The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 455

Chapter 455: Chapter 455: Cultivation Level Amplification, Flying Sword Bai Ling, Gathering of the Proud Sons of Heaven
 

“System, what’s going on with the cultivation enhancement?”

Ye Feng immediately asked the System.

“Under normal circumstances, an ordinary disciple can contribute to the Sect Leader a cultivation equivalent to their own true cultivation. If a disciple is promoted to a True Disciple, the effect will double.”

The System explained.

Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, “You mean, after Mo Ying is promoted to a True Disciple, I essentially gain an additional boost equivalent to Mo Ying’s own cultivation, which is… two ‘Powers of Mo Ying’?”

“That is one way to put it,” the System said.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng fell silent.

He began to sense the changes in his flesh body strength.

“Indeed, it has increased by the amount of a fourth-layer peak of the Element Gathering Realm. In that case, as the disciples of the sect break through to True Disciples in succession, my strength can also increase substantially.”

Ye Feng started to smile.

But soon, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Advancing to a True Disciple was not so simple. Mo Ying was so powerful, and even now, she had just passed the assessment.

For others, it was even harder.

But even a mosquito’s leg is meat, and it’s certainly better than nothing.

Moreover, True Disciples currently provide only so much cultivation, but one day in the future when their cultivation rises, that will be double happiness.

“I like this feature!”

Ye Feng’s smile gradually turned foolish, but he quickly reined it in, his hands behind his back, as he looked towards Elders’ Hall at Feilai Peak.

After leaving the Elders’ Hall, Mo Ying walked along the hanging bridge towards Misty Peak, raising her head and meeting Ye Feng’s gaze by chance.

“Come here, I’ll remodel your identity token for you,” Ye Feng stretched out his hand and said softly.

Mo Ying reached the summit of Misty Peak, took off the identity token tied to her belt, and presented it with both hands.

“Sect Leader, here!”

“The remodeling process will be quick, just wait a moment.”

Ye Feng lifted his hand, summoned the Refining Furnace, and tossed the identity token into it. Soon after, it made clinking noises.

The remodeling process was indeed rapid.

The two were silent for just a moment before the lid of the furnace opened up.

“Here is your new identity token,” Ye Feng, clutching the slightly warm token, handed it to Mo Ying.

The token felt warm in her hand.

Mo Ying looked at the back, where the raised letters “True Disciple Mo Ying” were especially conspicuous.

She gently touched the inscription, her lips curving slightly upward.

At this moment, Mo Ying’s sense of belonging to Misty Sect reached an all-time high.

“Thank you for your guidance, Sect Leader!”

Mo Ying attached the token to her belt and bowed deeply.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, “From now on, you are the first True Disciple of our Misty Sect. I hope you continue to work hard and someday bring honor to Misty Sect!”

These words warmed Mo Ying’s heart.

It felt like surging waves washing through her heart, and the words “bring honor” echoed in her mind.

Mo Ying clenched her fists secretly.

She had gained even greater motivation.

“Sect Leader, I will go down to cultivate now,” Mo Ying took a deep breath to calm her excitement and was about to leave.

“As a True Disciple, you will receive a brand-new Spiritual Artifact. Tell me, what kind of artifact do you want? Provide some details, and I will personally refine it for you,” Ye Feng called out to Mo Ying.

Mo Ying was taken aback, “Sect Leader, I already have a Middle Grade Spirit Sword, there’s no need for now, right?”

“That’s not the same,” Ye Feng waved his hand, placing the Refining Furnace on the ground; next to it appeared a white bone about one foot long, crystal clear like jade, emanating a strong presence.

This item was a section of a rib from the Bone Demon Empress.

Looking at this section of the bone, Mo Ying could sense an infinitely vast aura from it, at least of the Demon King Level.

“So tell me, what type of Spiritual Artifact do you want?” Ye Feng paused for a moment, “You have comprehended the Swift Sword Intent, so my suggestion is a Flying Sword, which is very suitable for you.”

“Hmm… let’s do this, please refine a Flying Sword about one foot long for me, Sect Leader. It doesn’t need to be too big. The important thing is that it is sharp and lightweight…” Mo Ying gradually shared her requirements.

“Hmm, that’s doable,” Ye Feng said while listening, and he communicated with the Refining Furnace, making fine adjustments according to the feedback.

Ten minutes later, the forging began.

The segment of the Demon Emperor’s skeletal remains was tossed into the refining furnace, after which Ye Feng introduced a strand of Wind Element Spirit Energy, and added quite a few special refining materials.

Midway through the process, Ye Feng took some of Mo Ying’s fresh blood and mixed it in, beginning a new round of refinement.

Only after half an hour did the refining come to an end.

Clang!

The lid of the furnace shot up towards the sky.

A crystalline, jade-like White Bone Flying Sword hovered in mid-air.

This sword was thin as a cicada’s wing, its surface entwined with a few red threads, and a gentle vibration could release a fierce sword beam.

Ye Feng lightly flicked the blade, producing a pleasing sword chime.

“Such a sharp Flying Sword, lightweight and sharp, it’s truly perfect!”

Mo Ying looked at the Flying Sword, noticing there was a “Ying” character on it, rendered in ink color.

“This sword is of the Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact tier; it can be stored within the Qi Sea, continuously nurtured day and night with one’s own True Yuan, slowly enhancing its power. As for the name, you can decide.”

Ye Feng handed the Flying Sword over.

“Upper… Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact?”

Mo Ying was startled within.

She had thought Ye Feng would forge just an excellent Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact, but it turned out to be Upper Grade!

“The grade is a bit low, after all, the raw material is the skeletal remains of a Divine Origin Realm Demon Emperor,” Ye Feng muttered to himself.

“Demon Emperor’s Skeletal Remains?!”

Mo Ying was so shocked her mouth hung open.

No wonder she felt her heart palpitate when that segment of bone appeared; it turned out to be the remains of a Demon King level emperor!

“Utilize your own power well to nurture this sword; its potential is not low. In the future, becoming a Supreme Grade Spiritual Artifact is no problem, and even becoming a Spiritual Treasure is not impossible.”

Ye Feng put away the refining furnace, sat in a lounge chair, took a sip of Happy Water, and instantly felt refreshed.

Mo Ying hadn’t anticipated such grand potential for the sword.

She gently caressed the sword, feeling a deep connection with it.

It seemed that Ye Feng’s earlier collection of her blood for the refinement was to link her with the sword ahead of time; now, she could use it directly without further sacrifice.

As for others, even if they obtained it, they wouldn’t be able to use it.

“Have you thought of a name for the sword?” Ye Feng asked.

Gazing at the Flying Sword, Mo Ying pondered for a moment, then said, “This sword shall be named ‘Bai Ling’.”

“Bai Ling Sword?” Ye Feng carefully savored the name, then after a moment, nodded, “That works, better than any name I could have come up with.”

Mo Ying had an odd expression on her face.

She really wanted to say: Sect Leader, you’re hopeless at naming. Anyone in our Misty Sect is better at it than you.

But of course, she didn’t dare to say this out loud.

“Sect Leader, I will go try out the Bai Ling Sword.”

“Go ahead!”

Ye Feng watched Mo Ying as she flew towards Fuyun Gloomy Forest, then observed the Bai Ling Sword cutting through the air at high speed, making a piercing sound, and nodded approvingly, believing that the power of this sword was not bad, comparable to the Five Elements Spirit Sword.

…

Mystique Royal Capital.

Zhu Lei sat in a resplendent palace, looking nervously at the prodigies seated around him.

In this grand hall, his cultivation level was quite ordinary.

The others were either at the Third Layer or Fourth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm, and the three with the highest cultivation had reached the Seventh Layer of the Element Gathering Realm, on par with the first true disciple of the Sword King Sect, Jiang Baige.

“Huo Yunjie, Qiao Jiaxi, Jiang Baige, Mu Ruxue… Interesting, it seems the Southern River Basin has indeed produced quite a number of people worthy of the title prodigies. Pity, such prodigies are commonplace in our Royal Capital,” chuckled a top prodigy at the Seventh Layer of the Element Gathering Realm.

“Everyone, I intend to personally visit the Southern River Basin to challenge Jiang Baige. Who wishes to accompany me?” he asked.

“We are willing!”

Most of the prodigies in attendance erupted with a powerful aura, blowing the roof off the grand hall, an astounding sight.

In a corner, a prodigy wiped the sweat off his brow.

“Are these guys crazy, always blowing up my Council Hall and not even paying for it, utterly speechless!” he complained with disdain.

If he’d known they were that boisterous, he wouldn’t have let them gather here to discuss matters.

“Gentlemen, how can you visit the Southern River Basin without me?”

Just then, a gentle and pleasing voice came from outside the Council Hall.