The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

This was a completely unfamiliar person to Ye Feng.

The man was dressed in black, adorned with a goatee, and appeared to be around forty, his eyes filled with anger.

His aura had already reached the Element Gathering Realm!

“Are you the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch?” Ye Feng speculated the identity of the visitor, recalling Xin Guangxuan’s words.

“Indeed, I am the Demon Monarch!”

The Shape-shifting Beast wanted to say more, but noticed that the Deputy City Lord, Lu Shanyue, Nishang Palace Master, and over a hundred other powerful figures had flown over and gathered around, each exuding a formidable presence.

The Deputy City Lord glanced at the Shape-shifting Beast with displeasure and said, “Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, I’ve heard about your chaos in Whitefloat City, and although I haven’t settled the score with you, you now dare to stir trouble at the Misty Sect, quite bold of you!”

The Shape-shifting Beast immediately became furious, “Ye Feng sent people to capture my subordinates, which is a slap in my face, a slap in the face of the Nanlu Demon Sect. I am here to seek justice; what’s wrong with that?”

Lu Shanyue smiled meaningfully and said, “However, according to rumors in Whitefloat City, it was you who deliberately let Long Qitian cause trouble in the city, drawing Long Tianxing’s attention. This matter clearly seems to be a long-planned scheme of yours, aimed to use it as a pretext to challenge Sect Master Ye.”

“Nonsense!” roared the Shape-shifting Beast with eyes wide in anger.

The Shape-shifting Beast felt wronged in his heart!

He just wanted to say that they were overestimating him. He wasn’t capable of such deep schemes; this was all just their wild guesswork!

All he did was casually take in Long Qitian and two others, then retreated to his own cave to frolic with a few young ladies. As for what happened later, it truly had nothing to do with him!

Facing the authoritative gazes of the crowd, the Shape-shifting Beast seemed calm on the surface but was panicking inside.

“They seem to think of me as a scheming person; can someone tell me what to do? I’m online now and in urgent need!”

The Shape-shifting Beast howled internally.

But soon, the Shape-shifting Beast squinted his eyes and thought to himself, “I’ve already established the Nanlu Demon Sect, why not take advantage of the situation to challenge Ye Feng? If I win, wouldn’t there be plenty of beauties joining the Nanlu Demon Sect?”

The thought of being able to change companions daily, three hundred sixty-five days a year without a repeat, twisted the smile on the Shape-shifting Beast’s face.

“Hehehe…”

The Shape-shifting Beast suddenly lowered his head, with hands clasped behind his back, and then slowly raised his chin, looking down his nose at people with a meaningful smile.

“Indeed! All of this was simply a little ploy by this Demon Monarch,” said the Shape-shifting Beast, turning to look at Ye Feng as his aura began to intensify, “I’ve heard you are the Chosen One, with commendable strength. Tonight, this Demon Monarch shall challenge you to witness what sets the fabled Chosen One apart.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place was in an uproar.

“Sect Master Ye, this person’s origins are mysterious; don’t readily accept his challenge. Be wary of deceit,” warned Lu Shanyue.

“Indeed, don’t be too trusting,” the Deputy City Lord shook his head.

Ye Feng waved his hand and said, “If it’s just a normal sparring match, I can accept it.”

He left unsaid another thought: Sect challenges, no!

In a sect challenge, unless otherwise stated, the defeated party must hand over the Sect Territory Deed.

And now, after a transformation of heaven and earth, Misty Peak possessed a Spirit Vein. It was too risky to put it on the line as a bet.

As soon as Ye Feng agreed to the challenge, the Shape-shifting Beast immediately laughed, “Worthy of the Chosen One, to possess such courage. Unfortunately, you’re destined to lose!”

With that, the Shape-shifting Beast slowly turned around, leaving behind his cold silhouette, thinking to himself that today’s show was certainly on point. Defeating Ye Feng would surely raise the reputation of the Nanlu Demon Sect to its peak.

“Tonight, south of Whitefloat City, this Demon Monarch awaits you!”

Having finished, the Shape-shifting Beast stood with his hands behind his back and sped off toward the Nanlu Mountain Range at an extremely fast pace, leaving behind a crowd abuzz with discussion.

“Sect Master Ye, although it is a friendly match without any stakes, don’t take it lightly. I have a feeling that this man is not simple; his aura is unfathomable,” Lu Shanyue reminded.

“I will proceed with caution,” nodded Ye Feng.

The reason he accepted this challenge was not because he had eaten too much, but rather, Ye Feng wanted to use this opportunity to publicly defeat the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch who had once shocked Whitefloat City.

If successful, the Sect Prestige Value would surely soar.

“Relying on ordinary means, it’s not easy to increase the Prestige Points; I’ll have to take advantage of these special opportunities. I wonder how strong the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch actually is; he shouldn’t be too troublesome, should he?” pondered Ye Feng to himself.

If the Shape-shifting Beast were truly powerful, he would have already disregarded the Deputy City Lord and other Element Gathering Realm powerhouses like Lu Shanyue to wreak havoc.

“Sect Master Ye, are you really going to accept the challenge?” asked the Deputy City Lord out loud, his voice still hoarse.

“Hmm,” Ye Feng nodded.

“Then you must be careful,” the Deputy City Lord warned with a hint of concern, then he and Lu Shanyue flew back to Whitefloat City.

The Nishang Palace Master and people from various sects stopped mid-air, casting a meaningful glance at Ye Feng.

Long Zhenchuan, carrying Long Qitian, paid his respects to Ye Feng with a bow.

Soon, everyone had departed.

Then, a bombshell news spread throughout Whitefloat City.

Ye Feng had accepted the challenge of the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch!

The location was set to be on the open ground south of the city.

Upon hearing the news, the crowd’s love for excitement naturally came to the fore as they started preparing meals, and after eating, they surged towards the southern city gate.

In just half an hour, tens of thousands had gathered outside the southern city gate, staking out the best spots to watch the duel.

Misty Peak.

The disciples surrounded Ye Feng, their faces filled with worry.

“Sect Master, this man is of unknown origin, and the challenge quite sudden. Are you really going to accept the challenge?” Jia Yulan asked anxiously.

“Sect Master Uncle, what if you get injured?” Li Jiaojiao’s eyes reddened with anxiety.

“If Sect Master gets hurt, I can heal you,” Yan Ruyu said, offering a bowl of Spirit Spring Water brimming with Life Spirit Force.

Facing the disciples’ concerns and care, Ye Feng was moved and said, “As the Sect Leader, I cannot shy away from challenges from other sect masters. If I don’t even dare to fight, I will surely be laughed at by thousands.”

Upon hearing this, all the disciples clenched their fists.

“Sect Master Uncle, should we call Yun Jie and Mo Ying back?” Shi Lei asked.

“No need, let them gain experience outside,” Ye Feng said, waving his hand and standing at the edge of the cliff, looking towards the Nanlu Mountain Range.

Huo Yunjie, steering the Cold Light Sword, flew across the Nanlu Mountain Range, planning to head further south.

“I’ve heard that there’s a star-level sect in the south called the Divine Wind Sword Sect that specializes in the Sword Dao. I could go and observe,” he murmured to himself, accelerating his pace.

North bank of Fenhuo River, Yunxiao Great Forest.

Mo Ying cut down a Middle-Rank Demon Soldier Level beast, gazing at this forest stretching hundreds of miles. With firm steps, she continued to venture deeper.

Nanlu Mountain Range.

The Shape-shifting Beast glaringly scolded Wu De and Li Hanshao, who were kneeling on the ground, “This is all your doing. If it weren’t for your careless spreading of news, would this Demon Lord have been forced to make a move?”

“Sect Master, we admit our mistakes.”

Wu De and Li Hanshao’s faces were pale, their bodies cold as they kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

The Shape-shifting Beast huffed and, gazing toward Whitefloat City, said, “However, you’ve accidentally done something right, giving this demon a legitimate opportunity to make a move. As long as I defeat Ye Feng in public, countless beauties will surely fancy me and swarm to me, gaga!”

Hearing the Shape-shifting Beast’s petty aspirations, Wu De and Li Hanshao exchanged looks, feeling like they’d followed the wrong leader.

They had thought that the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch had established the Nanlu Demon Sect with the ambition of creating a star-level force. Yet, all he desired were beauties!

How thoughtless!

Wishing to cry but lacking the tears, Wu De and Li Hanshao seriously considered leaving the Nanlu Demon Sect.

Time passed.

The sun gradually set, finally disappearing below the horizon, leaving only a wide swath of crimson twilight in the sky.

Misty Peak.

Ye Feng glanced at Brother Flathead still in slumber, then toward the open ground south of Whitefloat City, his eyes revealing a fighting spirit.