The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Ye Feng stood at the edge of the cliff.

Watching his disciples cry their hearts out, he was deeply moved and felt a slight sting in his nose.

"Sect Leader!"

Yan Ruyu, Jia Yulan, Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Yu, Xia He, Qiu Ju, Yu Wei, Yu Su, Ji Ziling, and other disciples rushed over frantically. Continue your adventure with My Virtual Library Empire

Ji Ziling, Yan Ruyu, and others had already started crying.

"With the Sect Leader having lost his cultivation, from now on, I'll be the sect's strongest combatant. If the sky falls, I'll be the one to hold it up!" Hu Feifei stood behind Ye Feng, clenching her fists tightly.

For the Sect Leader!

For the sect!

She decided that, for the time being, she would pick fights with several Divine Origin Realm opponents to accumulate upgrade energy.

On the ground.

Wang Xuanping looked at Ye Feng,

"This man appears unharmed, still at his peak, but in reality, he's just a braggart with a silver weapon, impressive in appearance but useless in battle."

"My plan can begin now."

She felt pleased in her heart, pretending to integrate into the crowd, making herself less conspicuous.

Atop Misty Peak.

"Sect Leader, are you alright?"

Yan Ruyu threw herself onto Ye Feng, placing her hands on his shoulders, constantly infusing him with vigorous life force.

"I'm fine now,"

Ye Feng patted Yan Ruyu's shoulder.

He looked around, seeing that the over a thousand disciples, stewards, and mountain guardian spirit beasts were all present, felt relieved.

This battle had resulted in the loss of both the Five Elements Spirit Sword and the Star Palace, a huge loss.

Fortunately, the disciples were all safe.

"To live is the greatest hope."

This thought surfaced in Ye Feng's mind.

His gaze inadvertently swept over Wang Xuanping, noticing that she pretended to be happy and her acting was quite good.

Too bad, Wang Xuanping had no idea that her identity had already been exposed, and she had no secrets to speak of.

"Disperse now!"

"Your Sect Leader has only dropped a bit in cultivation, safe and sound, no need to worry."

"From now on, you must all cultivate earnestly, do not disappoint your Sect Leader,"

Ye Feng spoke, his voice spreading throughout the area.

Upon hearing this, the disciples felt even more heartbroken.

The Sect Leader's cultivation was nearly gone, yet he was still putting on a brave face; it seemed he did not want them to worry.

Such a warm-hearted Sect Leader was hard to find in the world!

"Rest assured, Sect Leader, the disciples will definitely cultivate diligently!"

The disciples present all clenched their fists, filled with fighting spirit.

With her head bowed, Wang Xuanping sneered inwardly, "Heh, a dying duck's quack is hard and strong!"

Half an hour later, everyone dispersed.

Those who needed to cultivate went to cultivate, those who needed to wipe away tears did so.

After this battle, the disciples' desire to become stronger grew even more intense.

They either entered the Cultivation Tower's Gravity Zone to train or the Spirit Gathering Tower to accelerate their cultivation speed.

No one slacked off.

They were all working hard.

Even those with less talent were meticulous and diligent.

...

In the sunny afternoon.

Ye Feng lay on a lapis stone by the Spirit Lake.

"Little Stone, I wonder when you'll gain consciousness. Here, have another strand of Wind Element Spirit Energy."

He reached out his hand and gently touched the surface of the lapis stone.

A cool strand of Wind Element Spirit Energy seeped into it.

The lapis stone began to tremble lightly.

Within it, a familiar sense of spirituality began to emerge, like a warm palm lifting him up.

"Eh!"

Ye Feng's eyes widened.

"The Stone Spirit has actually merged with the Artifact Spirit of the Star Palace, and then, it has formed a special kind of consciousness!"

He sensed carefully.

Following that, he was shocked.

"Little Stone, have you developed true consciousness?" Ye Feng reached out his hand to touch the lapis stone, sending out waves of intent.

"Mhm."

A young and faint wave of consciousness responded.

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow: "You've really gained true consciousness, is it because you absorbed the broken Artifact Spirit of the Star Palace?"

"Artifact Spirit? What is that?" the Stone Spirit wondered.

Though it was only a fluctuation of thought, it gave Ye Feng a distinct babyish impression.

"Star Palace, a lower-grade Spiritual Treasure, willing to sacrifice itself to save the Sect."

Ye Feng's mental fluctuations seemed heavy and solemn, almost startling the Stone Spirit, "I hope you can inherit its will and live a splendid life that's uniquely yours."

"Life... what is that?"

The Stone Spirit was bewildered.

It was still young, knowing nothing.

Ye Feng knew that he had to frequently instruct the Stone Spirit.

The Stone Spirit was like a blank slate, requiring guidance in order to grow up with a healthy body and mind.

If it fell into the hands of evil people, upon its birth, it would become a devastating demon king, a brutal villain.

If taught by good people, it would naturally become a kind person upon its birth.

Ye Feng was well aware of this.

He secretly shielded the Stone Spirit from negative influences, ensuring that the little guy could grow up healthy and happy.

"Who... are you?"

Moments later, Little Stone sent out a thought fluctuation.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "I am Ye Feng, the Sect Leader of Misty Sect, and also your guide."

"Ye Daddy!" Little Stone blurted out the thought unexpectedly.

"Pfft!" Ye Feng nearly spat out blood.

Ye Daddy?

You're calling me Ye Daddy?

Ye Feng was at a loss for words, unsure of how to continue the conversation.

After a long while, he said, "Little Stone, you can call me Sect Leader, just like the other disciples do."

"Sect Leader?" Little Stone pondered, then after a long time, continued, "Mm, okay!"

Ye Feng said with a smile, "Good child!"

Towards the highly adaptable Stone Spirit, he felt quite expectant.

Although it had just gained spiritual intelligence, its consciousness was also extremely strong, giving Ye Feng the impression he was facing a naturally born spiritual being.

In other words.

If Little Stone truly became angry now, it could display power at least on the level of the Element Gathering Realm.

"Come, let me give you another strand of Wind Element Spirit Energy."

Ye Feng extended his hand and gently tapped the lapis stone.

"It feels so good!" The Stone Spirit emitted joyful thought waves after absorbing the Wind Element Spirit Energy.

...

The Mystique Kingdom's celebration for ascending stars ended three days ago.

Since then, all sorts of news wildly spread in all directions.

Within hundreds of thousands of miles from the Mystique Kingdom, areas like South Ming Country, Great Liang Demon Nation, and the Nanwen Thirteen States, high-rank cultivators received the news.

Even Jiaoyang Holy City was abuzz with messages.

South Ming Country.

The lords of Zhongyuan City, Beiliang City, and the other three major cities gathered together, their eyes full of regret.

"Such a pity!"

"Sect Master Ye had cultivation close to creation itself; he was a top-tier great power like our ancestors, yet met such an end. It's truly unfair by Heavenly Dao."

"Even so, Sect Master Ye's strength is still above ours, Misty Sect can still develop rapidly."

"Right, we should move quickly in the five major cities, as well as in other small cities, to take those prodigies who can touch the Fate Purple Gold Bell into the Misty Sect for cultivation."

The city lords discussed amongst themselves.

Before Ye Feng left, he distributed ten Fate Purple Gold Bells.

Each of the five city lords received two, which, at critical times, could be used to test if there were people within South Ming Country fated to join the Misty Sect.

...

Great Liang Demon Nation.

The Empress, clad in an elegant snow-white dress, stood under a large tree blooming with thousands of pink peach blossoms, stretching out her hand to touch a bee gathering nectar.

"Sigh!"

"It's too regrettable."

Remembering how Ye Feng looked after the great battle, she couldn't help but feel that he deserved better.

With Ye Feng's strength, he could have escaped, but he did not. Instead, he chose to teleport from Misty Peak to the Royal Capital, becoming the key figure to turn the tide of battle.

"Such a man is truly worth entrusting one's heart to!"

The Great Liang Empress murmured to herself.

Although Ye Feng's cultivation was nearly depleted, this battle was enough to illustrate his character.

Misty Sect was indeed suitable for her three daughters to stay.

...

County King City, Divine Wind Sword Sect, Myriad Islands Alliance, Royal Capital, Northern Border, Eastern Mountain, West Plain...

All the major regions were buzzing with the news about Ye Feng.

Some were joyful.

Some were worried.