The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Amazing!"

Yun Qiushui grew more and more shocked, "Is this the Hundred Tribulations Realm beyond Supreme Saint? Though I have achieved Saint Manifestation, it seems I'm not qualified to reach this level at all."

She voiced her thoughts directly.

Ye Feng heard it clearly and nodded, "Indeed, it's quite profound, and understanding it poses some difficulties."

In fact, it's not just Yun Qiushui at the Saint Manifestation Realm; even those at the Supreme Saint Realm or Hundred Tribulations Realm would find it challenging to comprehend his Dao rhyme.

He's walking a path that's unique.

Especially after entering the permanent Holy Divine Form, Ye Feng's defense is invincible, and within his body, he harbors a small universe containing various laws, making him even more profound.

His life level is already comparable to the Heavenly Dao Realm.

Yun Qiushui trying to understand would be as hard as reaching the heavens.

"Let's continue playing chess!"

"Okay!"

In front of Ye Feng, Yun Qiushui seemed like a student, asking questions from time to time, and then pausing to ponder.

Ye Feng didn't hold back either.

He conveyed everything he could to Yun Qiushui, but she could only comprehend a tiny fraction, even less than one in ten thousand.

"Gong Qingqiu needs an evenly matched opponent to guide Yun Qiushui, and this could bring their strengths very close together."

"At that time, hopefully, Gong Qingqiu can still win."

If Gong Qingqiu's opponent is an enemy of the Misty Sect, Ye Feng naturally wouldn't guide them, aiming for Gong Qingqiu to sweep through and slay the opponent without leaving future threats.

But Yun Qiushui is of a neutral faction.

Moreover, after some time interacting, Ye Feng realized that Yun Qiushui met the conditions to join the Misty Sect.

However, he hasn't issued an invitation to join the sect.

Because with a sweep of his Divine Sense, Ye Feng knew many circumstances and understood Yun Qiushui's situation.

Guiyi Academy is a huge force run by Yun Qiushui's family for generations—a family establishment, gathering the crystallized labor of countless generations of the Yun family.

For Yun Qiushui to abandon the academy and join the Misty Sect would be very difficult.

And Yun Qiushui meeting the joining conditions shows an excellent relationship with Misty Sect.

In a nutshell, they are friends.

Of course, one should help friends whenever possible.

Late at night.

Ye Feng no longer played chess but leaned on a large tree, gazing up at the bright moon in the sky.

In front of the chessboard.

Yun Qiushui sat cross-legged on the ground, her fingers forming complex signs, while countless droplets behind her morphed into black and white chess pieces.

"Strength improves quickly; I wonder if Gong Qingqiu can withstand her." Ye Feng thought to himself.

The next day, a message spread across Xuanzhou.

Yun Qiushui, the president of Guiyi Academy, is set for a match with Misty Sect's Chief Elder Gong Qingqiu over the Empire in seven days, stirring wide attention.

Time passed again, with another day gone.

[Elder Battle]

[Third Match: Gong Qingqiu VS Yun Qiushui]

[Prestige Points: 273 million/1 billion]

[Note: Ongoing]

Ye Feng looked at the task panel, noticing the fast increase in Prestige Points, nearing three hundred million in just one day.

And the day of the duel is six days away.

"Perhaps, before the two officially spar, the Prestige Points will reach ten billion?" Ye Feng speculated.

As time passed, seven days went by.

Ye Feng reopened the task panel, seeing the Prestige Points have skyrocketed to over thirty billion, dumbfounded.

"Is the impact of this sparring match this massive?"

Even with Ye Feng's strong willpower, he couldn't remain calm.

"Chief Elder of Misty Sect, Gong Qingqiu, please enlighten us!"

At that moment, a loud voice echoed above the Empire, spreading across billions of miles.

Ye Feng looked up.

Only to see Gong Qingqiu standing high above, draped in a Purple Smoke Ribbon, her aura markedly strengthened.

In recent times, Yun Qiushui has had Ye Feng's guidance, while Gong Qingqiu has had the support of a thousand-fold Time Secret Realm, both experiencing progress.

"Yun Qiushui, President of Guiyi Academy."

From the garden, Yun Qiushui soared into the air, surrounded by countless splashes of water, slowly ascending into the sky to face Gong Qingqiu a hundred yards apart.

"Look!"

"That's Yun Qiushui, President of Guiyi Academy, truly beautiful!"

"They say my great-grandfather's generation was all admirers of Yun Qiushui."

"Don't forget, my aesthetic aligns with your great-grandfather's; I also find Yun Qiushui extremely beautiful."

"Misty Sect's Gong Qingqiu isn't weak either, unique in charisma, equally matched with Yun Qiushui in beauty."

"Both names have an 'Autumn' character; what a destiny!"

People watching the two women in the sky had glowing eyes, discussing fervently.

"I see!"

Ye Feng understood.

This sparring match receives much attention because the sparring opponents are top beauties, both having reached Saint Manifestation, with strong backing forces.

It can be said both are top-tier wealthy and beautiful elites with strength, charm, and support.

This battle naturally draws attention.

"I seem to have discovered the shining point!"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up.

Arranging more similar top beauty sparring matches might boost Prestige Points faster?

At least better than arranging Brother Flathead.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng looked toward the sky.

The spar commenced between the two sides.

"Fairy Mist Holy Light Technique!"

Gong Qingqiu made the first move.

Without any probing, her body burst with seven-colored fairy mist, like countless swords cleaving down.

"The world is a chessboard, all beings are its pieces!"

Yun Qiushui wasn't ready to concede, forming complex signs with her fingers, as the water surrounding her rapidly expanded, transforming into black and white chess pieces, while a massive chessboard appeared below.

Boom!

Countless chess pieces and mist collided violently, erupting and forming waves of shock spreading around.

"So powerful!"

Faces changed, retreating one after another.

High in the sky.

Gong Qingqiu and Yun Qiushui resembled human artillery, with one frenziedly unleashing Holy Light slashes while the other continuously gathered anomalies to muster chess pieces for defense.

Both sides exerted their full efforts.

Neither held anything back.

Though appearing to be sparring, their fight was anything but gentle.

"Isn't this a desperate stance?"

Ye Feng rubbed his chin.

Within Guiyi Academy.

Numerous students in black and white robes stood on the ground, clutching each other's hands tightly, tensely watching the sky-bound battle.

"Six-sided chessboard!"

Yun Qiushui suddenly altered hand signs, the board beneath her flipping like a book, revealing new chessboards forming a cube, enveloping the entire void, leaving Gong Qingqiu unable to escape.

"Converge!"

Yun Qiushui exited the six-sided chessboard-formed space, maximizing her lifelong power.

Rumble!

The six chessboards compressed inward, escalating internal pressure so much that even Gong Qingqiu's holy light dimmed.

"Purple Smoke Ribbon, encircle!"

Gong Qingqiu swiftly formed signs, and the Purple Smoke Ribbon originally draped on her immediately circled around, forming an airtight domain blocking the pressure.

"What a strong Sacred Arms!"

Yun Qiushui realized she'd hit a tough spot; no matter how she pressed, she couldn't crush Gong Qingqiu's shield and realized she was losing her advantage.

"Fairy Mist Holy Light Slash!"

Gong Qingqiu altered hand signs, perfectly combining the Purple Smoke Ribbon and the Saint-level Divine Power of Fairy Mist Holy Light Technique.

In the void.

The Purple Smoke Ribbon swung abruptly, glowing on the surface like a sharp blade slicing down.

Rip!

The six-sided chessboard split in two, sending waves crashing against Yun Qiushui's chest, causing her to cough up blood.

"It's time to end."

Gong Qingqiu lightly tapped the void with jade feet, appeared before Yun Qiushui, striking her chest.

"Ah!" Yun Qiushui coughed up blood again, her body powerless and plummeting toward the ground, her speed escalating ever faster.

"I've lost..."

Yun Qiushui coughed, closing her eyes.

Losing before countless students of Guiyi Academy made her feel ashamed—not only failing to be a role model but also becoming a negative example, saddened.

"Careful!"

A gentle voice sounded beside her.