The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 37: Bizarre Events, the Soul-Devouring Demon Bull

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“What are we missing?”

Ye Feng asked curiously.

Master Li said, “Most of the construction materials can be bought in the city today and transported here tomorrow. But we’re still missing the main beams, which need to be transported from a logging site twenty miles from Whitefloat City.”

“Where is that?” Ye Feng inquired.

“Just over there, not too far away,” Master Li turned and pointed toward a stretch of mountains and forests in the distance.

Ye Feng looked and realized it was to the southeast of Misty Sect, which was also about ten miles away.

So, Ye Feng suggested, “How about this, Master Li and I go to the logging site to cut the wood, and everyone else goes to the city to buy the rest of the construction materials.”

“That plan is workable, and it will be quick,” Master Li nodded in agreement.

After lunch, they set off.

Master Li asked the other four craftsmen to return to Whitefloat City to buy materials and to hire some additional help.

For safety, Ye Feng had Shi Lei and Huo Yunjie accompany them as escorts.

On the other side, Ye Feng rode on the back of the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle, behind him was Master Li, trembling with fear, desperately clinging to a handful of feathers, afraid of falling off.

Behind them were Mo Ying, Jia Yulan, and Long Tianxing, flying with their swords.

Initially, Ye Feng didn’t want them to come along, but Jia Yulan had rarely “escaped” from Whitefloat City and wanted to look around, so she followed along.

Brother Flathead and the others were left in charge of guarding Misty Peak.

Before long,

Ye Feng and his group landed near a small village that housed about a hundred people.

“This place is called ‘Lin Village’. Originally, it was uninhabited, but because a logging site was developed here, someone had to watch over the forest. Over time, it grew into a small village,” Master Li explained.

“I see,”

Ye Feng nodded.

The group quickly arrived at Lin Village.

However, Ye Feng noticed that every house was locked up tight, with only one person fetching water from the well at the village entrance.

Seeing people approaching, the person’s first reaction was to grab his bucket and run.

“Xiao Zhang, it’s me!”

Master Li quickly called out.

“Ah, it’s Master Li, we thought those demons had come back!” The young man carrying the bucket finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted toward Lin Village, “Folks, don’t be scared, Master Li from Whitefloat City has come.”

“What, a master has come?”

“Aiyah, we’ve finally made it through.”

“Please save the children!”

The villagers came out one after another and gathered at the entrance, all muttering strange things under their breath.

Some people saw the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle standing at the village entrance and were so frightened that they sat on the ground, but they gradually calmed down after Master Li’s explanation.

“Were there demonic beasts attacking Lin Village?” inquired Ye Feng.

“This is Sect Master Ye from Misty Sect, and the others are disciples from Misty Sect, all with cultivation levels above mine. That eagle there is Sect Master Ye’s mount,” Master Li quickly introduced everyone.

Although Master Li’s talent was not strong, he had worked diligently for the Jia Family all his life, and as an exception, he had received some Spirit Eye Liquid and a few Spirit Stones, which advanced his Qi Refinement to the second level.

It might sound weak, but to the villagers of Lin Village, he was an Immortal Master. Now hearing that Ye Feng was the stronger Sect Master of the Misty Sect with an impressive eagle mount, they were immediately filled with amazement and respect.

They had heard that those who could become sect leaders were strong figures among “Immortal Masters”, and maybe they could help Lin Village get through the catastrophe.

“Sect Master Ye, please save our Lin Village!” the villagers pleaded.

“What exactly happened?” Ye Feng asked.

Although he did not know if he could help, he was willing to try; perhaps it might even improve the sect’s Prestige Points.

“The children’s father went up the mountain to chop firewood and has not returned to this day.”

“Last night, a monster broke into the village and abducted several young adults, it was terrifying!”

The villagers were all talking at once.

Soon, Ye Feng and his group figured out the situation, realizing that a monster had been lurking near Lin Village, specifically targeting young adults. It even brazenly kidnapped people in the village last night.

“Use ‘All-Dimensional Spiritual Perception’ to carefully check, there might be some clues left on the road,” Ye Feng pondered for a moment before immediately arranging action.

Master Li and the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle stayed in Lin Village to stabilize the morale and protect the place.

Ye Feng, Mo Ying, Jia Yulan, and Long Tianxing all used their Spirit Eyes to search around the village and indeed found a trail of irregular footprints with lingering traces of Spiritual Energy.

“Chase after it.”

Ye Feng led the way, Mo Ying guarded the rear.

They chased through the mountains and forests for half an hour, arriving at a valley and facing a waterfall, where the traces suddenly ended.

“Sect Master, what should we do?”

Jia Yulan asked.

“Scout the area behind that waterfall, there might be some clues,” Ye Feng said.

“Let me do it!”

Mo Ying approached the waterfall, casting the spell ‘All-Dimensional Spiritual Perception’. With her Qi Refinement Seventh Level cultivation, she could explore an area with a radius of about seventeen meters.

“There’s a cave behind the waterfall, it’s very deep, but it has the most residual Spiritual Energy.”

A moment later, Mo Ying opened her eyes and reported.

“I’ll take the lead.”

Ye Feng took out the Spirit Origin Clock, leapt up with ease, and passed through the waterfall to appear on the other side.

“Follow me in!”

With a swing of her sword, Mo Ying split the waterfall, causing it to briefly stop flowing, and Long Tianxing and Jia Yulan quickly followed.

The cave was somewhat dark.

Therefore, Ye Feng asked, “Who knows ‘Fire Cloud Palm’? Light the way.”

Upon hearing this, the three disciples all shook their heads vigorously.

“It seems we can only rely on Spirit Eyes.”

Ye Feng walked ahead, using the faint green light from the Spirit Origin Clock to navigate through the cave, eventually arriving at a damp space that glowed with a ghostly light.

On the ground lay five young adults, enveloped in spiritual light, with red auras flowing from their bodies to a strange two-meter-tall demonic beast with a bull head and a human body, making it stronger.

“It’s a Lower Rank Demon Soldier Level ‘Soul-Devouring Demon Bull’, which specializes in growing stronger by devouring blood essence. Judging by the aura it emits, it’s on the verge of breaking through to the Middle Rank Demon Soldier Level Monster Beast,” Mo Ying said after just one glance at the dark figure.

“Roar!”

When the Soul-Devouring Demon Bull saw someone intruding, fear flashed in its eyes, and it turned to flee.

Clang!

A flash of sword light swept past, and Mo Ying heavily wounded the Soul-Devouring Demon Bull, which then collapsed to the ground.

“Let me seal it!”

Jia Yulan used a Major Achievement First Grade Spell ‘Binding Spirit Rope’, throwing out a five-colored rope to tightly bind the Soul-Devouring Demon Bull.

“Haha, sorted!”

Jia Yulan clapped her hands in a self-congratulating manner and said.

“Tian Xing, save the people,” Ye Feng stated.

Long Tianxing rushed forward to check the pulses of the five men lying on the ground and after a moment said, “They’re still breathing but are all severely weakened. They should recover after some time of recuperation.”

“Alright, let’s go back!”

Ye Feng declared, lifting the Soul-Devouring Demon Bull bound by the ‘Binding Spirit Rope’ and carrying the unconscious young men on his back, then head back the same way they came.

However, once they left the cave behind the waterfall, they found two familiar figures standing in the clearing outside the waterfall.

“It’s you!”

A red-haired old man in a wheelchair saw Ye Feng, his eyes widened with a look of resentment as he spoke.

The other, a young man with a twisted mouth clad in black, seeing the Soul-Devouring Demon Bull carried by Ye Feng, instantly showed a flash of cold intent in his eyes.