The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 739: Chapter 739: Refining Furnace Promotion, Repairing the Heavenly Stele, Puppet People
 

Ye Feng was unaware of the imminent danger.

At this moment, he had arrived at the Heavenly Origin Sea.

This place was the center of the Shenzhou Continent, surrounded by nine Holy Cities and the Nine Great Holy Lands by the lake. The Spiritual Energy was dense, the strong were gathered, and it was truly the core region.

“What a beautiful and secluded location,”

Ye Feng admired the scenery of the area and said softly.

He came here because he was guided by the Destiny Treasure Bead.

On the shore of the Heavenly Origin Sea,

Ye Feng selected a beautifully scenic bay and drew a pavilion on the shore that soon became reality.

A three-story wooden building rose from the ground.

Behind the courtyard was a garden, in front a lotus pond, home to several goldfish blowing bubbles under the water, their large eyes filled with curiosity about the world.

The surrounding scenery was beautiful, quiet, and pleasant.

Ye Feng casually brought out his lounge chair, sat on it, and took out a Mini Banana Palm Fan he hadn’t used in a long time to fan himself and enjoy the cool breeze.

Rustle, rustle, rustle!

The breeze blew, and Ye Feng felt very cool, comfortable, and fond of the present days.

“One day, I want to live in a place like this, visit the Sect from time to time to see those youngsters, spend time on occasion trimming flowers, raising fish, and taking care of a vegetable garden. How comfortable that would be!”

“Of course, it would be even better to have a Sect Leader lady by my side who knows and understands me,”

Ye Feng said with a serene expression.

He was a normal man.

Although a staunch and straightforward man, he still harbored fantasies about his other half, but he did not want to find that significant other until his strength had broken through the power ceiling.

Hum!

A furnace landed on the ground.

This was the Refining Furnace after its elevation to Supreme Grade Spiritual Treasure.

Ye Feng discovered that the Heavenly Origin Sea possessed the Saint Might of countless Saints, which could interfere with the Heavenly Secrets.

“I finally understand why the Destiny Treasure Bead guided me to the Heavenly Origin Sea. Here, I can repair the Heavenly Stele without anyone noticing,”

Ye Feng muttered as he looked at the Refining Furnace.

After its elevation to Supreme Grade Spiritual Treasure, only half a day was needed to repair the Heavenly Stele, and it required only ten Supreme Grade Spirit Stones.

Clang!

Ye Feng threw the Heavenly Stele Fragment and ten Supreme Grade Spirit Stones into the Refining Furnace, secured the lid, and began the refining process.

For safety, Ye Feng released ten strands of Power of Destiny, weaving them into a net that enveloped the Refining Furnace, isolating it from others’ divination.

“I’m so sleepy!”

Ye Feng lay on the bamboo chair for a short nap.

Under the night sky,

The Refining Furnace slowly opened.

A Heavenly Stele, intact and whole, appeared in his sight.

“Is it done?!”

Ye Feng did not expect to sleep so comfortably and hastily packed up the Refining Furnace, looking at the repaired Heavenly Stele.

It was pure white as snow.

On the front, the words “Heavenly Stele” were inscribed.

The back featured ancient and complex patterns that contained peculiar powers, enabling Ye Feng to ignore the seals of the Suspended Mountain and forcefully teleport to a certain location there.

“Let me make a prediction first…”

Ye Feng closed his eyes, consuming the Power of Destiny to prognosticate.

Moments later,

He opened his eyes with a look of astonishment on his face.

From the prognostication just now, Ye Feng ascertained that the Heavenly Stele could transport him to a very dangerous place, and without the strength of a Saint Manifestation Level, going there would mean courting death.

“My strength is still insufficient,”

Ye Feng thought, storing away the Heavenly Stele with a slight frown.

The Saint Emperor Sword was formed by condensing five powerful primal energies. Although it could slash out sword light comparable to Saint Entry, Saint Entry was the weakest within the Saint Realm.

To continue to improve, one could only walk the path of Five Qi Dynasty towards the Law Saint, and keep enhancing the Flesh Body Strength, until reaching the Physical Body Saint Path.

Once successful, he would be invincible at his rank!

And by then, Ye Feng would truly possess the power to protect himself.

“The Saint Emperor Sword is just a transitional phase,”

“I must accumulate sufficient Power of Faith as soon as possible and then deduce the most perfect order of fusion.”

“With my strength, once I reach the Third or Fourth Turn Quasi-Saint, I could unleash a power no less than that of the Saint Emperor Sword,” Ye Feng reflected.

“So…”

“When I dispel the Saint Emperor Sword and follow the path of the Five Qi Dynasty to cultivate, for a period of time, my strength will severely decline.”

“Once I get through the weak phases of the First, Second, and Third Turn Quasi-Saint, and enter the Fourth Turn Quasi-Saint, I can return to my peak, and perhaps even surpass it.”

“But then, how should I become a Saint afterward?”

Ye Feng fell into deep thought.

After he became a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint, slaying ordinary beings at the Saint Entry Realm might not be difficult, but what would that amount to?

Without becoming a Saint, he would definitely not be able to overcome stronger opponents like those at the Saint Manifestation, Heavenly Saint, or Supreme Saint levels.

The gap between major realms isn’t so easily bridged, and slaying someone at the Saint Entry is extremely challenging.

“Perhaps…”

“I could use the Heavenly Stele to sneak into the Suspended Mountain and directly enter the Thunder Pool Grand Hall to weather the tribulation and become a Saint,” a bold idea popped into Ye Feng’s head.

If all else fails, he would continue to create countless lower realms, rebuild the Heavenly Dao, and counterattack the Suspended Mountain.

…

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Ye Feng received news from Gong Qingqiu.

Because of the emergence of a Super Large Spirit Vein at Heavenly Sword Mountain in Whitefloat City, countless people flooded there, migrating to Whitefloat City and applying for permanent residency.

In just a few days.

The total population of Whitefloat City had explosively increased by five million!

Now, Whitefloat City was expanding along the Flowing Water River and Fenhuo River, constructing even more new streets and buildings.

“Elder Gong, Whitefloat City could try expanding northward. The northern part is the Yunxiao Great Forest, spanning hundreds of miles of plains, and is the most suitable for city development.”

“As for the northwest’s Hardwood Plains and the Sect’s eastern Fuyun Gloomy Forest, don’t touch those for the time being,”

Ye Feng transmitted his voice to Gong Qingqiu, arranging development plans.

“Yes.”

Gong Qingqiu responded through the air.

Before long, Ye Feng severed the divine sense transmission, and Gong Qingqiu could no longer contact him.

“Ma Liang’s Brush is really useful!”

Ye Feng looked around at the countless odd objects. Some were tree-people with grass growing on their heads, some were monsters with a pair of blade hands, and some were pumpkins with legs.

All of these beings were drawn into existence by Ye Feng using Ma Liang’s Brush.

The ability to alter reality was indeed extraordinary.

However, Ma Liang’s Brush was only a Supreme Grade Spiritual Treasure.

Things beyond its grade could not be drawn.

Moreover, the higher the level of the object, the more Power of Heaven and Earth it required, the longer it took to draw, and it even needed to consume the Power of Destiny from the Destiny Treasure Bead.

“Let’s try drawing a combat puppet.”

Ye Feng murmured.

He used Ma Liang’s Brush to draw on paper, consuming a tremendous amount of the Power of Heaven and Earth and a hundred strands of the Power of Destiny.

Hum!

As the final stroke was completed, the figure of the puppet leapt from the paper, its black and white form turning into color and gradually becoming three-dimensional, stepping out from the paper to become a two-meter-tall puppet.

It stood still, its expression wooden.

Yet, its grade had reached the level of a Supreme Grade Spiritual Treasure, and if it self-destructed, it could even kill an ordinary Heavenly Emperor.

“This is the flaw of Ma Liang’s Brush.”

“Drawing beings without cultivation results in high intelligence and greater completeness, but if you seek powerful strength, their brains end up not so sharp,”

Ye Feng said with a wry smile as he looked at the puppet person.

“Yes, my brain is not so sharp,” the puppet person stated, tilting its head and pondering for quite some time before saying so frankly.

At these words, Ye Feng couldn’t help but smile wryly.

“Go patrol the surroundings.”

“Yes, great Creator,”

The puppet person nodded and soared into the air, patrolling the area. If it detected any Demonic Beasts attempting to invade the courtyard where Ye Feng resided, it would mercilessly strike them down.

Several hundred miles away.

A graceful figure was walking on the waves.

Her direction of travel happened to bring her past Ye Feng’s courtyard.