The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 154: Chapter 154: The Person Who Claims to Be of the Divine Race, The Might of Brother Flathead

Li Jiaojiao looked over and was startled.

The eyes of several children were emitting a blue, ghostly light, and their eyes were lifeless, as if they were under someone’s control.

“This situation is similar to being affected by the ‘Soul Control Technique’”, Jia Yulan muttered, her expression growing even more solemn.

Ever since Huo Yunjie had brought back the “Soul Control Technique” to Beacon Fire City, all disciples had practiced it, to some extent, although most were only at the beginner level, they had at least mastered the basics of the soul-controlling art.

Now, seeing the condition of these children, Jia Yulan felt a sense of familiarity.

“No, there’s a difference from the ‘Soul Control Technique’, but it’s almost the same,” Jia Yulan’s expression subtly changed, remaining vigilant of her surroundings at all times.

“Yu Lan junior sister, what do you think we should do?” Li Jiaojiao asked.

“There must be someone behind this, we shouldn’t alarm them. Let’s quietly follow,” Jia Yulan suggested a plan.

“Just the two of us, can we handle it?” Li Jiaojiao was still timid and quite worried.

“You guys just go ahead, I’m here,” a voice suddenly echoed in the minds of the two women, and they quickly turned around to find Brother Flathead standing in the howling wind, head held high and proud, his hairstyle impeccable.

“That’s right, Brother Flathead is here!”

With their confidence bolstered, the two women followed the controlled children, being careful not to startle them and potentially cause harm.

After a challenging journey over hills and mountains, half a stick of incense later, they arrived at the midway point of a dirt hill and discovered an oddly dilapidated courtyard.

“Someone used to live here?” Jia Yulan murmured.

“I’ve never heard of other people living in the mountains; this place isn’t supposed to have a courtyard…” Li Jiaojiao furrowed her brows.

“Someone’s coming!” Jia Yulan, who was deploying the First Grade Spell “All-Dimensional Spiritual Perception”, sensed someone walking out from within the courtyard, and quickly pulled Li Jiaojiao behind a large tree to hide.

Under their watchful eyes, a handsome young man in a blue robe walked out of the courtyard’s main gate, standing in front of the five children.

“Heh heh! After lying dormant for three years, I’ve finally regained my vitality and mastered that cultivation technique, but for now, I can only attract a few children of the Human Race. After consuming them, the soul power I can absorb is still too little,” the handsome youth murmured to himself in a slightly odd dialect of the human language.

Hiding behind the trees, Jia Yulan and Li Jiaojiao swallowed hard; they didn’t expect this handsome young man to be so cruel!

At this moment, the young man released control over the children, causing the blue light in their eyes to fade away, returning to normal.

“Where is this?”

“Is this big brother an Immortal? He’s so handsome!”

The children were first startled and then, looking at the young man’s handsome face, felt a comforting sense of security.

“Immortal? Ha! I am a descendant of the Divine Race; how could I be a lowly Immortal?” the handsome youth sneered, his mouth suddenly widening grotesquely, like that of a shark, and bit towards one of the children.

“It’s a demon!”

“Help!”

The children were so frightened they stumbled and wet themselves.

“How dare you!”

Li Jiaojiao and Jia Yulan leaped out at the same time, one casting the “Binding Spirit Rope” to enwrap the children and pulling them to safety, while the other cast the First Grade Spell “Spirit Disc Flying Blade”, sending several blades of light slashing out.

“I knew about you lot already!” the self-proclaimed descendant of the Divine Race retorted with a sneer, his body floating lightly backward as trees and rocks around him took flight, blocking the blades of light.

“It’s the Immortal Fairy sisters!” The children saw Jia Yulan and Li Jiaojiao and clapped their hands with excitement.

Jia Yulan, staring at the shark-mouthed youth, demanded sternly, “Who are you, and why are you attacking innocent children?”

“I am a descendant of the Divine Race, naturally, I am divine, and you are nothing more than our food,” the shark-mouthed youth said coldly.

“You also deserve to be called a divine? Aren’t divinities supposed to be very powerful?” Jia Yulan’s eyebrows knitted together.