The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

“Sect Master Uncle, how… how did you do it?”

Huo Yunjie quickly withdrew the flames from his hands and respectfully asked Ye Feng, with the slight dissatisfaction he had felt towards Ye Feng earlier now completely dissipated.

Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao also stared at Ye Feng, eager to know what was going on.

Ye Feng himself was also panicked.

After all, he couldn’t feel his own cultivation level, and only had a deep understanding of the “Fire Cloud Palm”.

Although he knew pointing out a few of Huo Yunjie’s mistakes could be effective, Ye Feng had never expected the results to be this good.

Just one try had taken him from beginner to minor achievement.

Now, Ye Feng was sure that as long as Huo Yunjie did as he said, within three days, “Fire Cloud Palm” could reach perfection, and he could easily defeat disciples of the same level.

Facing the doubts of the three disciples, Ye Feng’s eyes flickered, and he lied:

“I have a deep understanding of spells and know various types, so naturally, I can point out your errors. But you must first practice the spell to beginner level before I will teach you. Because only by reaching the beginner level can you prove that you are fated with that spell.”

This was the best explanation Ye Feng could come up with at the moment.

Only when the disciples had practiced the spell to the beginner level could he instantly max it out.

That way, he could then, in turn, give guidance to the disciples.

By saying this, he could not only stimulate the disciples’ enthusiasm for practicing spells, but also cover up his lie.

“Really… really?”

All three disciples widened their eyes.

No wonder Sect Master Uncle had asked them to practice spells before. Now they realized that Ye Feng was waiting for them to reach the beginner level before giving guidance.

“Of course it’s true, not just ‘Fire Cloud Palm’, but also ‘Wind Spirit Steps’ and ‘Iron Shield Technique’. I can guide you in these as well, but you must reach beginner level first.”

Ye Feng lied calmly.

He looked at Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao and said, “You two hasten your learning of the ‘Iron Shield Technique’ and ‘Wind Spirit Step’ to beginner level.”

“Yes!”

Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao nodded excitedly and began to cultivate even harder.

“Sect Master Uncle, thank you!”

Huo Yunjie solemnly knelt in front of Ye Feng, bowing his head three times, which startled Ye Feng.

“Since you chose to stay at the sect during its time of crisis, I, of course, won’t let you down. Continue to practice ‘Fire Cloud Palm’ and strive for perfection within three days,” Ye Feng said, patting Huo Yunjie’s shoulder with high hopes for him.

If it weren’t for this youngster advancing ‘Fire Cloud Palm’ to beginner level, he wouldn’t have known the System had such a tricky feature.

“Perfection in three days?”

Huo Yunjie was stunned.

Reaching perfection in a first-grade spell required countless arduous practices and was typically achieved by senior cultivators at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement.

“Just do as I told you.”

Ye Feng said.

“Yes, I will do my best,” Huo Yunjie responded, though still somewhat shocked, he immediately took action.

He voiced the problems he encountered during his practice, and Ye Feng explained them based on his understanding, pointing out the issues in detail.

Through this process, Huo Yunjie’s progress was swift.

Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao were still cultivating hard.

After witnessing Ye Feng’s astonishing abilities, they cultivated with even more vigor and motivation.

At dusk.

Huo Yunjie, after a day of hard cultivation, stretched out his hand covered in flames and easily shattered a wooden post.

“Major achievement!”

Huo Yunjie’s heart shook.

In just one day, he had advanced from beginner to major achievement—he had really done it!

But this success was not his alone; it was because he had received guidance from Sect Master Uncle Ye Feng.

“Sect Master Uncle, I’ve succeeded,” Huo Yunjie said excitedly.

“Achieving major achievement in one day is quite good,” Ye Feng nodded.

But then he thought about not letting Huo Yunjie become too arrogant. Ye Feng’s smiling face instantly turned serious as he said, “However, you can be stronger. Only by reaching perfection before the battle can you ensure a one hundred percent chance of victory.”

The genius disciple from Scarlet Serpent Sect, Si Taijian, who was at the fifth layer of Qi Refinement, was very powerful. Originally, Xiao Fangu, the fourth disciple, was supposed to fight him, but who would have known that Xiao Fangu would betray the Misty Sect.

Therefore, Ye Feng had no choice but to arrange for Huo Yunjie to confront Si Taijian.

But Huo Yunjie was only at the fourth layer of Qi Refinement, and Si Taijian was already at the fifth layer. Only by mastering his spell to a major achievement would he stand a chance to win.

To cultivate to perfection was to secure a sure win.

“Winning all three battles, this pressure is no small matter!”

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

Huo Yunjie’s “Fire Cloud Palm” had achieved major achievement, but even if he could reach perfection within three days, he could only ensure victory in one battle.

What about the remaining Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao, who hadn’t even reached beginner level? What to do?

Should they also cultivate the “Fire Cloud Palm”?

This idea seemed not bad!

Just as Ye Feng was about to speak, he discovered that another complete first-grade spell, the “Wind Spirit Steps,” had appeared in his mind, and its proficiency had directly reached perfection.

“Has Li Jiaojiao also reached beginner level?”

Ye Feng looked at the courtyard with surprise and saw Li Jiaojiao’s feet creating wind, her entire being enshrouded in a soft glow, making her as light as a swallow and able to scurry along walls and be nimble as a monkey, very difficult to catch.

This was the sign of reaching beginner level in the spell “Wind Spirit Step.”

The next moment.

Ye Feng found yet another spell’s memory added to his mind; it was the “Iron Shield Technique” that Shi Lei was diligently practicing.

Shi Lei stretched out both hands, holding a half-transparent dark shield half a meter wide and a meter high, as thick as a fist, which at first glance, indeed resembled an iron shield.

“Shi Lei’s ‘Iron Shield Technique’ has also reached beginner level!”

Ye Feng felt like blessings had come in pairs.

“Now that you all have reached beginner level, very good! Next, let me personally guide you.”

Ye Feng was in an excellent mood.

Having three spells is much better than just one.

He decided to first let his three disciples master their primary spell to major achievement and even perfection.

Then, they would cultivate the other two spells as a backup, ensuring nothing goes wrong.

The three disciples had average aptitude, but average didn’t mean stupid. They had normal intelligence and understanding, and under Ye Feng’s guidance, the speed of their progress was also quite fast.

Afterward, Ye Feng stayed up all night to give pointers, so tired that his eyes were lifeless and his dark circles had become significantly heavier.

The three disciples under him, on the other hand, became more and more spirited as they trained.

In the blink of an eye, the appointed day had arrived.

On this day.

Ye Feng finally succumbed to his fatigue from the consecutive all-nighters and fell asleep on the steps.

Outside the gate, a series of rustling footsteps could be heard, accompanied by many disordered voices.

“Disciples of the Misty Sect, aren’t you going to roll out here quickly?”

The envoy from the Scarlet Serpent Sect, the crooked-mouthed youth Si Taijian, led a dozen youngsters in red robes into the yard and, seeing the sleeping Ye Feng, immediately showed a contemptuous look.

“He really is as carefree as a dead pig in front of boiling water.”

Si Taijian scoffed.

“The time hasn’t arrived yet, what’s your hurry?” Senior Disciple Shi Lei stopped Si Taijian.

“It makes no difference whether you lose sooner or later, does it?”

Si Taijian laughed disdainfully.

The aura of the fifth layer of Qi Refinement unfolded from him like a strong wind sweeping the surroundings, raising a thick cloud of dust.

“What’s happening?”

Ye Feng was sleeping soundly, but was awakened by the dust.

Upon clearly seeing the disciples of the Scarlet Serpent Sect led by Si Taijian, Ye Feng realized that the battle between the two sects was about to begin.

He jolted awake and got up.