The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

For in Ye Feng’s gaze as he looked at him, there seemed to lie a tinge of pity and sympathy.

“Sect Master Uncle, has something happened to our Huo Family?” Huo Yunjie hastily grasped Ye Feng’s arm, kneeling before him with disbelief written all over his face.

“No, the Huo Family in Beacon Fire City is safe,” Ye Feng patted Huo Yunjie on the shoulder, “This matter, it’s related to the girl you fancy.”

“The girl I fancy… No! I don’t fancy anyone, but if I really had to say, I find Baixue Ding quite agreeable, yet it’s not to the extent of fancying her. Could it be that she is in danger? No, I must go save her!”

Huo Yunjie immediately clenched his Cold Light Sword, ready to set off.

“Don’t hurry, she isn’t in danger. All will be clear when you see her. I have a premonition that this meeting is likely to be rather unpleasant,” Ye Feng patted Huo Yunjie on the shoulder again, giving him a “take care of yourself” look.

Huo Yunjie was even more perplexed.

Why would a meeting with Baixue Ding be unpleasant?

It shouldn’t be!

The two of them got along pretty well before!

“My heart is only for the sword, I don’t have that kind of fondness for Baixue Ding, so if this meeting turns out to be as unpleasant as Sect Master Uncle said, could it be because Baixue Ding fancied me but her love was unrequited, and she ended up harboring resentment out of love?”

Huo Yunjie frowned deeply, his mind swirling with wild guesses.

Just then, Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing walked over.

After a period of intense training, one had reached the ninth level of Body Refinement, and the other the ninth level of Qi Refinement, both preparing to break through to the Element Gathering Realm or the War General Level.

“Senior Brother, congratulations on making it through the fourth floor!”

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing exclaimed in unison.

“Hmm, I just came out of the fifth floor, preparing to take a trip to the Divine Wind Sword Sect. Do you two want to come along?”

“Oh, that’s great, Jiaxi and I accepted a mission and will be near Divine Wind City; this way, we can drop by on the way.”

“Good, the three of us will go together.”

Before long, the trio of brothers soared on flying swords, heading thousands of miles away to the Divine Wind Sword Sect.

Ye Feng sat on a lounge chair.

Watching Huo Yunjie’s retreating figure, he shook his head helplessly.

“Yun Jie, stay strong!”

After speaking, Ye Feng took a sip of Happy Water, to calm his nerves.

The other disciples of the Misty Sect were all cultivating.

Ever since Ye Feng announced the new criteria for the true disciples, inner sect disciples, and outer sect disciples, all the disciples devoted themselves to diligent cultivation.

Some people even went to the Cultivation Tower to try their luck every day.

However, the majority of cultivators could only remain on the second floor’s Gravity Zone, unable to break through to the later zones: Enlightenment Zone, Combat Zone, Illusionary Realm Zone, and Opportunity Zone.

After the citizens of the Yanyun Thirteen Cities integrated into Whitefloat City, exchanges between them became frequent, with various merchant associations merging to form new commercial forces.

With more people, Whitefloat City began to bustle with activity.

Gong Qingqiu, the City Lord, would occasionally visit Whitefloat City to solve emerging issues with Li Zilong and Chu Yun’er.

With the help of the Deputy City Lord, Nishang Palace Master, and other Element Gathering Realm powerhouses, the development of Whitefloat City advanced as if mounted on a flying sword, at a remarkable speed.

The Shuiyang City Ruins.

Shi Lei, after spending several days, finally completed the construction of the new Spiritual Medicine Division Hall. Due to time constraints, the wooden structure was left unadorned with intricate patterns, giving it a simple appearance.

“Keep moving the bricks!”

Shi Lei took a short break, then continued working.

…

Five hundred miles outside Divine Wind City.

Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, and Qiao Jiaxi arrived at this place.

There was a secluded valley.

Within the valley stood an ancient and desolate stone pagoda, inhabited by several evil beasts that were bellowing to the sky, their roars deafening.

With a “swoosh,” a figure clad in silver scales descended from the sky. Its claws, flashing with silver light, brutally severed the heads of the evil beasts.

*Gulp!*

The head of the evil beast rolled on the ground.

Long Tianxing took their demon cores and demon blood, then dragged the beasts’ bodies to a small town ten miles away and dropped them on the ground.

“It’s those troublemaking demonic beasts!”

“They’ve finally been slain!”

“Thank you, Immortal Master!”

The townsfolk kneeled on the ground one after another, thanking Long Tianxing who was like a dragon-shaped War God, while some were holding old hens and carrying eggs, ready to present them to Long Tianxing as a token of their gratitude.

“Everyone, there is no need for thanks!”

Long Tianxing waved his hand and with a leap, he disappeared from sight.

Eliminating the few evil demonic beasts and bringing back a large jar of demon blood along with several demon cores was the Sect task he was tasked with this trip.

“One more task and I’ll be promoted to Inner Sect Disciple,” Long Tianxing returned to Huo Yunjie and Qiao Jiaxi’s side and said with a smile.

There are three conditions for promotion to Inner Sect Disciple.

First, possess the cultivation level of Qi Refinement seventh stage.

Second, complete three Sect tasks.

Third, withstand the tenfold gravity in the Cultivation Tower for two quarters of an hour.

When the relocation of Yanyun Thirteen Cities was underway, dozens of Misty Sect disciples took on tasks, all of them successfully completed.

With this opportunity, some Second-generation Disciples jumped from being Registered Disciples to Outer Sect Disciples.

“Hehe, I’ve also completed my task too. Next, let’s go to Divine Wind City and find Baixue Ding,” Qiao Jiaxi said.

His task was simple, disaster relief!

A small city nearby was engulfed by a flood, and Qiao Jiaxi, with his formidable physical strength, helped the townspeople salvage quite a bit of grain and even moved many injured common folk.

“Your speed is too fast! Not only do you cultivate diligently, but you’re also so dedicated when completing tasks, it’s scary!” Long Tianxing was astonished.

“Haha, you flatter me, Senior Brother,” Qiao Jiaxi scratched his head.

Ever since he embarked on the path of Body Cultivation, he had been very hardworking, considered by many in the Misty Sect as the most diligent and relentless cultivator.

As of today, he had reached the ninth stage of Body Refinement.

But to advance further and become a ‘War General Level’ Body Cultivator, he had to undergo a transformation of his own bloodline.

And that was not something that could be achieved by daily hard cultivation alone; he also needed to devour Spirit Fruits possessing the corresponding powers.

“Let’s go, to Divine Wind City,” Huo Yunjie led the way.

With the speed of the three, they arrived at the North City District of Divine Wind City in less than an hour and began to stroll around.

“Second Senior Brother, how will you contact friend Ding?” Qiao Jiaxi asked.

“I have a Messenger Paper Crane,” Huo Yunjie said, taking out a white paper crane, preparing to blow a breath of True Yuan into it to notify Baixue Ding.

“Hey, isn’t that Baixue Ding?” the sharp-eyed Long Tianxing pointed to a distant street and said.

Qiao Jiaxi and Huo Yunjie looked where Long Tianxing was pointing and saw a man and a woman walking down that street hand in hand, looking relaxed and joyful, like a couple deeply in love.

Huo Yunjie’s heart missed a beat.

He remembered quite clearly that he had no romantic feelings for Baixue Ding, seeing her only as a good friend.

Yet, for some reason, seeing her strolling hand in hand with another handsome young man, his heart inexplicably ached.

This feeling was like being pricked by a needle.

“This is what heartache and loss feel like!”

Whispering to himself, Huo Yunjie’s mouth slightly open as his eyelids twitched, “Heh, so it turns out… it turns out I actually care about Baixue Ding, I may even have that kind of thought about her, but it wasn’t until today that I realized it.”

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing exchanged glances, sensing trouble.

Huo Yunjie was their Second Senior Brother.

At times like this, of course, they were unconditionally on Huo Yunjie’s side, watching Baixue Ding and the other white-clothed, handsome swordsman with stern eyes.