The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1040 - : Sword Saint Yuexi and Nantian Chan Juan

"Not good!"

"How could Ye Feng possibly locate us?"

The eight Heavenly Saints' expressions changed drastically.

They were hiding within an Ancient Forbidden Land, setting up countless formations to block out external Divine Senses, yet despite this, Ye Feng still managed to send his voice through. It was terrifying.

"The place you are hiding is mysterious, but I will eventually find you and kill each and every one of you!"

Ye Feng's voice resounded once again.

Then, it fell silent.

Upon learning that Ye Feng was merely bluffing and didn't know their exact coordinates, the eight Heavenly Saints breathed a sigh of relief, yet they still dared not leave the Ancient Forbidden Land, fearing that Ye Feng would come to kill them.

In Dizhou, within a desolate battlefield.

Ye Feng lowered his right index finger from the center of his brow, ending his threat to the eight mysterious Heavenly Saint powerhouses.

The distance between them was too great.

Even he could only ascertain a vague location of the eight Heavenly Saints through the remnants of the aura left by the Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger, but he couldn't travel directly, only send voice threats.

However, during the conversation with the opponent, Ye Feng took the opportunity to deepen his exploration and had already obtained part of the opponent's aura.

Once the real business was handled, he would begin the pursuit.

"Continue sending letters."

Ye Feng swept across the heavens, flying towards the Nantian Sword Sect.

One hour later.

Ye Feng stopped in front of a continuous mountain range. If he tried to approach, he would be blocked by a faint Sword Qi, and although he could easily break through it with his power, doing so would seem impolite.

"Sword Saint Yuexi, I have arrived!"

Ye Feng shouted, his voice spreading across a million miles.

Not only were the cultivators of the Nantian Sword Sect startled, but the living beings in countless surrounding cities also heard the news.

"Who is looking for Sword Saint Yuexi?"

"It's said that Sword Saint Yuexi is a Great Elder of the Nantian Sword Sect, with a cultivation level of Supreme Saint. Aside from those also in the Supreme Saint Realm, who dares to shout her name so recklessly, seeking death?"

The people in various cities discussed this.

There weren't many who dared to publicly call out Sword Saint Yuexi's name aloud, and they were curious to know who had come to visit.

"Please come in!"

Deep within the Nantian Sword Sect, on the peak of a high mountain, a cold voice rang out that if listened to carefully, seemed to carry a tremble, as if desperately concealing the excitement within it.

Clang!

Countless pale moon-white Sword Qis overlapped in mid-air, forming a Sword Qi Pathway that fell from the peak of that mountain, stretching directly in front of Ye Feng.

"This welcome ceremony is quite grand."

Ye Feng murmured, stepping onto the Sword Qi Pathway, climbing the peak under the astounding gazes of numerous Elders and Disciples of the Nantian Sword Sect.

A beautiful figure stood there.

This woman was none other than Sword Saint Yuexi herself.

"Is...is he willing to see me?"

Sword Saint Yuexi cut straight to the point.

Ye Feng shook his head, took out a letter, and suspended it in midair, saying, "He said he was already dead, only his Sword Soul remains, he's embarrassed to meet old friends... This is his letter."

Sword Saint Yuexi's expression darkened.

She opened the envelope and read the words inside.

"Destined souls meet across thousands of miles, those without fate do not recognize each other even when face to face!"

"This... what does this mean?"

"Is he saying we are not fated?"

Sword Saint Yuexi's body trembled, distraught.

Ye Feng wanted to explain, but feared misinterpreting Jian Nan Yi's intentions, so he remained silent, simply standing there.

"Destined souls meet across thousands of miles, those without fate do not recognize each other even when face to face," indicates that if two people are fated, they can meet despite being thousands of miles apart; if not fated, they wouldn't recognize each other even if they stood face-to-face."

A female voice spoke.

Ye Feng and Sword Saint Yuexi followed the sound.

Ten zhang away.

A girl wearing a light yellow long dress, with her long hair pinned up, carrying three longswords on her back, stood quietly. Her face was stunningly beautiful, her figure was slender, and her height roughly aligned with Ye Feng's chin. freeweɓnovel.cøm

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"Chan Juan, why are you here?" Sword Saint Yuexi saw the girl in the yellow dress and became curious.

"Aunt Yuexi, I came to see you, and also to see this famous Misty Sect's Sect Master from the Three Thousand Realms." The girl, Nantian Chan Juan, looked at Ye Feng with clear eyes that seemed to twinkle with stars.

Ye Feng looked at the girl.

[Name: Nantian Chan Juan]

[Grade: Early Heavenly Saint]

[Age: Ten thousand years]

[Remark: Granddaughter of Nantian Sword Emperor, talented, crowned as the Holy Maiden of the Nantian Sword Sect after ascending to the Saint Realm]

After using the Eye of Insight to see Nantian Chan Juan's basic information, Ye Feng slightly raised an eyebrow and said, "I presume this is the Holy Maiden of Nantian Sword Sect, Nantian Chan Juan. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Nantian Chan Juan's eyebrows lifted slightly, "Sect Master Ye knows of me?"

Ye Feng smiled without speaking.

If he hadn't used the Eye of Insight, he really wouldn't have known that there was a person named Nantian Chan Juan in this world.

At that moment, Sword Saint Yuexi looked at a letter from Jian Nan Yi, pursed her red lips, and said, "Chan Juan, the statement you just made, it does not mean that two people don't have fate together?"

"Yes!" Nantian Chan Juan nodded, "What else could it mean?"

Saying this, she walked over to Sword Saint Yuexi.

After her gaze fell on the words in the letter, Nantian Chan Juan widened her eyes and, pointing at the line, said incredulously, "This... This is Brother Jian Nan Yi's handwriting, isn't it?"

Sword Saint Yuexi exclaimed, "You know Jian Nan Yi?"

Nantian Chan Juan nodded slightly and said,

"Ten thousand years ago, when I was just a little girl, I often ran around alone in the Sect, so I saw Brother Jian Nan Yi practicing his swordsmanship. Once, I accidentally fell off a cliff, and he was the one who saved me."

"Since then, I've known him."

"Although my grandfather was very strict with me, I still sneak out sometimes to talk with Brother Jian Nan Yi."

"I found him not cold at all."

"At that time, I had many questions I didn't understand, and he would explain them one by one, which was very beneficial to me."

"Including the phrase 'If fate brings people together, they will meet across a thousand miles; if not, they will not recognize each other even when face-to-face.'"

Hearing this, Ye Feng and Sword Saint Yuexi exchanged glances.

They both did not know that Nantian Chan Juan had such a connection with Jian Nan Yi, and were rather amazed.

"Sword Emperor Jian Nan once said that women hinder his sword-drawing speed, how come he bothered with you?" Ye Feng inquired.

"Brother Jian Nan Yi did say that, but at that time, I was just a few years old, not yet a woman. Besides, as a child, I was too mischievous and often covered in mud; he probably couldn't even tell whether I was a boy or a girl," Nantian Chan Juan explained.

At this remark, Ye Feng's lips twitched.

He coughed slightly and said, "I see! Now, I've delivered Jian Nan Yi's letter, so I will take my leave."

After saying this, Ye Feng turned and was about to leave.

"Young friend, please wait!"

However, he heard an old, hoarse voice from behind, filled with an endless Sword Dao Law, which gave Ye Feng a feeling ten times more oppressive than facing the King of Hell.

"Nantian Sword Emperor!"

Ye Feng took a deep breath and turned around.

In mid-air.

A figure composed of countless sword lights hovered there, its features blurry, with only the outline of a person.

This person was the incarnation of Nantian Sword Emperor.

"Truly worthy of being the fifth-ranked powerhouse in the Power God Ranking, Nantian Sword Emperor's cultivation level must be at least the tenth layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm, right?"

"Perhaps, even more!"

Ye Feng squinted his eyes and activated the Eye of Insight, but he couldn't discern the specific level of this Sword Intent Incarnation; only the presence of the actual body would reveal it.

Nantian Sword Emperor, unaware of Ye Feng's thoughts, sized him up and asked,

"Have you reached the Invincible Supreme level?"

Hearing this, Ye Feng's pupils constricted.

Nantian Sword Emperor knew about the Invincible Supreme!

Could it be that he had also been to the Void Realm?