The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 481

Chapter 481: Chapter 481: The Void Break Realm with a Concealed Identity, Ye Feng’s Assistance
 

After taking a deep breath, Ancestor Jinling narrowed his eyes as he gazed towards the place shrouded in radiant brilliance.

There lay the Misty Sect, located in the eastern part of Whitefloat City.

Four great mountain peaks, and atop each of the seven floating mountain peaks, shone a brilliant fortune as if a cluster of suns were suspended above the earth, leaving Ancestor Jinling dumbfounded.

“It’s actually a land permeated with great destiny!”

Ancestor Jinling was shocked.

The Heavenly Eye is a high-level Divine Skill.

Through it, one can see things that ordinary cultivators cannot.

Ordinary cultivators with Spirit Eyes can already see nature’s spiritual energy, discern demons, and judge the cultivation realms of others.

Compared to mortals, cultivators who have opened their Spirit Eyes are like towering Divine Spirits.

But in front of those who have activated the Heavenly Eye, cultivators with Spirit Eyes are no different than mortals.

The gap between them is enormous!

“To think that within the Southern River Basin, I would find a sect gathering the great fortunes of thousands, it’s worth paying a visit or two.”

Ancestor Jinling murmured to himself.

He was well-traveled and knowledgeable.

Even scattered across the Shenzhou Continent, there were not many sects blessed with such destiny.

Such forces should not be antagonized.

Otherwise, it would be seeking one’s own destruction.

“According to rumors, a force with great destiny either has a powerful background or is shrouded in the fortune of an Ancient Holy God, destined to rise.”

“The sect in front of me is at best a Two-Star Rank power, and it seems quite weak.”

“However, being shrouded by such great destiny, its rise is only a matter of time, so I might as well pay a visit now.”

“Perhaps it will turn out to be an opportunity for me.”

Ancestor Jinling smiled slightly, reaching up to his face to wipe it, and his whole being was immediately enveloped in a mysterious aura. His appearance remained the same, but his temperament had changed.

He now looked like an ordinary old man.

“This ‘Concealment Divine Skill’ is really quite good.”

Ancestor Jinling chuckled, flying towards the Misty Sect.

Although he had disguised himself as an ordinary old man, he still displayed the aura of someone in the Spirit Sea Realm.

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Ancestor Jinling gathered much information from within Whitefloat City and swiftly learned many things.

“Misty Sect, a One-Star Force, Sect Master Ye Feng, Protector Fox Consort Feifei, two Divine Origin Realm Great Powers… one of the creators of the Genius List, overpowering demon fiends…”

“This power has a very good reputation, and Sect Master Ye Feng is a Chosen One who can absorb the power of Ancient Heroic Spirits on his own, no wonder the whole sect is shrouded in great destiny.”

“It seems that this Chosen One is the key.”

“Moreover, the Hardwood Plains where the Ancient Holy God is located is a property of the Misty Sect.”

“I understand!”

“The great destiny of the Misty Sect comes from the Ancient Holy God Remains buried deep underground!”

Ancestor Jinling thought to himself.

Soon, he arrived at the foot of Misty Peak.

“I’ve heard that to pay respects to the mountain, one must ring the Summoning Bell at the foot of Misty Peak.”

Ancestor Jinling glanced at the ancient bell at the foot of the mountain, feeling an unpretentious yet extraordinary aura emanating from it.

“Nourished by destiny, even an ordinary bell has been imbued with fortune, becoming extraordinary.”

The layman watches the excitement; the expert watches the way.

Others without the Heavenly Eye cannot see the wonders of the Misty Sect, but Ancestor Jinling can.

Dong dong dong!

He struck the Summoning Bell.

In less than ten breaths, a fiery-red figure rolled from the mountaintop to the ground, letting out a pained “ouch.”

Fox Da Hong rubbed his head, picked up the big chicken leg that had fallen to the ground, and sized up Ancestor Jinling.

“Old man, was it you who rang the Summoning Bell?”

“Indeed, it was me!”

Ancestor Jinling looked at Fox Da Hong, and realizing that the other party, like himself, had the bloodline of the Demon Race, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of kinship.

“Come with me!”

Fox Da Hong stretched out a hand, conjuring a burly Paper Warrior General carrying Ancestor Jinling, and began to run up the mountain.

“Ouch, this spell isn’t half bad!”

Ancestor Jinling, observing the Paper Warrior General beneath him and then looking at Fox Da Hong, who was running and nibbling on a chicken leg, grew more impressed with Misty Sect.

Atop the peak.

“Sect Master, the person has arrived.”

Fox Da Hong had the Paper Warrior General set Ancestor Jinling down, then ran across the drawbridge towards Spirit Beast Peak.

Ancestor Jinling stood still.

He glanced at the huge, thousand-year ancient pines, then at the spiritual plants and Spiritual Spring on the summit of Misty Peak, filled with wonder.

“This Sect appears unremarkable, yet each item here is extraordinary; and what’s more, that black-brown Spiritual Liquid that person was drinking, it’s actually bubbling. What in the world is it?”

Ancestor Jinling watched Ye Feng, who was sitting on a reclining chair and drinking Happy Water, his mind brimming with questions.

“Esteemed elder, are you the one who wishes to visit our Misty Sect?”

Ye Feng set down his empty enamel cup and looked at Ancestor Jinling, “I am the Sect Master of Misty Sect, Ye Feng. May I know who you are?”

“This old man is Jinling, a mere cultivator in the Spirit Sea Realm, unworthy of Sect Master Ye’s attention. I’m just passing by for a visit,” Ancestor Jinling bowed slightly to Ye Feng.

“Princess, make some tea,” Ye Feng called out.

“Yes.” Hu Feifei emerged from the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

Ancestor Jinling, having activated his Heavenly Eye, watched Hu Feifei and noticed her extraordinary aura, causing him to take several more glances.

However, since Hu Feifei was a gift from the System, enveloped in great Luck Empowerment, even with his Heavenly Eye activated, Ancestor Jinling couldn’t discern her true nature and only felt she was not simple.

Ye Feng sized up Ancestor Jinling.

Today, there had been no shortage of visits.

Some were from characters like Commandery Prince Shu Qianjun, Mo Tianlong, and other Divine Origin Realm powers from different regions of the Mystique Kingdom, or strong cultivators like Mu Ruxue and Liu Ming.

Therefore, the arrival of Ancestor Jinling did not surprise Ye Feng, who prepared to chat casually for a bit.

But upon seeing the grey hairs tinged with an aura of death atop Ancestor Jinling’s head, Ye Feng’s pupils narrowed.

“Elder, you don’t have much longer to live!”

No sooner had these words left his mouth than Ancestor Jinling was immediately furious.

Damn it!

As a well-meaning visitor, I’m being cursed with death by you?

He cursed inwardly.

But just then, Ye Feng reached out, pointing at the grey hairs on Ancestor Jinling’s head with a serious expression, explaining:

“You’re enveloped in the aura of death. Once all your three thousand strands of worry are shrouded in the aura of death, your soul will also scatter. By then, you will undoubtedly die.”

Ancestor Jinling was stunned.

He thought that Ye Feng was cursing him.

But the other party had actually seen through to the crux of the issue.

Indeed!

His hidden affliction was exactly that.

When he sought medical advice around the region, many Void Break Realm doctors had mentioned that once his hair turned completely grey from being wrapped in the aura of death, he would indeed perish.

To save his life, he had no choice but to use his own cultivation strength to suppress the aura of death, causing his hair to turn from grey to silvery-white.

“Sect Master Ye, can you see my hidden affliction?”

Ancestor Jinling quickly inquired.

According to rumors, Ye Feng was just a mid-level Divine Origin cultivator.

This level of power wasn’t initially of any concern to Ancestor Jinling, but being able to discern his affliction at a glance was enough to prove Ye Feng’s extraordinariness, making him worthy of discussion.

“Of course, I can see it. For an affliction like yours, even I can’t cure it.”

Ye Feng sighed.

Hearing this, Ancestor Jinling was not disappointed.

After all, Ye Feng was but a mid-level Divine Origin Realm cultivator; being able to detect the affliction was already impressive.

As for a cure, not to mention Ye Feng, even those Void Break Realm doctors couldn’t achieve it, only able to help Ancestor Jinling suppress the aura of death.

“However, I can devour the aura of death. Although it’s not a cure, it would be enough to extend your life.”

Ye Feng suddenly spoke up.

Ancestor Jinling listened, his face full of disbelief.