The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 418: Chapter 418: Crafting the Fate Purple Gold Bell, Visiting Renowned Mountains and Rivers
 

Ye Feng fell into deep contemplation.

He had originally planned to visit famous mountains and great rivers in the near future to recruit powerful demonic beasts, converting them into Mountain Guardian Spirit Beasts.

Moreover, he also prepared to look for locations filled with an abundance of Ancient Heroic Spirit Power and Evil Qi, to refine them for his use.

However, doing so would conflict with the recruitment of disciples.

“Disciples must naturally be recruited, but I do not have the time at the moment,” Ye Feng murmured.

“If the Sect Leader wishes, I can go to the various cities to recruit new disciples,” Gong Qingqiu said.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng was tempted.

The problem was, Gong Qingqiu didn’t have the system.

She could not discern who met the Sect’s requirements for entry.

“That’s right! I communicated with the system before, anyone who can pass through the Five Elements Continuous Array meets the criteria for joining the Sect. That time, Xie Jiaren and Pang Haiyun both qualified,” Ye Feng thought.

“What if I could create a type of spiritual artifact that can be carried around, capable of discerning individuals who meet the Sect’s requirements? Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

Thinking of this, Ye Feng quickly communicated with the system.

“Ding, Sect Leader, this method is feasible.”

The system quickly provided a response.

Hearing this, Ye Feng’s lips curled into a slight smile.

He continued to communicate with the system and also secretly contacted the refining furnace, eventually finalizing his plan.

Gong Qingqiu stood beside him, observing his expression and wondered why Ye Feng suddenly smiled.

“Elder Gong, as you know, our Misty Sect has always valued fate in recruiting people, which is why our way of accepting disciples is very different from other Sects,” Ye Feng said, turning around with a smile that was not quite a smile as he looked at Gong Qingqiu.

Being stared at so directly by him, Gong Qingqiu’s pretty face turned slightly red as she said, “What does the Sect Leader mean?”

“I will create a special spiritual artifact called the ‘Fate Purple Gold Bell.’ You will carry it with you, and whenever you encounter a person fated with our Misty Sect, the Fate Purple Gold Bell will ring thrice,” Ye Feng explained.

“If the person of fate reaches out to touch the Fate Purple Gold Bell, its sound will ring out continuously.”

Hearing this, Gong Qingqiu showed a look of realization, “Does the Sect Leader mean that I can take the Fate Purple Gold Bell and go out to recruit those fated?”

“Exactly,” Ye Feng nodded.

This was the result of his discussion with the system and the refining furnace.

This spiritual artifact was named “Fate Purple Gold Bell.”

Its grade was not high, merely at the Lower Grade spiritual artifact level, and would only ring three times as a reminder when a person of fate was within a hundred meters.

“So, where is the Fate Purple Gold Bell?” Gong Qingqiu asked.

“I will refine it right away,” Ye Feng replied.

He took out the refining furnace.

The material needed for the Fate Purple Gold Bell was a type of purple gold.

In the mortal realm, this material was very special.

But in the world of cultivators, purple gold was considered common refining material, mostly used to create Lower Grade spiritual artifacts.

He had plenty in his storage space.

As Ye Feng tossed a large piece of purple gold into the refining furnace, he began the refining process without even needing to add spirit stones.

In the time it takes to brew a pot of tea.

The lid of the furnace shot up with a clang.

Fifty thumb-sized purple gold bells floated in the air, forming a circle with a gleam of flowing light on their surface, appearing rather high-end.

“Is this the Fate Purple Gold Bell?”

Gong Qingqiu took a bell and noted that the item was entirely crafted from purple gold, including the bell’s case, purple gold bead, and chain, which could be hung on a belt.

However, Gong Qingqiu noticed that no matter how she shook the Fate Purple Gold Bell, it made no sound.

“This object is useless to you; it will only ring when someone who has not yet joined the Sect is near,” Ye Feng dispelled Gong Qingqiu’s doubts.

“I see!” Gong Qingqiu nodded.

“These Fate Purple Gold Bells will be kept by you. Disciples can take them when they go out for trials,” Ye Feng instructed.

“As you command,” Gong Qingqiu nodded, her long sleeves fluttering as she gathered all the Fate Purple Gold Bells.

Then she headed towards Feilai Peak to gather the disciples and explain the usage of the Fate Purple Gold Bells.

“With the Fate Purple Gold Bells, sending out First Generation disciples to recruit more people will quickly increase the number of Sect disciples beyond a thousand,” Ye Feng expressed his anticipation.

The next day.

Mo Ying took on a mission and left Misty Sect alone, heading to a desolate mountain over a thousand miles away in search of a special Spirit Mine.

This was a mission she had just accepted.

Huo Yunjie, shouldering the Frost Sword, also left the Sect.

Shi Lei, Jia Yulan, and Yan Ruyu made another trip to the ruins of Shuiyang City, continuing to expand the Spiritual Medicine Field.

The rest of the disciples were seriously cultivating or carrying out Sect missions, striving to advance to the Outer Sect, Inner Sect, or become True Disciples as soon as possible.

Boom!

On the Sect Main Plaza, Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing were in the midst of an explosive battle.

One was a Body Cultivator, the other in Dragon Transformation Form, both possessing mighty physiques, hammering at each other blow for blow, flesh to flesh, showcasing the competition between real men, filled with a sense of power.

However, the strength of the two sides was quite evenly matched, usually ending in a draw.

Suddenly, Long Tianxing smirked and said, “Ping An, quick, compliment him!”

“Alright!”

Wang Ping’an, carrying a big black pot, descended from the sky, cupping his hands in front of his face like a megaphone, and shouted, “Brother Qiao, your steps are light, your walk slips not, truly a dragon among men, unmatched by all!”

Qiao Jiaxi, originally charging at Long Tianxing, suddenly slipped at these words.

“Caught in a gap!” Long Tianxing took the opportunity to close in, and with a punch, sent Qiao Jiaxi flying out of the arena, securing victory in this sparring session.

“Wang Junior Brother!!!”

Qiao Jiaxi climbed up from the ground, glaring, and chased after Wang Ping’an.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“Whoa, help!”

Wang Ping’an slicked the bottoms of his feet and hastily scrammed.

If it weren’t for the little benefit he received from Long Tianxing, he would never dare praise Qiao Jiaxi at this time!

But who would have known that after giving the compliment, he would be the one getting beaten up.

Atop a cliff.

Ye Feng watched Wang Ping’an being chased and beaten, and laughed, “These three guys… they’re interesting!”

With a casual grab, he brought Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, Wang Ping’an up to the top of Misty Peak, saying, “For the coming period, you will accompany this Sect Leader to visit famous mountains and rivers, how about that?”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jiaxi instantly released Wang Ping’an’s collar, his eyes lit up, and he said, “Sect Leader, I’m willing to go!”

“Me too!” Wang Ping’an quickly raised his hand.

“Of course, I’ll go too.” Long Tianxing nodded repeatedly.

“Then let’s prepare to depart!” Ye Feng called over Ji Ziling, rose into the air, followed by Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, and Wang Ping’an.

“The Sect Leader is heading out again!”

“I’m so jealous of the brothers and sisters; they get to go on an adventure with the Sect Leader again.”

From atop Feilai Peak, some people spotted the swiftly departing group of five.

Gong Qingqiu withdrew her gaze and said, “Concentrate on your cultivation, after some time, this Elder will issue new practice missions, and those of you who wish to go out can accompany me.”

She was planning to go out and recruit new disciples.

By then, issuing missions would allow some of the second-generation disciples to accompany her, and they would be of great help.

“Yes,” the disciples nodded one after another, yearning in their hearts.

Going out for practical experience was something most disciples enjoyed doing.

In the high sky.

Ye Feng was holding a map, flying straight ahead.

Two days prior, he had tasked Ji Ziling with compiling a map of the entire Southern River Basin from ancient times, including many famous mountains and rivers, ancient battlefields, and ruins of ancient cities, which likely concealed a considerable amount of Ancient Heroic Spirit Force.

“Sect Master Uncle, what are we going to do?” Wang Ping’an trembled.

Having just helped Long Tianxing get one over on Qiao Jiaxi, he now faced the “punishment” from the latter. Around his neck, Qiao Jiaxi’s hands were clenched, not forcefully, but it scared Wang Ping’an considerably.

“That’s what you get for interfering with the fight, serves you right!” Ji Ziling giggled behind her hand.

“But I only spoke out because I accepted benefits from Brother Long!” Wang Ping’an was so scared he wanted to hide under a blanket.

“No, I didn’t bribe you; you’re talking nonsense!” Long Tianxing categorically denied, with a guilty smile that caused Wang Ping’an’s face to stiffen.

Wang Ping’an was frustrated; he had been “sold out” by Long Tianxing.

“A little teasing among Sect members is harmless, it can even enhance relationships, get used to it, haha!” Ye Feng said with a slight smile.

Ji Ziling, looking at the map in Ye Feng’s hand, said, “Sect Leader, I’ve been looking through many ancient texts recently, and there’s quite a bit about the ancient battlefields. How about we visit the closest one first?”

“Sure, Ziling, you lead the way.” Ye Feng took out the Spirit Snake Flying Boat and let Ji Ziling guide the course.

Whoosh!

The flying boat pierced through the clouds, heading towards a plain thousands of miles away.

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