The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 820 - : Childhood Sweethearts, Saint Ascension Ceremony, A Person Wanted by the Starry Sky

Chapter 820: Chapter 820: Childhood Sweethearts, Saint Ascension Ceremony, A Person Wanted by the Starry Sky

This was the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey’s first encounter with candied hawthorns.

It took a bite and found the taste to be extremely delightful, its eyes gleaming with brightness.

“So delicious, where did you swipe these from?” asked the Little Monkey while munching.

“You impudent monkey, why do you speak so crudely? I got these from Senior Sister Jiaojiao, I didn’t steal them!” Xia Wenwen stood with her hands on her hips, seriously lecturing like a child.

“Oh!” The Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey nodded.

Later, it mimicked the example and strung Destiny Divine Pills onto a bamboo skewer, coated them with sugar syrup, and relished the flavor.

Xia Wenwen watched with envy.

“Let me have a taste!” she said. “After all, you’ve eaten my candied hawthorns, so it’s only fair that you share your stuff with me, and you won’t be at a loss either.”

“Here you go!”

The Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey pointed at the basin filled with Destiny Divine Pills.

“Awesome!” Xia Wenwen immediately sat on the ground, devouring the pills from the basin, finding them incredibly delicious without any flaws, her face beaming with happiness.

Watching the pair play in the grass – one person, one monkey – Ye Feng nodded approvingly.

The psychological ages of both the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey and Xia Wenwen were but a few years, innocent and untainted by guile.

Within the Misty Sect, they were the youngest of all.

Wherever they went, they received care and smooth sailing from everyone.

Ye Feng believed that such an environment was very suitable for the growth of Xia Wenwen and the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey.

“Sect Leader, how should we set up the site for the Saint Ascension Ceremony?”

Shi Lei stood before Ye Feng and inquired.

He had finished enhancing the Thirty-third Layer and was assisting Gong Qingqiu with the expansion of Whitefloat City, having just constructed a new district ten miles in length and width.

On hearing the need to prepare the venue for the Saint Ascension Ceremony, Shi Lei promptly returned.

“Make it luxurious and grand.”

Ye Feng’s request was straightforward.

Big spectacle, high status.

“Your disciple obeys.” Shi Lei nodded, took Ma Liang’s Brush, and walked to the Sect Main Plaza to begin his drawing.

Luxurious floating tables and chairs.

Sprite-like glowing attendants.

Countless flowers, rich with spiritual energy.

Brilliant and bedazzling opulence.

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Shi Lei showcased his grandmaster-level construction skills and rich imagination. In less than a day, he had transformed the Sect Main Plaza into a super large venue capable of accommodating five million people.

Ye Feng surveyed the entire plaza from above.

He expressed his approval of Shi Lei’s impressive work capabilities.

“Well done.”

Ye Feng descended to the ground, patted Shi Lei on the shoulder, and handed him a bottle of High-Grade Soul Concentration Pills refined using the Seven Star Alchemy Furnace.

“This is a High-Grade Soul Concentration Pill. Your cultivation is only at the fourth layer of the Divine Origin Realm, which is too low. While building Whitefloat City, don’t forget to advance your personal cultivation.”

Shi Lei received the elixir, moved by the gesture.

“Sect Master Uncle, rest assured, I will not delay my cultivation and will catch up with the progress of my younger siblings and sisters as soon as possible.”

“Mhm.”

Shi Lei secluded himself for half a day, using the pills to break through to the fifth layer of the Divine Origin Realm, then immersed himself once more in the construction work of Whitefloat City, leaving Ye Feng somewhat helpless.

“This guy isn’t becoming a construction fanatic, is he?”

Ye Feng couldn’t help but hold his forehead with his hand.

Shi Lei’s construction talent was truly remarkable. With solid fundamentals in drawing, he could outline a small plaza complete with fountains and reliefs on the ground with just a few strokes.

A few more strokes, and he could build a brand-new street around it that could accommodate nearly a thousand people.

Shi Lei continued to draw.

Various objects shifted from two-dimensional forms to three-dimensional realities under the altering powers of Ma Liang’s Brush.

Neat streets.

Imposing buildings.

Decorations with a cultural aura.

Whitefloat City was rapidly expanding in this manner.

“With Shi Lei’s help, the infrastructure of Whitefloat City will reach the capacity to house hundreds of millions within half a month, and then, we can begin recruiting heavily.”

Ye Feng murmured to himself.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

The day of the Saint Ascension Ceremony arrived.

Sect Main Plaza.

Ye Feng sat in the principal seat, with Hu Feifei by his side. One’s presence was tranquil, the other’s vast, their Saint Might sweeping across easily covering millions of miles.

The visiting guests all sat obediently in their places.

“Congratulations to the Saintess on her ascension!”

“Congratulations to Sect Leader Ye!”

Millions of guests rose to congratulate Hu Feifei and Ye Feng at the same time.

Neither of the two on stage was ordinary.

Ye Feng was the Son of Destiny, a physical embodiment of saintly power.

Hu Feifei possessed an undying body and had recently ascended to the Saint Entry Realm. Although she had not yet tested her strength on the Power God Ranking of the entire universe, her power was undoubtedly immense.

Misty Sect was home to two saints, their glory lasting through the ages.

The leaders of the various major powers all wanted to get acquainted with them.

“Many thanks to all fellow Daoists.”

Hu Feifei waved her sleeve lightly, turning to look at Ye Feng beside her.

“The auspicious time has come, let’s feast!”

Ye Feng’s approach was much simpler.

At his command, countless humanoid glowing fairies immediately served up various fragrant and appealing dishes.

The guests at the event were seated at floating tables and chairs, enjoying the spirit dishes from the back kitchen of Misty Sect.

In recent times, following Xia Wenwen’s suggestions, all of Misty Sect’s spirit chefs had identified their shortcomings and made improvements, which greatly enhanced their culinary skills.

Their cooking became increasingly delicious.

The visiting guests were full of praise.

Especially the medicinal liquor from the Dragonfolk Clan became an indispensable item on the tables, and Mad Drunkard, sitting at a table with children, guzzled down the guests’ drinks with a look of satisfaction.

“Eh, why are you all staring at me?”

Mad Drunkard, having emptied all the drinks at the children’s table, explained earnestly, “You’re still young. You shouldn’t drink this booze. I’m protecting you by drinking it for you, understand?”

“Let’s beat him up!”

Several children, driven to tears, chased after Mad Drunkard aiming to hit him.

“Ouch, how can you hit an old man like me?” Mad Drunkard grabbed a chicken leg from the table and took to his heels. Upon seeing other tables with children, his smile gradually twisted as he ran towards them.

Overall, the Saint Ascension ceremony went very smoothly.

An hour and a half later.

The banquet concluded.

The guests left their gifts and received Soul Condensing Pills personally refined by Ye Feng as return gifts, and they gradually dispersed.

Mad Drunkard had consumed tens of thousands of kilograms of fine wine, his face red as a monkey’s butt, lying unconscious under a table.

“This guy, he really is enslaved to alcohol!”

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.

“At present, our Misty Sect has both me and Princess as saints, as well as Liufeng and Mad Drunkard, who are Four-Turn Quasi-Saints. We are not lacking in high-end power.”

“Next, we’ll upgrade Whitefloat City to a Four-Star Level city, which will bring our Sect even closer to Five-Star status,” Ye Feng muttered.

He suddenly remembered something.

Mad Drunkard had left behind a treasure map scroll, and Ye Feng had deduced countless treasure maps by himself, but the current progress seemed slow.

Therefore, Ye Feng sought out Huo Yunjie and Mo Ying.

“These are treasure maps, spread across all of Shenzhou. You two should go out and gain experience while also searching for treasures.”

Ye Feng produced a stack of treasure maps half a meter thick.

“So many?”

Mo Ying and Huo Yunjie were stunned.

“These were provided by Mad Drunkard. You should follow these maps and see what you can find while gaining some experience,” Ye Feng appraised the two.

Mo Ying at the ninth layer of the Divine Origin Realm, and Huo Yunjie at the peak of the eighth layer of Divine Origin Realm, were very close to the Void Break Realm.

Before their breakthrough, both needed to temper themselves.

“Sect Master, can we bring others with us?”

Mo Ying asked.

She had a good relationship with Jia Yulan and Yan Ruyu and wanted to bring them along for the journey.

“Bring whoever you want,” Ye Feng said, “and remember one thing, you are disciples of Misty Sect. When you are outside, don’t be a coward. If anyone dares to bully you, fight back!”

“Yes!”

The two exclaimed in unison.

Soon after, they each took half of the treasure maps and began to find people to form a team for their journey.

After delegating this matter, Ye Feng, joined by Hu Feifei, vanished into the void.

Nine Cities Star Cloud.

Inside the majestic starry sky palace.

“Whoa-ho, it’s a success!”

The Ancient Sacred True Dragon gazed at the nine four-star Transcendent Spirit Treasures on the ground, eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.

“True Dragon Brother is so mighty!”

Star River Quasi-Saint quickly raised a thumbs-up.

“Heh, it was nothing. I said I could do it, and I was right, wasn’t I?” Ancient Sacred True Dragon scratched his nose and chuckled proudly.

After a period of strenuous effort, he had finally used numerous high-grade refining materials to craft nine types of spiritual treasures required by Star River Quasi-Saint for his tribulation, preparing for a celebration.

“Looks good!”

A gentle and familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Ancient Sacred True Dragon and Star River Quasi-Saint shivered and swiftly turned to look.

From within the void.

Ye Feng and Hu Feifei stood side by side, like two immortals descended to earth, exerting an invisible pressure on those around them.