The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal
Chapter 1116 - 1116: Baiyu and Hong Miao

Ye Feng was naturally delighted in his heart.

Mad Drunkard and Liufeng exchanged looks upon hearing the words of these newly advanced Saints, revealing expressions of surprise.

The addition of several Saints could boost both the reputation and the power of the Misty Sect.

All things considered, it was an excellent occurrence.

"A pleasure to have you join the Misty Sect. I, as Sect Leader, am naturally glad. However, our Sect does not recruit based on cultivation level but fate. Hence, an on-site test is required."

Ye Feng produced a Fate Purple Gold Bell.

With the System, he could naturally tell at a glance whether these people were suitable to join the Misty Sect.

Yet, he couldn't just say they were fated after one glance.

Using the Fate Purple Gold Bell for testing was more appropriate.

"What is this?"

The white-haired old man was very curious.

"This is the Fate Purple Gold Bell. Anyone who can make it ring upon touching it is fated with our Misty Sect," Ye Feng explained.

"Alright, I'll go first!"

The old Saint with white hair and beard immediately grabbed the Fate Purple Gold Bell, and it rang with a clear, pleasant sound.

"Congratulations, Daoist friend! You are fated with our Misty Sect. If you are willing, you can join our Sect today." Ye Feng cheerfully said, deliberately brightening his eyes.

"That's great!" The old Saint was jubilant.

After all, the Misty Sect was the number one Sect in Shenzhou, with several Saints. For this newly ascended Saint, joining was the best option available.

"Congratulations to Four Symbols Daoist Friend!"

The remaining three at the Saint Entry level all congratulated him.

"Sect Master Ye, I forgot to introduce myself; my real name is Li Sixiang, known as the Four Symbols Ancient Saint, from the Four Symbols Ancient Star in the North Pole Star System," the old Saint with white hair and beard spoke.

Hearing the continuous "Four Symbols," Ye Feng's eyelids twitched, silently thinking that Li Sixiang was indeed fated with the Four Symbols.

"It's my turn!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black robe with disheveled hair stepped forward, took hold of the Fate Purple Gold Bell.

Ding-ding-ding!

The clear sound rang out.

The man in the black robe immediately beamed with joy: "I am indeed fated with the Misty Sect. I hope Sect Master Ye will accept me."

"Agreed." Ye Feng nodded.

Hearing the words, the man in the black robe was inwardly thrilled, and quickly introduced himself: "I hail from the Tianheng Ancient Star in the North Pole Star System, my real name is Geng Yi."

"Welcome to the Misty Sect," Ye Feng said with a smile, turning to the remaining two, "Both of you, go ahead and test."

"Yes!"

The last two came forward in succession.

They were a man and a woman.

The man wore white robes, looking suave and debonair, but occasional cold gleams flickered in the depths of his eye sockets.

The woman was dressed in a red skirt, enchanting and bewitching.

However, when they took hold of the Fate Purple Gold Bell, it made no sound at all, startling everyone.

Even Ye Feng wore a surprised expression, but his heart was still as calm as still water.

He had known from the start that these two harbored ill intentions and were not suited to join the Misty Sect.

"We are not fated with the Misty Sect?"

"What a pity!"

The youth in the white robe and the woman in the red skirt exchanged glances, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

"It's unfortunate that Daoist friends Baiyu and Hong Miao are not fated with the Misty Sect," Li Sixiang and Geng Yi both expressed regret.

"Perhaps, this is destiny!"

Baiyu and Hong Miao looked at each other, shaking their heads helplessly.

"Since we aren't fated with the Misty Sect, we won't trouble you further. With this, we part ways!"

The two clasped hands towards Ye Feng and flew towards the Heavenly Origin Sea, preparing to establish their own sect there.

"What a shame! We had thought all four of us ascenders could join the Misty Sect and cultivate together."

Li Sixiang and Geng Yi watched Hong Miao and Baiyu leave, sighing and feeling sorry for them.

"Both of you, come and register first!"

Ye Feng didn't concern himself with the departing Hong Miao and Baiyu. Instead, he took out the Sect Name Register and the Sect Leader's Seal to register Geng Yi and Li Sixiang.

...

In the distant sky.

Baiyu and Hong Miao were in flight, their bodies covered by an alternating red and white aura.

"Misty Sect is not destined with us, what a pity! We had originally wanted to infiltrate the Misty Sect and scheme for our grand plan," Hong Miao said with a face full of regret.

"No worries, going to the Heavenly Origin Sea is just the same; it's said that there are several Holy Lands there. If we join one of them, wouldn't we be able to carry out our grand plans just the same?"

Baiyu said with a laugh, his expression exceedingly sinister.

"You're right. After all, we are in the Saint Realm. It should be no problem to join any Holy Land at will... Huh, there's a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint up ahead, quite young too."

Hong Miao was in the middle of her sentence when she noticed something, and hastily pulled Baiyu as they flew towards a distant mountain range.

...

Feng Chuan was sitting cross-legged atop a Spirit Vein, scattering a seed into the ground, penetrating deep into the Spirit Vein, crazily extracting its Origin to make his Cultivation Level increasingly powerful.

"Jie jie jie!"

"Finally, the pinnacle of a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint."

"Before long, I will be initiating my Saint Ascension. Damn you, Ye Feng, and Xiao Cangtian, wait for me!"

Feng Chuan sneered viciously.

The next moment.

He suddenly felt an intense chill throughout his body, quickly turned around, and looked behind him only to see two young figures appearing, a man and a woman, dressed in white garments and a red dress, respectively.

Both emitted an aura of the Saint Realm!

"Who... who are you?"

Feng Chuan was utterly shocked.

He had blurted out those words in his excitement just now, which might have been overheard by the two who were in the Saint Realm. If they conveyed it to Ye Feng, wouldn't he be doomed?

"Yo!"

"Turns out it's someone with a grudge against Ye Feng."

"Kid, what's your name?"

Hong Miao and Baiyu vanished on the spot and reappeared next to Feng Chuan, their Saint Might surging down and firmly imprisoning Feng Chuan in place.

"I..." Feng Chuan's face turned deathly pale.

"Don't panic; we also have some beef with Ye Feng. If we could, we'd also like to teach Ye Feng a lesson. It's just that the guy is too strong, and we can't manage it for now," said Hong Miao with a giggle.

She and Baiyu came from the Abyss Ancient Star in the North Pole Star System, and by chance obtained a dual cultivation Secret Technique from the ultra-ancient era. They relied on Devouring Spirit Veins to cultivate, advancing swiftly.

Because of this, they coveted the Spirit Veins of the Misty Sect.

Unfortunately.

They failed the test of the Fate Purple Gold Bell and were not qualified to join the Misty Sect, so they had to look elsewhere.

After being rejected by Ye Feng to join the sect, both naturally felt disgruntled. Now that they encountered Feng Chuan, who harbored a deep hatred for Ye Feng, they were obviously interested.

"You also bear a grudge against Ye Feng?" Feng Chuan's eyes widened, "But Ye Feng is too powerful. Even though you are also in the Saint Realm, you are not his match at all."

Baiyu said with a smile:

"No matter, give us a Holy Grade Spirit Vein, and our couple's cultivation speed will be very fast."

"Really?" Feng Chuan's eyes widened, "I am Feng Chuan, the Saint Son of the Wanzong Holy Land. If you two seniors don't mind, you can join our Wanzong Holy Land."

Hearing this, Hong Miao and Baiyu's eyes lit up.

"You are from a Holy Land!"

"This is just perfect."

"With your recommendation as a Holy Son, our couple can surely join the Wanzong Holy Land directly."

The two shared a glance, their lips curving slightly.

"However, to prevent you from revealing the secrets of our couple, we must impose some restrictions on you first," giggled Hong Miao.

She stretched out her snow-white slender hand, pressed it onto Feng Chuan's forehead, making his neck twist as he fainted.

...

Misty Sect.

Ye Feng had already accepted Geng Yi and Li Sixiang into the Misty Sect and arranged for Mad Drunkard and Liufeng to show them around.

Afterwards, Ye Feng returned to the central courtyard.

"Baiyu, Hong Miao, Feng Chuan, these three actually got involved with each other, how interesting!"

Having said that, Ye Feng brewed a cup of tea and continued to seclude himself for cultivation.

He wasn't worried about the three clowns, Feng Chuan, Baiyu, and Hong Miao; on the contrary, he hoped they would advance faster.

Only by allowing these three to reach their Peak and then killing them and branding them on the Realm Anchoring Stele could he gain stronger underlings.

...

Wanzong Holy Land.

Hong Miao, Baiyu, and Feng Chuan sat solemnly in the Holy Temple, summoning all the Elders of the Wanzong Holy Land.

"Elders, let me formally introduce you to these two, they are seniors Hong Miao and Baiyu, early-stage Saint Entry, Ascenders from the North Pole Star System," announced Feng Chuan aloud, "Effective today, they will officially join our Wanzong Holy Land, becoming Supreme Elders."

Upon saying this, the entire place was in shock.

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