The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Zhu Yongfu wore a troubled expression.

He returned to Tianji Pavilion and reported his observations.

"What did you say?"

Paper Fan Young Master immediately slid off the Pavilion Master's throne, his expression turning grave, "Inside Misty Sect, there is actually a young disciple whose head shines brightly?"

"Absolutely certain!"

Zhu Yongfu dared not lie, "What's more terrifying is that this person has a gleaming head without a single hair—just how senior of a Prophet must he be!"

"Are you certain he doesn't have a single hair?"

"I saw it clearly, he truly doesn't have one."

"Hiss!"

Paper Fan Young Master was filled with envy, but was not yet convinced, grabbing Zhu Yongfu by the collar, "Come, take me to see."

He was very curious to know if the bald young man mentioned by Zhu Yongfu was indeed from the Prophet Clan.

If that were the case, it would be incredible.

Within the Prophet Clan, the fewer hairs one had, the higher their status.

This was because the hair would fall out when using Evil Qi for the Deduction Technique. Less hair indicated more deductions.

And the more one deduced, the stronger that ability became.

Thus, the saying went: the balder, the stronger.

In short, it was a three-word phrase:

Bald is strong!

...

On a mountain range.

Li Qiankun formed hand seals, with Evil Qi beginning to circulate around him, transforming into a round mirror mid-air, reflecting a valley dozens of miles away.

There, a Thousand-Year Elixir grew quietly.

"Wow!"

"It's actually a Thousand-Year Elixir!"

Wang Ping'an and others' faces were filled with joy.

Brother Flathead followed around, finding that he hadn't been able to fight recently, feeling very bored, and quickly nudged Qiao Jiaxi with his little paw.

"Fight?"

"No, no!"

Qiao Jiaxi's face turned purple with fright.

He knew his own strength; if they really started fighting, he would not be Brother Flathead's match at all.

After all, the two were separated by an entire Major Realm!

Seeing Qiao Jiaxi did not dare to fight with him, Brother Flathead felt even more bored, and sat on the ground, letting his left and right hand fight each other.

"The ultimate realm of boredom, fighting oneself with both hands!"

Long Tianxing expressed astonishment.

But they didn't continue to pay attention to Brother Flathead and instead hurried toward the Thousand-Year Elixir dozens of miles away.

On the way, two people lurked.

"Pavilion Master, did you see clearly?"

Zhu Yongfu was crouching in the bushes, pointing at Li Qiankun who was flying from a higher angle.

"Saw it clearly, it's blindingly bright!"

Paper Fan Young Master trembled.

Although Li Qiankun was only at the first level of the Element Gathering Realm and not strong, that shiny bald head was completely devoid of hair.

What's more important was, there were no hair roots at all!

His whole head looked dazzling.

Under the sunlight, Li Qiankun's head was like a moon, reflecting a brilliance bright enough to blind.

"Utterly terrifying!"

Watching Li Qiankun's departing figure, Paper Fan Young Master couldn't help but swallow his saliva, took off the hair cap, touched his own bald head, with the fear on his face becoming even thicker.

"Pavilion Master, why are you trembling?"

"Nonsense, the opponent's Deduction Technique must be terrifying, how can this Pavilion Master not be afraid?"

"Really?"

"Indeed!"

Paper Fan Young Master immediately explained the theory "Bald is strong," causing Zhu Yongfu's complexion to change.

He took out a mirror and looked at his thinly haired scalp, feeling that his Deduction Technique was decent, but there were still hairs on top of his head.

The most important thing was, the roots were still there!

As long as he didn't deduce for a long time, the hair could still grow back.

Although it would be much sparser than before.

Even on Paper Fan Young Master's head, there were still quite a few hair roots, which could regrow into a head of lush black hair.

But Li Qiankun was different!

His head didn't have a single hair root left.

What did that imply?

This person's Deduction Technique had already become transcendental; he was a powerful being with terrifying strength!

"Pavilion Master, shall we... draw back for now?"

"Withdraw, withdraw immediately!"

Paper Fan Young Master was so frightened that he was trembling, "From today on, until the reinforcements arrive, our Tianji Pavilion will temporarily suspend all external activities. We just need to stabilize our own position."

"Yes."

Zhu Yongfu nodded heavily.

Soon, the two returned to Tianji Pavilion.

What they didn't know was that the so-called strong person in their eyes was actually just a beginner in the art of Deduction.

...

Misty Sect.

Wang Xuanping was extremely frustrated.

She had tried for so many days, yet she was still unable to memorize the content of "The Potential of Roots Manuscript" Cultivation Technique.

"To hell with this, I'm not practicing anymore!"

Wang Xuanping laughed heartily as she punched a hole through her bed.

Since each disciple's room was equipped with a sound-proof Formation, she was not afraid her laughter would be heard outside.

An hour later.

Wang Xuanping suppressed the anger in her heart and walked out of her room with a calm face, thinking of something very important.

"Right, my purpose for infiltrating Misty Sect was to investigate the relationship between Emperor Beihe and Misty Sect, and also to see if I could find any loopholes in "Seven Steps to Heaven"..."

She looked around.

"The Elders are scarce within Misty Sect; I can't ask them directly, or it would raise suspicion."

"There are dozens of Stewards though, among them, Chu Yun'er is the Chief Steward. Her Cultivation Level is not high, but she is a core figure of the Sect, and I can start with her." Stay connected via My Virtual Library Empire

With that thought, Wang Xuanping began her plan.

Feilai Peak.

Chu Yun'er was so busy with the various trivial matters of the Sect that her pretty face was filled with anxiety.

"Chief Steward, greetings. I am Wang Xuanping, a Second-generation Disciple. May I ask if there is anything in the Elders' Hall that requires the help of a disciple?"

Hearing this, Chu Yun'er lifted her head to see the handsome young disciple. Her eyes flashed as she handed over a document to him.

"There are over a hundred tasks listed in the document. If you have time, you can start with those."

Over a hundred tasks?

Wang Xuanping was stunned.

She had come to ask if there was anything to do as a matter of courtesy, but her real purpose was to get close to Chu Yun'er.

But who would have thought that the other party would actually assign her over a hundred tasks!

That was harsh, too harsh!

Wang Xuanping, with her teeth clenching in anger, managed to put on an act of nonchalance and left the Elders' Grand Hall with the document.

After she left, Chu Yun'er took out a communication order.

"Sect Leader, as per your instructions, I have arranged a huge number of tasks for Wang Xuanping. I wonder if she will be able to complete them."

"It's fine, let her do them."

Ye Feng closed the communication order and lay leisurely on the Lapis Stone. He stretched out five streams of Wind Element Spirit Energy to continue nourishing the Stone Spirit beneath him.

"Sect Leader, I think I'm about to transform!"

The Stone Spirit's voice was filled with excitement.

Ye Feng was surprised, "Little Stone, are you sure?"

"Mhm!"

The Stone Spirit was confident.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng calculated with his fingers and shook his head. He then extended his hand and conjured an ethereal figure just above his palm and asked,

"Is this what you mean?"

"Yes!" said the Stone Spirit.

The next moment, the Lapis Stone trembled slightly as Spiritual Energy flowed from its surface and condensed into an ethereal figure in mid-air, about to take full shape.

But a gust of wind blew, and the figure dissipated.

"Ah, I failed again!"

The Stone Spirit felt a bit disappointed.

Ye Feng stroked the surface of the Lapis Stone, "What you've done is called Illusory Transformation; you're still a long way from transforming."

"Is that so?" The Stone Spirit was somewhat confused, not understanding much and needed someone to teach it.

"To transform, you need to keep absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, the spiritual energy of nature; it's going to be a long journey!"

Ye Feng lay on the Lapis Stone,

With a wave of his hand, a scene appeared in the air above, showing Wang Xuanping holding the document with a depressed look on her face.

"Wang Xuanping..."

"There's still more than half a month until the cool-down period for the Holy Divine Form ends. I'm curious to see what you're planning to do next."

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth gradually lifted into a smile.

With the threats from the Tree Demon Clan, Horn-Fluff Tribe, and Demon God Temple temporarily unable to reach him, he could afford to take the time to probe Wang Xuanping's bottom line and see what her true intentions were.

Then, follow the vine to get to the melon!