The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 911: Chapter 911: Bottleneck, Hu Feifei’s Promotion, Hard Work Pays Off Chapter 911: Chapter 911: Bottleneck, Hu Feifei’s Promotion, Hard Work Pays Off “Sect Leader, I’m so bored!”

At that moment, Hu Feifei arrived carrying the Hunyuan Staff, standing beside Ye Feng with a face that seemed utterly despondent.

“Did you fully absorb the thing I gave you last time?”

Ye Feng glanced at Hu Feifei and opened the data panel.

[Hu Feifei’s Upgrade Energy: 99%]

Seeing this, Ye Feng raised his brows and said,

“Last month, when I left the Sect, I had already given you the Origin Source Crystals from those Saint Realm Experts I had slain to absorb. So why is it only at 99% energy?”

“I don’t understand either!” Hu Feifei shook her head.

Hearing this, Ye Feng was stunned.

“You don’t know?” He was quite surprised.

“Ever since my energy reached 99%, I haven’t been able to absorb any new energy. I even went to the Scripture Pavilion to research, thinking it must be a cultivation bottleneck.”

Hu Feifei pouted her pink lips.

“Is that so?” Ye Feng was very surprised and extended his hand, pressing it onto Hu Feifei’s head.

“Sect Leader, doing this, you’re making me feel shy!” Hu Feifei said with a shy look on her face.

Ye Feng curled his lips.

He was just trying to assess Hu Feifei’s current condition.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand.

Perhaps it was out of curiosity, but Ye Feng’s hand brushed past Hu Feifei’s ear and even gave it a pinch; it was fluffy to the touch and felt quite nice.

“Ah, I’m so embarrassed!”

Hu Feifei deliberately said in a coquettish voice, throwing herself into Ye Feng’s arms, closing her eyes, and pursing her lips.

“Are you kissing the air?”

But after a long wait, Hu Feifei didn’t receive Ye Feng’s kiss, instead she got a grumpy response from him.

“Hmph, you’re so unromantic!”

Hu Feifei turned cold in a second, hugging her arms, her chin raised, staring at the sky, acting more tsundere than before.

“You have indeed encountered a bottleneck.”

Ye Feng said, “The difficulty of breaking through is great, but now with my help, breaking through will not be a problem.”

Hearing she could make a breakthrough, Hu Feifei became interested. Her hands climbed onto Ye Feng’s shoulders, massaging them.

“Sect Leader, please help me out!”

“You lack the Power of Heavenly Mandate and a trace of the Power of Laws. Moreover, you need at least five types of Law Powers to break through to the Saint Manifestation Level.”

Ye Feng said in all seriousness.

“Five types of Law Powers? That’s a lot!” Hu Feifei was dumbfounded. “But I don’t have any!”

“I do,” Ye Feng replied.

He took out the Destiny Treasure Bead and with a gesture, tens of thousands of strands of the Power of Heavenly Mandate were infused into Hu Feifei’s forehead.

[Hu Feifei’s Upgrade Energy: 99.5%]

The System immediately sent a prompt.

Hu Feifei also felt the change within herself, her pupils filled with astonishment, “It’s increased, my energy has increased!”

“The real show is still to come!”

Ye Feng’s mouth curved into a smile, stretching out his hand, above his palm appeared five different colored auras, each representing the Power of the Sun, Power of Taiyin, Slaughter Energy, Power of Time, and Power of Space.

These were the five types of Law Powers.

“What magical power!”

Hu Feifei could feel the peculiarity of these five auras, her eyes full of amazement.

“Fortunately, I have five types of Law Powers, otherwise, you might have had a hard time breaking through to the Saint Manifestation Level.”

Ye Feng said.

He blew out a breath, and those five auras entered Hu Feifei’s pink lips, then dispersed throughout her limbs and body, giving her a refreshing feeling all over.

“Aiya!”

Hu Feifei teased deliberately, “Sect Leader, you actually blew air into my lips. Does that mean we just kissed indirectly? Aiya! I’m no longer pure; you have to take responsibility!”

Ye Feng couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

“Can’t you stop being so coquettish for once?” he said grumpily, “Alright, check if your energy is full.”

[Hu Feifei’s Upgrade Energy: 100%]

She sensed within herself and indeed found that her aura had become thick and perfect, starting to transform herself, her spirit gradually becoming hazy, her eyelids heavier and heavier.

“Sect Leader, I’m so sleepy…”

She was really about to fall into a deep sleep and subconsciously collapsed in the direction of Ye Feng.

“Have a good sleep!”

With a gesture of his hand, Ye Feng wrapped Hu Feifei in the Power of Heaven and Earth, providing her with an extremely powerful defensive circle. She lay flat under the Enlightenment Tea Tree, beginning her transformation.

To speed up the process, Ye Feng applied a Time Array.

A hundredfold acceleration, high efficiency.

“Under normal circumstances, Princess needs three years to complete the transformation, but with a hundredfold acceleration, it will only take eleven days.”

“That’s perfect!”

“The World-breaking Pearl is still being refined and also needs about half a month. By then, both progressions will be nearly the same.”

Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction and looked towards the Sect Main Plaza.

Scroll World.

The young man in black, Zhang Tianyuan, stimulated the Golden Armor Giant Bloodline, donned golden dragon scale-like battle armor, wielded a giant axe, and his natural abilities were fully tripled!

“Eh, he has regressed to the ancestral state.”

Ye Feng was slightly surprised, thinking highly of Zhang Tianyuan and silently praised his own judgment.

After over a month of rigorous cultivation, Zhang Tianyuan had actually broken through to the seventh layer of the Element Gathering Realm and thoroughly integrated the Golden Armor Giant Bloodline into every inch of his flesh, reaching the ancestral state.

His potential had been unlocked.

Before long.

Zhang Tianyuan charged up to the seventieth rank, just behind those monstrously talented individuals who had reached the Spirit Sea Realm.

“Golden Armor Giant Bloodline!”

“Fellow daoist, your strength is quite impressive!”

Many young prodigies from Ancient Races appeared nearby and cast surprised glances at Zhang Tianyuan, sensing the aura on his body.

Some initiated conversation with him.

“It’s all thanks to the opportunity Sect Master Ye bestowed upon me; otherwise, how could Zhang Tianyuan have come this far?”

Having said that, Zhang Tianyuan started to exert his power.

He charged forward, ultimately overtaking many of the Ancient Race’s young prodigies and crossed the finish line ranking fifty-ninth.

The assessment continued.

More and more prodigies passed the assessment and smoothly became Registered Disciples of the Misty Sect. As long as they entered the Sect Leader’s Great Hall and were registered by Sect Master Ye, they could be promoted to Official Disciples.

On the Sect Main Plaza.

Zhang Tianyuan took a deep breath.

Even now, he was very excited.

“I’m going to become a Fourth Generation Disciple of the Misty Sect!”

“So, this is what it feels like to be a disciple of a top sect. Bringing honor to my ancestors, striving to climb the peak of cultivation, in the future, I can also be as strong as the Great Powers in my clan.”

“No, I can be even stronger!”

Zhang Tianyuan clenched his fists.

Joining the Misty Sect, anything was possible!

A quarter of an hour later.

The top one thousand were announced.

“This assessment is hereby concluded.” Gong Qingqiu announced loudly, opening up Scroll World and releasing those who hadn’t reached the finish line.

“Did I fail again?”

“Heaven!”

“Don’t panic, there is an assessment every month. I’ve decided to go back and cultivate earnestly right now. I’ll definitely make it next month, and if not, then the month after that!”

“Right!”

“By continuously striving, we’ll eventually have the day when we can join the Misty Sect, and if all else fails, when we advance to the Divine Origin Realm, we can also join the Misty Sect and become a Steward.”

The prodigies present were not discouraged but even more determined.

At the top of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng looked at the scene and felt very gratified.

“Misty Sect needs to recruit more than one hundred thousand disciples in order to advance to a Holy Land. As long as these prodigies don’t give up, they all have the potential to become Sect Disciples in the future.”

“Their efforts now will undoubtedly lead to rewards in the future.”

Ye Feng smiled.

Six hours later.

Gong Qingqiu, along with Zhang Tianyuan and the other new batch of Fourth Generation Disciples, arrived at the top of Misty Peak, gathering in front of the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

“Everyone’s here? Then let’s register in order!”

Ye Feng had been waiting for a long time.