The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 619: Chapter 619: The Celebration Ends Perfectly, The Arrangements of the Eighteen Ancient Clans

“Gentlemen, let’s continue drinking!”

Ye Feng, overlooking the celebration venue of Whitefloat City, smiled at Gong Qingqiu, Liu Ming, Shu Qianjun, and other guests.

The matter of the Eighteen Ancient Clans had come to a temporary close.

Next, normal feasting could resume, and Ye Feng expressed great happiness.

His body swayed, and he landed back in his original seat.

The two ace commentators, Ancestor Lingmiao and Ancestor Jinling, exchanged glances and took seats next to Ye Feng, staring wide-eyed at Shu Qianjun, Liu Ming, and others at the same table.

“Everyone, come down and join us!”

Ye Feng looked up to the sky and waved at the masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans.

The leaders of the Eighteen Ancient Clans looked at one another and descended to the ground, sitting around the newly opened two large round tables. They stared at the gourmet dishes served before them, yet they could not bring themselves to eat.

For so many years, they had abstained from grains.

Eating was a thing of a thousand years ago for them.

But today, watching Ye Feng and the others continuously helping themselves to dishes and drinks, the masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans decided to try a little, and then, their eyes lit up.

“This taste is not bad,” praised the Miaoyin Sect Leader.

“Indeed, it’s very delicious,” agreed the Master of White Feather Pavilion.

“I like this steamed fish dish. It has special seasonings added to eliminate any fishiness, and the fish is not dry but wonderfully delicate,” analyzed the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword with skill.

Not far away,

Li Jiaojiao wore an apron, wiping the sweat from her forehead with a towel, listening to the high praises from the many ancient clan masters and smiling sweetly.

Naturally, she had cooked all these dishes herself.

“Come, let’s toast to the successful ascension of Whitefloat City to the Two-Star Rank, and, barring any unforeseen events, this Sect Leader’s Misty Sect will submit an application for the Three-Star Force assessment in the near future.”

Ye Feng stood up, raising his glass high.

Upon hearing this, all the guests present rose to their feet, clinked glasses in the air, and emptied their glasses of the fine wine.

Ancestor Lingmiao, whispering at Ye Feng’s side, said: “Sect Master Ye, Misty Sect doesn’t need any assessment for the Three-Star Level, I’ll give you a special exemption and grant you direct passage.”

The strength of Misty Sect was evident to all.

In the eyes of Ancestor Lingmiao and others, Misty Sect could pass not only the Three-Star assessment but even the Four-Star assessment.

“No need, let’s follow the process,”

Ye Feng shook his head and declined on the spot.

What a joke!

If they didn’t follow the process, they wouldn’t be able to meet the system’s assessment criteria or receive any rewards, and subsequent missions couldn’t be released.

Therefore, they had to proceed in an orderly fashion.

“Is that so?” Ancestor Lingmiao scratched his head and having thought more, he realized that even with a standard assessment, the Misty Sect wouldn’t have any problem, so he decided not to say anything more.

Soon after, the banquet ended, and the crowd dispersed.

From then on, the Two-Star ascension celebration of Whitefloat City came to a perfect close.

The Black Armored Guard and maids from the City Lord’s Mansion were cleaning up tables, chairs, bowls, and utensils. Ye Feng, Ancestor Jinling, Ancestor Lingmiao, and the masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans, had come to Misty Peak, sitting under the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine Tree. @@novelbin@@

“It’s no wonder Misty Sect has a Little Divine Tree,”

The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword appraised the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine, noticing the miraculous effects its pinecones had on increasing cultivation level and couldn’t help being astonished.

“Not bad,” Ye Feng said indifferently.

The Thousand-Year Ancient Pine Tree had absorbed a great deal of Spirit Blood, and its bloodline had undergone several transformations. It was capable of producing pinecones that enhanced cultivation levels, which wasn’t an overstatement to be called a Little Divine Tree.

“I’ve called you here primarily to discuss the future arrangements of the Eighteen Ancient Clans,”

Ye Feng withdrew his gaze, getting straight to the point.

Currently, the Eighteen Ancient Clans had only nominally submitted, and in reality, not a single person’s name was on the register of Misty Sect, failing to bring Ye Feng any amplification.

At these words, the masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans wore solemn expressions.

The Sect Master of Shadow Demon Sect was worried that Ye Feng might want to dismantle the Shadow Demon Sect, and if that were to happen, he would no longer be able to continue as the sect master.

“Previously, someone was right; our Misty Sect is currently unable to engulf the entire Eighteen Ancient Clans. Therefore, for now, each of the Eighteen Ancient Clans may go their separate ways, awaiting further arrangements by this Sect Leader.”

However, when Ye Feng spoke these words, it perplexed many.

Ye Feng had just inquired with the System, and since Misty Sect had not yet advanced to a Three-Star Force, it lacked sufficient authority. Even if he included the names of the leaders of the Eighteen Ancient Clans in the Sect Name Register, he would not gain any power boost.

Therefore, Ye Feng made such a statement.

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Was Ye Feng really not going to take this opportunity to fully absorb the Eighteen Ancient Clans?

The Sect Master of Shadow Demon Sect almost leapt up in excitement.

“Don’t get too pleased with yourself just yet!” Ye Feng glared at the Sect Master of Shadow Demon Sect, causing the latter to shrink his neck and dare not be overly proud.

“Although the detailed arrangements have not been finalized, this Sect Leader already has a preliminary plan,”

Ye Feng added.

He hadn’t had the chance to closely examine each of the Eighteen Ancient Clans’ Cave Heaven Worlds, nor did he know how many people were in those great ancient clans.

Regardless, these people would definitely be one of the sources for Misty Sect’s disciples, elders, and stewards in the future.

Considering that these individuals have been in seclusion for too long and might not be easy to manage, he decided to adopt a “top-down” approach.

As long as he firmly controlled the leaders of the Eighteen Ancient Clans, there would be no internal strife within the clans.

“So, Sect Master Ye, how do you plan to arrange us?” asked the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, politely clasping his hands together.

“If nothing unexpected occurs, all of you present will become members of Misty Sect’s Supreme Elder Council,” Ye Feng declared.

“Supreme Elder?”

“That seems not bad at all!”

“I also think it’s feasible.”

All the Ancient Clan Leaders present thought it sounded good. In a sect, a Supreme Elder held an extremely high status, and with their not insignificant cultivation base—at least at the seventh layer of the Void Break Realm—it was natural for them to become Supreme Elders.

Ye Feng further stated, “Each Supreme Elder will govern over their own Cave Heaven World. This Sect Leader will not interfere with the affairs within these Cave Heaven Worlds, but, each prodigy within these worlds must come to the Sect for cultivation and become a Sect Disciple.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” opposed the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, a rare occurrence.

Ye Feng gave him a look.

The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword then explained:

“Sect Master Ye, you might not be aware, but we, the Eighteen Ancient Clans, once occupied a Super Large Spirit Vein, its concentration of Spiritual Energy several times richer than that of the large Spirit Vein beneath Misty Peak.”

“Although it was damaged in a great battle, we preserved the Core Nucleus of the Spirit Vein. We divided it into eighteen parts, each capable of releasing Spiritual Energy with a concentration equivalent to that of a Super Large Spirit Vein. Even though the area it covers has much reduced, it is still suitable for cultivation.”

“Ah, you mean to say that the prodigies from the Eighteen Ancient Clans would progress faster in their own Cave Heaven Worlds?” Ye Feng suddenly realized.

“Exactly,” nodded the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword. “Similarly, Sect disciples and elders can also cultivate in our Ancient Clans’ Cave Heaven Worlds.”

“Heh, it’s just a Super Large Spirit Vein; Misty Sect isn’t without one,” Ye Feng suddenly laughed.

During the process of the Wind Spirit Pearl advancing to a Supreme Grade Spiritual Treasure, it devoured all the power of the World-Ending Heavenly Calamity, and within it was already stored a single opportunity for Super Large-scale World Remodeling.

“Misty Sect has a Super Large Spirit Vein?”

Hearing this, everyone’s eyes widened.

A Super Large Spirit Vein was a pinnacle resource that only Five-Star Forces possessed. Although Misty Sect had a decent foundation, upon using their Divine Sense to scan the area, they found no trace of a Super Large Spirit Vein!

“We didn’t have one before, now we’re about to,” Ye Feng nonchalantly remarked.

At these words, the leaders of the Eighteen Ancient Clans were dumbfounded.

Could it be… was Ye Feng planning to seize the Super Large Spirit Vein Core Nucleus they had treasured for tens of thousands of years?

This… this was too domineering!

Only to see Ye Feng holding the Wind Spirit Pearl, ascending high into the sky, and releasing the sole chance for a Super Large-scale World Remodeling as a burst of seven-colored clouds that enveloped a radius of ten thousand miles.

Whirl! In that moment, the world’s color changed.