The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Ancestor Jinling spoke with a serious tone,

"Young Friend Ye, as the saying goes, treasures befit the hero. This Crimson Edge Halberd possesses an Artifact Spirit, and even without cultivation level, you can exert impressive power. Consider it a gift for your self-defense."

He couldn't possibly protect Ye Feng at all times.

And the Crimson Edge Halberd was special, housing an Artifact Spirit with considerable sentient intelligence, capable of battling on its own.

Giving it to Ye Feng was the best choice.

"Young Friend Ye, please accept it!"

The Ancestor Jinling Avatar nearby stroked his long beard and chuckled.

Ye Feng caught the Crimson Edge Halberd and immediately felt a surge of majestic momentum, like a towering mountain, rushing toward him.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"What a formidable Spiritual Treasure!"

With just one glance, Ye Feng realized that the Artifact Spirit of the Crimson Edge Halberd was out of the ordinary, capable of combating the fifth layer of the Divine Origin Realm.

A Spiritual Treasure that could exhibit such astonishing power without human control; if controlled by a cultivator with high cultivation level, wouldn't it be even stronger?

Ye Feng couldn't help but think this.

"Young Friend Ye, let me help you refine this item."

Ancestor Lingmiao and Ancestor Jinling Avatar spoke simultaneously.

The two ancestors formed hand seals and touched the Crimson Edge Halberd, changing the ownership of the Artifact Spirit within.

Drip!

Ye Feng noticed that his brow split open.

A droplet of blood flowed out and fell upon the surface of the Crimson Edge Halberd, quickly seeping into it.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Ye Feng found that he had formed a close connection with the Crimson Edge Halberd and had become its master.

With a thought, he could give commands.

"Master, greetings!"

A cold, deep voice emanated from within the Crimson Edge Halberd.

It was the voice of the Artifact Spirit.

Indistinguishable as male or female.

Ye Feng released his hands, and the Crimson Edge Halberd hovered in mid-air. With a gentle shake, a sharp, crimson-gold aura slashed towards the sky, splitting a cloud stretching tens of miles into two halves.

"Such formidable power!"

Ye Feng was very satisfied.

Inside Misty Sect, everyone noticed this scene and turned their gaze towards the summit of Misty Peak.

"Phew, it was just a false alarm!"

Wang Xuanping also saw this.

Initially, she thought that Ye Feng's strength had recovered, but after seeing the two ancestors, she realized that the strike was most likely their outbreak.

At the summit of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng let the Crimson Edge Halberd hover in the air.

He sat in a lounge chair, continuing to converse with the two ancestors.

"I have many damaged Spells here; although they are useless for old fellows in the Void Break Realm like us, they are still of great assistance to the Disciples."

The Ancestor Jinling Avatar tossed over a dozen jade slips.

Within them were recorded numerous imperfect Spells.

"I have quite a few as well."

Ancestor Lingmiao also produced seven jade slips.

Ye Feng picked up the jade slips and saw that they all contained imperfect Spells, all above seventh Grade.

He continued to employ the Heart of Wisdom for deduction.

In less than half a day,

more than twenty seventh-grade and above Spells were deduced completely, astonishing the two ancestors with Ye Feng's terrifying aptitude.

"Young Friend Ye's comprehension far surpasses ours!"

Ancestor Jinling Avatar couldn't help but exclaim.

These Spells, he had tried to perfect before but found them always somewhat lacking compared to the original, as if something was missing.

It took a long time to deduce reasonable versions.

However, it also took a considerable amount of time.

But today, in less than half a day, Ye Feng had sequentially completed more than twenty seventh-grade and above Spells.

This comprehension was simply terrifying!

Ancestor Lingmiao was also deeply shocked inside.

"There is no need to be surprised, my innate comprehension is decent, so the deduction of these Spells is a bit faster."

Ye Feng calmly said, taking on the role of a Versailles master.

Upon hearing this, the two ancestors were momentarily at a loss for words.

"Decent comprehension?"

This was nothing short of terrifying, wasn't it?

Both of them internally complained.

The three continued their exchange, chatting merrily.

Not until nightfall did the two ancestors leave behind many ancient books, ancient medicines, Spirit Stones, and then disappeared with Instantaneous Movement.

Assured that the two had truly left, Ye Feng's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly as he looked towards the Crimson Edge Halberd floating nearby.

"Not bad!"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the Crimson Edge Halberd, then waved his hand, and a Refining Furnace promoted to Lower Grade Spiritual Treasure appeared by his side.

"Refining Furnace, remodel it."

Hum!

The Refining Furnace vibrated gently, a burst of rosy light gushing out, drawing the Crimson Edge Halberd into the Furnace to begin its transformation.

The Crimson Edge Halberd had been enlightened by the two great ancestors and became a treasure that was connected to Ye Feng's mind and spirit.

Therefore, it did not resist the transformation by the Refining Furnace.

The entire process was very smooth.

"The transformation process is very lengthy, at least an entire night, I might as well get some sleep…"

Ye Feng was just about to lie down.

The day after tomorrow was the celebration for the ascension of the stars, and he needed to rejuvenate fully.

However, looking at the ancient texts left on the old wooden table by the two great ancestors, his gaze flickered as he casually flipped one open.

"There are actually several Auxiliary Cultivation Methods…"

"Right!"

Ye Feng suddenly realized something.

He already possessed the Heart of Wisdom, with exceptional powers of deduction and top-notch understanding. Why not base a new Auxiliary Cultivation Method on the many that existed, one that could increase the speed of cultivation?

With this thought, he immediately set to work.

"The speed of cultivation is determined by one's foundation."

"With a weak foundation, the basic speed of cultivation is slow."

"So, could I create an Auxiliary Cultivation Method that can enhance one's foundation?"

"Or rather, an Auxiliary Cultivation Method that stimulates the potential of the foundation, allowing for faster self-cultivation."

"Of course, one could also approach it from another angle, such as increasing the speed of the meridian flow, to improve speed."

"…"

Ye Feng kept pondering.

Since it was still early, he had time to think more about it.

In the middle of the night.

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

He had actually fallen asleep before!

Perhaps, the deduction had been too exhausting for his spirit and vitality.

Rubbing the space between his eyebrows, Ye Feng continued to work, entering the Scripture Pavilion and taking out all the Auxiliary Cultivation Methods and Spells for calculations.

Eventually, he had an idea.

The next morning.

Ye Feng lay on the recliner, with dark circles under his swollen eyes, extremely tired due to the overexertion of his spirit and vitality.

But, his surroundings were piled with papers used for calculations, all filled with ancient characters.

Ji Ziling had just come out of the Scripture Pavilion.

Seeing the sleeping exhausted Ye Feng, she felt a pang of pity and tiptoed to his side, taking out a fragrant purple-gold blanket from her storage ring and covering him with it.

Then, she noticed the manuscripts on the table.

Despite Ji Ziling's intelligence, those ancient and complex patterns and symbols gave her a headache.

"So difficult!"

She turned to look at Ye Feng's handsome profile, and subconsciously, she pinched his face.

"Wow, so smooth!"

Ji Ziling withdrew her hand as if shocked, her eyes filled with surprise.

The next moment, she ran off as if she had gone mad.

"Ah, so sleepy!"

Soon after, Ye Feng woke up, yawning.

He glanced at the blanket on himself, his eyebrows raised slightly, and with some deduction, he reconstructed the entire process of Ji Ziling covering him with the blanket and pinching his face, his expression turning strange.

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Ye Feng muttered a few words and then, with a slight smile, looked at the various complex manuscripts on the table.

Ten minutes later.

A piece of scripture floated in mid-air.

This was the Auxiliary Cultivation Method Ye Feng had deduced.

Once mastered, it could improve the speed of cultivation and stimulate the potential of one's foundation, with a chance of raising the foundation by one level.

"Ziling, come here!"

Ye Feng called out.

Ji Ziling, who was sitting on the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion, felt a sudden jump in her heart, secretly fearing her face-pinching had been discovered.

She appeared in front of Ye Feng, her mood apprehensive.

"Sect… Sect Leader!"

Ji Ziling was looking down, not daring to look at Ye Feng.

"This is an Auxiliary Cultivation Method deduced by this Sect Leader overnight. Take it and store it in the Scripture Pavilion. Also, arrange for a group of Second-generation Disciples to start cultivating it."

Ye Feng transformed the floating words into a stream of light and inscribed them onto an ancient book.

"Oh, alright!"

Ji Ziling, upon hearing that it was not about her pinching his face, lowered her head, stuck out her tongue slightly, and felt a small sense of relief.

But in the next moment, a hand pinched Ji Ziling's flawless white face.

"Ziling, how does it feel?"

Ye Feng said with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Ji Ziling's face became stiff.

She realized that her pinching had been found out, and her face was immediately filled with embarrassment.

"Sect Leader, I…"

"Next time you pinch my face while I'm asleep, you'll be punished by facing the wall for three days!"

"Sect Leader, I won't dare do it again next time!"

Ji Ziling gasped, taking the ancient book and ran off as if fleeing for her life.