The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 79

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Sect Master Uncle, I Want to Go Home for a Blind Date (Extra)

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Bang!

Ye Feng fell to the ground, his top facing the earth, legs and back against the wall, feeling profoundly wronged.

“My head!”

He swore, he truly hadn’t done it on purpose!

The scene he stumbled upon just now was purely accidental!

He wasn’t sure whether Mo Ying had caught him staring, but if she had, wouldn’t that be unbearably awkward?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng was filled with regret.

He hadn’t known before that Spirit Eyes also had an X-ray-like function…

Of course, this function only worked on cultivators with spiritual energy in their bodies, which made it all the more embarrassing.

At that moment, the bathroom door opened.

Mo Ying walked out just in time to see Ye Feng with his top to the ground and feet in the air in a bizarre pose.

“Is Sect Leader practicing Iron Head Skill?”

Mo Ying, holding a towel, asked.

She was still wearing her black gauze hat and did not reveal her true face, but since Ye Feng was essentially looking upside down at her, he could see half of Mo Ying’s face under the black gauze.

What he saw looked as if it had been corroded, but as he got used to it, Ye Feng thought it wasn’t a big deal.

He quickly got up, pointed at the bright moon above, and said, “Look, the moon is so big and round.”

Mo Ying looked up to see the crescent moon with a suspicious expression.

This is a full moon?

What kind of vision does the Sect Leader have?

She complained inwardly, then looked down only to find that Ye Feng had disappeared from the spot.

“How strange.”

Mo Ying shook her head and went back to her room.

Inside the Sect Leader’s Great Hall, Ye Feng was patting his chest, his heart pounding.

…

The next morning.

Ye Feng got up early.

He found that Li Jiaojiao was also up, busy in the kitchen with the Little White Fox standing on the stove, squinting as it basked in the warmth, utterly content.

“Good morning, Sect Master Uncle. I’m making breakfast for the fellow disciples.” Li Jiaojiao, who was washing pots with Spirit Pool Water, saw Ye Feng approaching and hurriedly greeted him.

“Why are you up so early, doing breakfast instead of cultivating?” Ye Feng asked.

“Making breakfast is also a way of cultivating!” Li Jiaojiao said.

Ye Feng was taken aback and asked, “Who said that?”

Li Jiaojiao suddenly became very serious, gazing at the sky and said, “When the Old Sect Leader was alive, the moment he brought me to Misty Peak, he took my hand and said, ‘Jiaojiao, you are the flower of the village, you shouldn’t normally have to cook and clean, but you might not realize, this too is a form of cultivation’.”

Hearing this, Ye Feng’s face was full of black lines.

The Old Sect Leader must have been talking nonsense, misleading the innocent girl so she would happily do the cooking and cleaning every day…

At this moment, Li Jiaojiao continued, “At that time, the Old Sect Leader told me that while cooking, constantly sensing the harmony of various ingredients can lead to the creation of a culinary path, making food that is greatly beneficial to cultivators… I remember, this profession is called ‘Spirit Chef’.”

“So, I want to become a Spirit Chef!”

Li Jiaojiao raised her small hand holding the pot scrubber, unfazed by the dirty water splashing onto her face, full of determination.

Watching her spirit, Ye Feng chose not to speak further.

Although he didn’t know whether the profession of “Spirit Chef” existed in the world, if Li Jiaojiao could truly venture down this path and achieve something, as the Sect Leader, Ye Feng would certainly find it gratifying.

Even though Ye Feng suspected this might just be the Old Sect Leader bamboozling Li Jiaojiao, he still chose to support her.

When a person is passionate about something, even if it’s an unknown path, there is still a chance to forge something great.

“Work hard, and I’ll wait for the day you become a Spirit Chef.”

Ye Feng said, extending his hand, wanting to pat Li Jiaojiao on the shoulder as a gesture of encouragement, but because Li Jiaojiao was quite petite, about five feet two, and Ye Feng was tall, his hand could only rest on the top of her head.

This sudden “head-pat kill” instantly made Li Jiaojiao’s eyes widen as she looked up at Ye Feng, her heartbeat suddenly quickening.

“Sect Master Uncle…”

Huo Yunjie’s voice came from outside the kitchen.

Ye Feng withdrew his hand and casually picked up a bowl of water as he walked out of the kitchen, completely unaware that Li Jiaojiao had lowered her head, her face already as red as the setting sun.

Outside the kitchen.

Ye Feng saw Huo Yunjie dressed in a new outfit, looking very clean, with a letter in his hand, so he asked, “Dressed so handsomely, and even shaved, don’t tell me it’s for a blind date?”

After speaking, Ye Feng took a gulp of Spiritual Water, ready to rinse his mouth.

Huo Yunjie said in surprise, “Sect Master Uncle really predicts like a deity, I just received a letter from my mother, telling me to go back for a blind date.”

Pfft!

Ye Feng spurted the mouthwash out on the spot.

“Really a blind date?”

“Yes, didn’t you already predict it, Sect Leader?” Huo Yunjie was confused. Ye Feng had just been calm a moment ago, why did he seem so surprised now?

“Recently, it’s not very peaceful around Whitefloat City, be sure to pay attention to safety when you go home,”

Ye Feng agreed.

However, he took a Spirit Sword out from the System Space and handed it to Huo Yunjie, saying, “It’s for temporary use, traveling with a sword will make you much faster.”

Back when he was at Fenhuo River, Ye Feng had eradicated five bandits from Xieguang Stronghold and had seized five Spiritual Artifacts, including a Spirit Sword.

“Thank you, Sect Master Uncle… But I haven’t cultivated any sword-related spells and can’t travel with a sword.”

“That’s easy, I’ll pass on Mo Ying’s First Grade Spell “Streaming Light Sword Qi” to you right now. Don’t worry, I’ve asked her, and she said it’s a spell that can be shared within the Sect,” Ye Feng said.

“Thank you, Sect Master Uncle!” Huo Yunjie said gratefully.

“By the way, where’s your home?” Ye Feng asked again.

“Sect Leader, my home is in Beacon Fire City,” Huo Yunjie replied.

“Ah! Your home is actually in Beacon Fire City? Why haven’t you ever mentioned it before?” Ye Feng exclaimed, his mouth gaping in surprise.

Huo Yunjie showed a bitter smile, “Sect Master Uncle doesn’t know, although my family is a noble one, the situation is a bit complex. It’s hard to explain in a few words, so it’s better left unmentioned!”

Ye Feng didn’t say anything more.

In the following time, he personally taught the “Streaming Light Sword Qi”, and Huo Yunjie, being diligent, achieved Minor Achievement within half an hour.

After breakfast, Huo Yunjie refined the Spirit Sword, bade farewell to his fellow Sect brothers, and was ready to go home.

“Big brother, I want to go too!” Long Tianxing, like a hyperactive Husky, ran over excitedly, “I have good eyesight. I can sit by your side and help you screen the candidates during your blind date.”

Shi Lei laughed slyly by the side, “Yun Jie, I haven’t been on a blind date yet either, I’d also like to take this opportunity to learn.”

Huo Yunjie’s face was immediately filled with helplessness.

“Go together, the three of you brothers can look out for each other, and that would give me peace of mind,” Ye Feng finished speaking and took out ten Lower Grade Spirit Stones, stuffing them into Huo Yunjie’s hand, “Also, how can you go on a blind date without bringing some money?”

After speaking, Ye Feng hung a string of Copper Coins around Huo Yunjie’s neck.

Ye Feng thought for a moment and then added, “Oh, and bring some food, so you won’t get hungry on the road.”

“Sect Master Uncle, it’s enough, really, no need for so much!”

Huo Yunjie felt defeated by Ye Feng, thinking he was even more nagging than his own mother, and immediately piloted the Spirit Sword, carrying Shi Lei and Long Tianxing as if fleeing for their lives away from Misty Peak.

“Hey, don’t rush, take some eggs too!”

Ye Feng hurriedly waved and shouted.

Huo Yunjie jerked, almost falling off the Spirit Sword, and quickly sped up.

But since the Spirit Sword could not enlarge like Mo Ying’s Breeze-riding Sword, the three brothers had to squeeze together on a sword just over a meter long, which looked rather comical.

When Ye Feng came out of the kitchen with a basket of eggs, he found that Huo Yunjie and the others had long since disappeared without a trace, leaving him to return sullenly.