The Clan Master Can t possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 422

Chapter 422: Chapter 422: The Wonderful Use of the Fate Purple Gold Bell, Recruiting Disciples

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“Truly worthy of the ‘Seven Steps to Heaven,’ its power is unparalleled.”

Ye Feng dissipated the terrifying presence around him and murmured to himself in a low voice.

Not far behind him.

Ji Ziling, Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, Wang Ping’an, and the Mole stared blankly at Ye Feng’s figure, tall and straight like a sword, feeling that the moment he took the seventh step, he seemed invincible.

They were convinced that if that step had been brought down with full force, the underground space would have shattered on the spot, and no one would have survived.

“This ‘Seven Steps to Heaven’ technique is too strong. I really want to cultivate it!”

Wang Ping’an’s eyes were wide with desire.

He felt that although he was only at the Qi Refining Realm, if he could successfully execute this secret technique, he could definitely crush a Lower Rank Demon General with a single step.

“This secret technique is not easy to cultivate,” Ye Feng said.

The disciples felt this was to be expected upon hearing this.

How could a secret technique so difficult to remember and understand be easily mastered?

Still, everyone was unwilling to give up and wished to cultivate it.

“Right, who created this secret technique? I remember the Sect Leader mentioned it was a mysterious strong person called ‘Beihe,’ Beihe… North Union Seven Divine Peaks?” Ji Ziling rubbed her temples, her eyes gleaming more intensely.

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Even Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

North Union Seven Divine Peaks, Beihe?

He suddenly realized a problem.

When he named those seven floating peaks, he had initially intended to call them “Seven Divine Peaks,” but then, on a whim, he added the words “North Union.”

Now that he thought about it, Ye Feng felt that it must be destiny at work.

“Perhaps, when I named the seven peaks ‘North Union Seven Divine Peaks,’ it was a sign that I would come here later and encounter this scripture left by Beihe.”

So Ye Feng thought to himself.

He looked at his disciples and said, “Collect the mature mushrooms from this place, and take the giant Demon Emperor’s corpse with us as well.”

“Yes.” The disciples hurriedly began to act.

The Mole also joined the mushroom picking team.

But it held a small bamboo basket, picking and eating at the same time, its belly so full and round that it waddled from side to side as it walked, very comical and cute.

An hour later.

Ye Feng stood on top of the Demon Emperor’s skeletal remains, performing Instantaneous Movement with his disciples, and appeared on the surface.

Afterward, they rode on the Demon Emperor’s corpse, flying above the ten thousand meter high sky, heading towards the next ancient relic.

Misty Sect.

Gong Qingqiu finished her lecturing for the day.

“You all should diligently practice your cultivation from now on. This Elder needs to go out. If you have any questions, you can ask the other senior brothers and sisters for help,” she explained, then ascended to Misty Peak.

“So boring!” Hu Feifei was swinging her Explosive Stick, causing iron balls to burst into splendid fireworks.

“Protector, I’m going out to recruit new disciples. Please protect the Sect while I’m away,” Gong Qingqiu said.

“Eh, you’re going out to have fun? Take me with you!” Hu Feifei placed her hands on her hips, staring at Gong Qingqiu with an attitude that said, ‘If you don’t take me, I’ll stare you down.’

Gong Qingqiu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

In the end, she decided to take Hu Feifei along.

Besides the two of them, Ning Xiangxiang, Lei Xiaohu, Mu Sisi, and several other Second-generation Disciples were part of the group.

The group boarded a Middle Grade Spirit Boat, flying at an altitude of a thousand meters.

“Elder, where are we going to recruit disciples?” Mu Sisi, who was quite curious, couldn’t help but ask.

“We’re going to the shores of Southern River Lake. That area is under the Myriad Islands Alliance’s control, and they have a good relationship with our Misty Sect. We can recruit a batch of disciples there,” Gong Qingqiu pointed eastward as she spoke.

“Going to the lakeside? That’s great, we can also fish while we’re there,” Lei Xiaohu’s eyes lit up as he hurriedly took out a bamboo fishing rod.

Apart from cultivating, his greatest hobby was fishing.

Knowing that this trip was to Southern River Basin’s largest lake, Southern River Lake, Lei Xiaohu was instantly excited.

Seeing this, everyone shook their heads with a wry smile.

Southern River Lake.

The area spanned over two thousand miles, with dozens of cities scattered along the banks of the lake.

Gong Qingqiu and her people landed in a small city with a population of several hundred thousand and called out the name of the Misty Sect.

However, few knew of it.

“This place is thousands of miles away from the Misty Sect, and the highest cultivation level in the city is only at the Peak of Qi Refinement, so it’s quite normal that they don’t know about our Misty Sect,” Gong Qingqiu said.

When she slightly revealed the aura of the Element Gathering Realm, it alarmed the entire city.

Afterward, hundreds of young people gathered around, trying to join the Misty Sect and embark on the path to immortality.

Ding Ling Ling!

As people swarmed over, the disciples noticed that the Fate Purple Gold Bells tied to their belts rang three times in succession.

This was a signal that someone fated was approaching.

With a slight smile on her lips, the mature and charming Gong Qingqiu, coupled with the strong aura emitted by a cultivator, instantly gave off the feeling of meeting a queen.

“This is the Fate Purple Gold Bell. Anyone who touches this bell and makes it ring continuously can enter our Misty Sect to become a probationary disciple,” she announced.

Probationary disciple was a new term coined by Ye Feng.

These were people from outside who had yet to meet Ye Feng but were recognized by the Fate Purple Gold Bell.

Only after a unified audience with Ye Feng and being recorded in the Sect Name Register would they officially join the Misty Sect as registered disciples.

Soon, the hundreds of people at the scene formed a queue.

Gong Qingqiu, Mu Sisi, Lei Xiaohu, and others stood in front of different queues, using their Fate Purple Gold Bells to conduct tests.

Ding Ling Ling…

After testing more than a dozen people, finally, a playful and adorable young girl met the criteria to join the sect.

Then came the fat son of a pancake stall owner.

“Oh my, my son can actually join a cultivation sect! My boy, you must cultivate diligently. Your father will sell pancakes to support you!”

The short and portly pancake stall owner wept with joy.

In less than half an hour, the screening was completed.

Out of the hundreds of people, only ten met the requirements to join the sect.

“The number is a bit small, but if we can recruit ten new disciples from each city, after we circle around Southern River Lake, we will still be able to collect hundreds of disciples,” Gong Qingqiu said, satisfied.

After letting these probationary disciples say goodbye to their families, she piloted a middle-grade Spirit Boat and carried everyone along the lake, flying toward the next city.

Looking at some of the weeping probationary disciples, Gong Qingqiu said, “This is not a farewell of life and death; there’s no need to feel sad. Once your cultivation has achieved something, you’ll be able to occasionally return home to reunite with your family.”

Whoosh!

The Spirit Boat accelerated and flew off into the distance.

…

Above Whitefloat City.

Li Zilong looked around and noticed that many people were using horse-drawn carriages and ox carts to bring their belongings, converging toward Whitefloat City.

“More and more people are moving to our Whitefloat City of their own accord. It seems we’ll need to open up a new city district,” he said.

Li Zilong pointed toward Xiao Lin Village in the distance and asked, “Deputy City Lord, what do you think about developing the area around Xiao Lin Village into a new city district?”

The Deputy City Lord floated mid-air, pondered for a moment, and said, “Xiao Lin Village is located below Misty Peak and is too close to the sect. Wouldn’t it be inappropriate?”

“No problem,” Li Zilong said. “Both the Sect Leader and Elder Gong have mentioned that the impact won’t be significant.”

“Then let’s do it!” the Deputy City Lord declared.

At this moment, Shi Lei approached through the air, greeted the two with a cupped fist salute, and said, “Deputy City Lord, Elder Li, I have a suggestion.”

“What suggestion?”

They asked in unison.

“As the saying goes, to get rich, build a road first. The paths connecting Whitefloat City with other cities are all narrow and inconvenient to travel on. Why not expand them and pave them with stone bricks? That way, the carriages could travel faster,” Shi Lei said, pointing at the gravel paths below.

Li Zilong and the Deputy City Lord’s eyes lit up.

That made a lot of sense!