The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 325: Chapter 325: The Undercover Agent in the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, Li Mo Huang’s Mission

The Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect was furious.

The protector of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect had been his personally cultivated right-hand man, who had been responsible for the construction and management of the Demon-locking Tower over the years.

But now, this capable assistant had perished.

He died at the hands of a Misty Sect spiritual beast.

Due to the weak retrospective function of the altar, the Great Elder didn’t see the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch but only caught sight of Brother Flathead making the move.

“Damn it!”

“Why did the spiritual beast of Misty Sect strike at the protector?”

“Could it be that Ye Feng has noticed something?”

The Great Elder stood up and paced back and forth, at a loss for what to do.

“It seems that I must send an undercover agent to Misty Sect to inquire into the ins and outs of this matter, otherwise, it would be detrimental to our plans.”

With that thought, he quickly packed up his things and left.

The next day was clear and bright.

After breakfast, Ye Feng glanced at Gong Qingqiu who had just exited the Cultivation Tower and noticed she was drenched in sweat like she had been through a tough battle, which piqued his curiosity.

“Sect Leader, the Cultivation Tower is indeed marvelous.”

Gong Qingqiu had just found Ye Feng when she excitedly exclaimed.

Ye Feng swept a glance at her and realized her cultivation level had reached the Element Gathering Realm fourth layer’s peak, ready to break through at any moment.

“Your cultivation level…”

“It’s now at the peak of the fourth layer of the Element Gathering Realm. It seems fast, but it’s actually not, considering I had initially reduced my cultivation level to escape with my life, and now I’m merely recovering my previous level, which is naturally faster than other cultivators,” Gong Qingqiu explained, seeing the confusion in Ye Feng’s eyes.

“Then what was your original cultivation level?”

“A senior at the fifth layer of the Element Gathering Realm.”

“That’s not bad.”

“Sect Leader, I will first go instruct the second-generation disciples in their cultivation, then head to Whitefloat City to deal with official business and return to continue my rigorous cultivation in the tower in the afternoon.”

“Alright, thank you for your hard work. Here, have some candy.”

Ye Feng took out a big bag of candy.

This was something he obtained using a small daily wish.

“Wow! Sect Leader, how do you know my favorite is the ‘Hundred Herbs Pear Paste Candy’?” Gong Qingqiu’s eyes shone with girlish joy as she received the big bag of yellow pear-flavored block candies.

As she accepted the candy, she felt a sweetness in her heart.

“Ah?”

Ye Feng scratched his head.

To be honest, he had just randomly made a wish, unaware that it was Gong Qingqiu’s favorite candy.

What a coincidence!

“Sect Leader, I’m going to instruct the disciples now.”

Gong Qingqiu held the bag of candy, her red lips slightly parted, and with her head bowed a little, she walked with increasingly light steps towards the Elders’ Hall at Feilai Peak.

“Something’s off about her!”

Ye Feng watched Gong Qingqiu radiating a youthful aura and his gaze intensified, leaning back thoughtfully.

“System, does Gong Qingqiu have feelings for me?” he wondered to himself.

He wasn’t a fool and could tell that something about Gong Qingqiu’s demeanor was off when she left.

“Ding, question is beyond the scope!”

The System warned.

Ye Feng rolled his eyes, waved his hand dismissively, and walked down the path leading from Misty Peak. In the distance, he saw a figure flying in from afar, landing at the foot of the mountain, and ringing the Summoning Bell.

“Fox Da Hong, go greet the guest.”

Ye Feng called out.

“Understood!” Fox Da Hong immediately ran down the mountain and brought the person who had rung the Summoning Bell to the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

The visitor was a handsome young man, around twenty years old, slightly younger than Ye Feng, but his cultivation had already reached the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, which was quite impressive.

“Who are you?” Ye Feng asked with his hands behind his back and an authoritative look in his eyes.

“Junior Li Mo Huang, a loose cultivator by name, has heard that Misty Sect is the holy land of cultivation in this area, and hence, I apply to join the sect,” the young man, Li Mo Huang, said with a bow.

“You Mo Huang?”

“It’s Li Mo Huang.”