The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 40 The Soaring of Sect Prestige Value

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“This place is at least ten miles from Lin Village; it indeed belongs to a more dangerous area, and we really need to retreat quickly,” Mo Ying looked at the downed Croc-Chicken Beasts, “It’s just a pity that we can’t take so many materials with us.”

“My storage belt is a Lower Grade Spiritual Artifact, and its space isn’t very large, but it can barely accommodate one Croc-Chicken Beast,” Jia Yulan patted her belt and said.

“There’s no need to fit the entire Croc-Chicken Beast. Only the sharp claws of this kind of Demonic Beast are excellent Refining Materials, which can be exchanged for Spirit Stones at special places,” Mo Ying said.

After speaking, she controlled her Flying Sword to chop off all the claws of more than a dozen Croc-Chicken Beasts, but when piled up, the volume was still somewhat large.

“It seems not all of them will fit,” Jia Yulan shook her head helplessly.

“My storage space is quite large, and I can fit them,” Ye Feng stepped forward, his hand moving over the pile of claws, and they immediately vanished from sight.

“A Middle Grade storage Spiritual Artifact?” Mo Ying’s gaze flickered slightly.

She pointed at the fallen Tree Demon on the ground and said, “The wooden heart of the Tree Demon is also good material. We should make haste and take it, too.”

Ye Feng split open the body of a Tree Demon and found a heart-shaped wooden heart in the trunk, as big as an apple, firm in texture, and containing dense Spiritual Energy.

Mo Ying, Jia Yulan, and Long Tianxing also went to work, and soon they had collected all of the wooden hearts.

In the end, Ye Feng picked up Zhao Dajiang’s Spirit Sword and threw it into the System Space, then found three ancient tomes on his body, which were the First Grade Spells “Vajra Palm”, “Flame Serpent Technique”, and “Fire Spear Technique”.

Besides, there were more than a dozen Lower Grade Spirit Stones, as well as a small vial of dark red elixir.

The above were all the spoils of this battle.

“Deal with the scene, then make a getaway,” Ye Feng said as he put everything into the System Space.

“Is there a need to deal with it?” Jia Yulan asked.

Ye Feng nodded, “It is best to erase any traces at the scene, leaving no chance for anyone to trace them.”

If Si Taijian wasn’t lying, then Scarlet Serpent Sect had betrayed Whitefloat City, becoming the lackeys of that Demon General.

The Croc-Chicken Beasts and Tree Demons were most likely subordinates of that Demon General; otherwise, it wouldn’t be such a coincidence for them to appear here.

Therefore, they can’t leave any traces behind to avoid being traced back to them.

“I have some!”

Mo Ying produced a small vial, “Inside is some special Spiritual Liquid that is highly flammable and explosive, which can incinerate the corpses of these Demonic Beasts.”

The others did not expect Mo Ying to carry such a thing with her, all staring with wide-eyed surprise.

“We can’t delay any longer.”

Ye Feng looked around. Although it was very quiet, he had a premonition that if they lingered a bit longer, they might encounter danger.

Thus, they quickly piled up all the remains, including the Soul-Devouring Demon Bull, which they chopped up and tossed in.

With Mo Ying pouring out an entire vial of Spiritual Liquid and striking a spark to ignite it, the roaring flames quickly burned, and soon all that remained was a charred area.

As for Ye Feng and his group, they had already made their escape.

Shortly after.

A pair of cold eyes emerged from the dense forest, looking at the charred remains with a cold gleam in their eyes.

“Damn it, who killed the pieces of Lord Demon General and the two squads? If I find you, I will grind your bones to dust!”

The owner of those cold eyes roared and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Ye Feng finally returned to Lin Village.

They flew on their swords for a while to avoid leaving traces on their way back and then ran swiftly to the village, so it took them half an hour.

“Look, the Immortal Envoys from Misty Sect have returned, ah, and my child has come back too.”

“My old darling has come back!”

“Daddy!”

The expectant villagers of Lin Village at the entrance cheered excitedly when they saw Ye Feng and Long Tianxing carrying five unconscious youths.

Master Li was sitting in front of a pile of wood, next to the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle who was resting with eyes closed.

Seeing them return, Master Li’s mood lightened.