”
But soon, one of the capital’s elites spotted Huo Yunjie and the others and immediately shouted at them to come down.
At the sound of his voice, both sides lifted their heads and focused their attention on Huo Yunjie and his group.
In that moment, they became the center of attention.
“We just came to watch the fun; how did we become the targets?”
Qiao Jiaxi said, clearly exasperated.
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