The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Gathering Disciples Widely, The Bell Tolls, Two Princesses Join the Clan

“Master, didn’t you say you wanted to recruit more disciples? I’ll take you there now!”

Liang Wanfen, unaware of what Ye Feng was thinking, immediately squeezed up to his side, saying with a giggle, completely lacking the reserve and grace expected of a princess from the Demon Country.

“Xiao Fen, mind your manners!”

The First Princess, Liang Wanrou, hastily whispered a reminder in a low voice.

“Big sister, let it be, there are no outsiders here, and Xiao Fen’s personality is just too unrestrained. I’m afraid she’ll never change in this lifetime,” the Second Princess, Liang Wanyu, shook her head with a sense of helplessness.

She knew her younger sister very well.

“The Second Princess is right,” Ye Feng wholeheartedly agreed but only said so inwardly without voicing it out loud.

The Third Princess, Liang Wanfen, had a very unrestrained personality, but because she was born royal, she had to maintain her composure in public to avoid tarnishing the royal family’s dignity and face.

But with fewer people around, she could no longer hold herself back.

And this was determined by her personality.

With that thought, Ye Feng said, “Alright, let’s head to the Imperial City first and see if anyone is willing to join our Misty Sect.”

This place was tens of thousands of miles away from the Southern River Basin.

Separated by the desolate Ancient Demon Battlefield, news did not spread quickly, and apart from the royal family, probably less than a thousand people in the entire Great Liang Demon Nation knew about the Misty Sect.

“Master, let me lead the way!”

Liang Wanfen charged to the front.

“Sigh, there’s no saving her!” The First Princess and the Second Princess exchanged glances, both shaking their heads in resignation.

Both of them genuinely had the demeanor of princesses.

Tall, beautiful, quiet, well-read and sensible, with proper and gracious speech and behavior. In contrast, the Third Princess Liang Wanfen was almost like a wild girl, always rushing about impulsively.

However, Liang Wanfen was the only existing possessor of a Supreme Grade Snow Rabbit Bloodline. She reached the peak of the Demon General level at a young age, and her future achievements were boundless.

Whoosh!

The group rode a Bone Demon and headed towards the Imperial City, hundreds of miles away.

“Look, that mysterious powerhouse has arrived!”

“Who exactly is this exalted person?”

“I want to know too.”

The human and demon cultivators of the Great Liang Imperial City looked up at the massive Bone Demon flying in the sky and gazed at Ye Feng with eyes filled with admiration.

Ye Feng’s act of crushing the Bone Demon Empress with a single footstep, even at the distance of hundreds of miles, was clearly witnessed by everyone.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Now, with Ye Feng’s arrival, a great commotion surged through the Imperial City. Countless people rushed over, all wanting to catch a glimpse of Ye Feng’s appearance and demeanor.

“Look, the three beautiful and dignified princesses have arrived!”

“Regardless of which princess it is, all are serene and leisurely, and to marry one would be a blessing for countless generations!”

“It’s daytime now, stop dreaming.”

The crowd gathered around, buzzing with conversation.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng hovered the Bone Demon in mid-air and, together with Ji Ziling, the Mole, and other disciples and Spiritual Beasts, arrived in the center of the Imperial City.

This place was a vast plaza, located on a mountain top whose upper half had been leveled to form a flat plateau.

“I am Sect Master Ye of the Misty Sect from the Southern River Basin of the Mystique Kingdom. I have come to the Great Liang Imperial City to recruit disciples broadly. I will not judge by talent but by fate,” Ye Feng announced.

As soon as his voice rang out, the entire place burst into an uproar.

Based on fate?

The recruiting standards of the Misty Sect really were unique!

Many people murmured among themselves.

As the name of the Misty Sect spread, Ye Feng noticed that the Sect’s Prestige Points had started to increase again.

However, compared to the baseline of over ten million Prestige Points they now had, the current increase really wasn’t all that substantial.

“Over a hundred million Prestige Points, that’s definitely a tough hurdle,” Ye Feng mused inwardly.

It wasn’t long before a long line had formed on the plaza.

“Sect Master, I want to join the Misty Sect,” a pig demon hee-hee’d with a broad smile, showing off its big yellow teeth.

“Sorry, you and our Misty Sect are not fated,” Ye Feng tactfully leaned back to avoid the pig demon’s strong breath.

“Wuu wuu, Sect Master Ye looks down on me, old pig!” The pig demon covered its face with its hands and ran off with a “thud, thud, thud.”

“This… is speechless!” Ye Feng rolled his eyes.

It turned out he had just rejected a female pig; forgive him being face-blind—in the case of a clothed individual, he couldn’t discern the gender of the pig demon.

To improve efficiency, Ye Feng crafted ten Fate Purple Gold Bells on the spot and handed them to the five disciples around him, as well as to the Mole and other Spiritual Beasts.

“This bell looks so pretty, and it keeps ringing non-stop when you catch it,” the First Princess Liang Wanrou said, playing with a Fate Purple Gold Bell that emitted a clear and pleasant bell sound.

“Yes, it’s very pleasant to the ear,” Second Princess Liang Wanyu also held the bell, unable to put it down.

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow and explained, “If you hold the Fate Purple Gold Bell in your hand and it keeps ringing continuously, it means that one is fated and eligible to join our Misty Sect.”

“Is that so?”

The First Princess and Second Princess’s eyes lit up.

They were indeed very interested in the Misty Sect.

Now, with the Fate Purple Gold Bell ringing, it meant that the sisters were both qualified to join the Misty Sect.

“System, do Liang Wanrou and Liang Wanyu also meet the disciple criteria?” Ye Feng thought to himself.

“They do,” the system responded.

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, “How old are the two princesses?”

The First Princess said shyly, “I’ve just turned twenty.”

The Second Princess looked down subconsciously but couldn’t see her toes, and with an even shyer and softer voice like that of a mosquito, she said, “There are too many people around here; is it proper to discuss size?”

Ye Feng’s mouth twitched, “What I meant was age… But, if the First Princess is only twenty, then the Second Princess must be nineteen, and the Third Princess eighteen, so, one child per year?”

“However, you’re only at most twenty years old and already at least Upper Rank Demon Generals; isn’t your cultivation progressing a bit too quickly?”

Ye Feng voiced his confusion.

The dignified and beautiful First Princess covered her mouth with a light laugh and said, “Sect Master Ye might not be aware, but we of the Snow Rabbit Clan possess a Heritage Blood Pool. In our lifetimes, we can rely on the Blood Pool to enhance our cultivation level three times, which is precisely why our cultivation has been able to advance so rapidly.”

“So it’s the Blood Pool!” Long Tianxing became interested. “When I awakened my Dragonfolk bloodline, I also entered our Dragonfolk Clan’s Blood Pool and underwent a transformation.”

“So Senior Brother is also a bloodline cultivator,” Third Princess Ji Ziling exclaimed in surprise.

This address as ‘Senior Brother’ made Long Tianxing a bit embarrassed.

In terms of age, he was a few years younger than Ji Ziling, but since the Misty Sect arranged their hierarchy according to the order of initiation, he was always the senior brother.

“Let’s save the idle talk for later. First Princess, Second Princess, are you willing to join my Misty Sect?” Ye Feng looked towards Liang Wanrou and Liang Wanyu.

“Naturally, we are willing,” both princesses said in unison.

With Ye Feng, a handsome and dashing, powerfully talented Great Power as the Sect Master, Misty Sect was absolutely their first choice for apprenticeship.

“That’s excellent!” Ye Feng smiled.

He quickly took out the Book of Names and wrote down the information of the First and Second Princesses.

“Ding, Registered Disciple ‘Liang Wanrou’ received, Upper Grade Snow Rabbit Bloodline, Upper Rank Demon General.”

“Ding, Registered Disciple ‘Liang Wanyu’ received, Upper Grade Snow Rabbit Bloodline, Upper Rank Demon General.”

Ye Feng smiled.

With two more Upper Rank Demon General-level disciples added to the Sect, he felt his physical strength improve significantly and sensed that he was getting closer and closer to stepping into the Divine Origin Realm.

“Next, let’s continue testing for fate,” Ye Feng arranged for the disciples to use the Fate Purple Gold Bell for testing.

Many cultivators had come to watch.

Demons and humans each accounted for seventy and thirty percent, respectively, crowding the plaza so tightly it was as packed as sardines, a veritable sea of people.

They formed ten teams, continuously touching the Purple Gold Bell.

One hour later, several hundred cultivators remained.

All of them were able to make the Fate Purple Gold Bell ring, which meant they were ‘fated’ in Ye Feng’s terms.

“To encounter so many eligible junior brothers and sisters on this trip is truly unexpected and delightful,” Ji Ziling said.

“But this guy doesn’t look like a junior brother or sister?” Wang Ping’an, carrying a black pot, pointed at the burly man with a full beard and a body as strong as a bear standing before him.

He remembered Sect Master Ye Feng had said that no one over twenty could become a Sect disciple.

And the man before him was at least a few hundred years old, right?

“The Fate Purple Gold Bell rang, indicating a connection with our Misty Sect, but it’s not certain whether they’ll become Sect disciples, stewards, elders, hall masters, protectors, or even the Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast,” Ye Feng clarified.

At that moment, the bearded, burly man spoke up, “Sect Master, seeing as I’m at least a Lower Rank Demon General, surely I can at least become a steward?”

He was a bear demon who had been practicing cultivation peacefully for over three hundred years.

Ye Feng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, “No, you can only become the Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast.”

That was the result he got after consulting with the system.

The stout bear man, who could almost be described as “chubby,” fell silent for a while, then tentatively asked, “Sect Master Ye, does Misty Sect’s Spirit Beast Pavilion include room and board?”

Ye Feng smiled and said, “Rest assured, it’s all included, along with outdoor activities.”

The bear man’s eyes widened, his face solemn as he said:

“Our Bear Tribe never submits to anyone unless room and board are provided. Therefore, I am willing to join the Misty Sect and become the Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast. Just remember, Sect Master, to improve my meals. Oh, and I like spicy food.”

Upon hearing this, the entire place fell silent.