The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 765 - : The Visit of the Mad Drunkard, Infinitely Close to the Physical Body Saint Path

Chapter 765: Chapter 765: The Visit of the Mad Drunkard, Infinitely Close to the Physical Body Saint Path

Thirty million miles away.

A coastal region.

“Phew, finally ashore!”

A Celestial Reincarnator lay on the rocks at the shore, her body gradually changing from green to white, clear as jade, stunningly beautiful.

Right after.

She transformed into a woman of incomparable elegance and beauty, no less stunning than Whitefloat City’s auctioneer, Li Wanqing.

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Whoosh!

This woman, possessing the Cultivation Level of the Divine Origin Realm, breathed out and donned a well-tailored green dress.

She identified the direction and flew inland.

Half an hour later.

She felt hundreds of robust presences encircling this area and began to tremble all over.

“Not right!”

“They can’t be here for me.”

“I’ve just landed and haven’t made any moves; it’s impossible for me to be discovered.”

“This must be a coincidence!”

The green-dressed woman patted her chest.

“Found her!”

“It must be her, no doubt.”

“Folks, suppress her!”

“Stop, such a beautiful fairy, how could she be a Celestial Reincarnator, and even if she is, can’t I use her before we kill her?”

Hundreds of Cultivators started discussing.

Some unleashed their aura, like terrifying storms, instantly suppressing the woman in the green dress to the ground.

Boom!

She fell face-first onto the grass, hearing these words, her heart lurched.

Had she really been exposed?

Impossible!

Our Celestial Clan’s concealing methods are so secret; how could I have been discovered in such a short time?

The woman in the green dress’s mind was in turmoil.

“Fellow Daoists, what are you doing? Why so brutish? After all, I’m but a delicate little woman!” she quickly pleaded in a coy voice, hoping to save her life.

“Impudent demon, I saw through you at a glance—you’re not human,” someone rebuked.

“Divine Might Palm Seal, Suppress!”

One of the hot-tempered Void Break ancestors immediately took action, condensing a palm seal heavy as a mountain, and killed the woman in the green dress with one strike.

The next moment.

Her body started to fall apart, turning into a mass of shredded green seaweed.

Whoosh!

A red soul shot out from the fragments, its face full of terror as it swiftly fled into the distance.

“Think you can escape? Die!”

The Void Break ancestor who struck her blew a breath and severed the green-dressed woman’s soul, killing her.

“It was indeed a Celestial Reincarnator!”

“This means the Crimson Moon Compass is highly accurate.”

“Oh my, there’s another red dot.”

“Fellow Daoists, let’s kill!”

These few hundred Cultivators, now addicted to the hunt, formed a crazed hunting party, sweeping through the region.

Misty Peak.

Ye Feng witnessed this spectacle.

“Not bad!”

“That’s the way.”

“Let them help build up the reputation first, then the sales of the Crimson Moon Compass will keep climbing.”

“At that time, our Misty Sect will make money, and the Celestial Reincarnators of Shenzhou will be eliminated in large numbers—it’s a perfect situation.”

Ye Feng grinned from ear to ear.

Ding ding ding!

Suddenly, the sound of the Summoning Bell came from the foot of the mountain.

Ye Feng followed the sound.

He saw an old beggar with disheveled grey hair and an unkempt beard standing at the foot of Misty Peak, ringing the bell with a hammer in his hand.

“Mad Drunkard?!”

“What’s he here for?”

“Could it be that he thinks well of the Misty Sect and plans to join us? But most likely, he’s set his sights on the Dragonfolk Clan’s medicinal wine.”

Ye Feng shook his head.

He gestured slightly and lifted the restriction.

“Someone’s coming, I’ll go meet them!” Fox Da Hong heard the bell and immediately rushed over.

By now, Fox Da Hong had advanced to the Divine Origin Realm and transformed into human form.

She was still clad in a red dress.

With a large duck leg in her right hand, she bounced and hopped down the mountain, using the Paper Warrior General to carry Mad Drunkard up.

“A very interesting way to pick someone up,” Mad Drunkard landed on the peak, smiling at Ye Feng and complimenting him.

It was his first time being carried up a mountain, and he found it novel and exciting.

“Fox Da Hong, you can go back down now!”

“Alright!”

Continuing to gnaw on the duck leg, Fox Da Hong hopped away under their gazes and vanished towards Spirit Beast Peak.

“Mad Drunkard has come visiting, what brings you here?”

Ye Feng, seated at his position, pointed to the tea on the table, signaling for Mad Drunkard to have a glass.

Mad Drunkard, however, shook his wine gourd and said, “Sect Master Ye, I don’t fancy tea, I prefer wine. This time, I’ve come mainly to buy wine.”

He was here for the Dragonfolk Clan’s medicinal wine.

At the celebration that day, Mad Drunkard had only sipped the medicinal wine and became deeply enamored with its taste.

In this life, nothing else would suffice!

“So it’s for the medicinal wine,” Ye Feng muttered to himself as expected, smiling, “However, the Dragonfolk Clan’s medicinal wine is still being brewed, and we don’t have much stock at the moment.”

He took out a wine jar.

This was a supreme grade spiritual artifact, seemingly only a foot tall, but the internal space contained tens of thousands of pounds of fine wine.

Ye Feng poured a large cup and placed it on the table.

Gulp!

Mad Drunkard, upon smelling the wine, immediately started sniffing vigorously, his throat rolling, mouth clearly craving.

“Want to drink?”

“Yes, of course I do, badly!”

“If you join Misty Sect, all this wine is free for you to drink, as much as you want.”

Ye Feng placed the wine jar on the table.

Mad Drunkard scanned with his Divine Sense and knew that tens of thousands of pounds of Dragonfolk Clan medicinal wine were inside, and he couldn’t help but gasp.

“This wine will last me for several months!” he muttered.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng’s mouth twitched.

I’ll be damned!

Several months for tens of thousands of pounds?

Do you drink hundreds of pounds a day?

Even the dragon gulp isn’t as exaggerated as this!

Ye Feng had black lines all over his forehead.

“Joining Misty Sect, can I really drink as much as I want?” Mad Drunkard hugged the jar, licking his lips.

He had roamed Shenzhou Continent just to find wine to drink.

Among them, many fine wines were several times, if not dozens of times, better tasting than the Dragonfolk Clan’s medicinal wine, but alas, they were in too small quantities and he had already drunk them all, which wasn’t satisfying at all.

Only Misty Sect’s Dragonfolk Clan medicinal wine was in abundant supply, barely enough to satisfy his wine-loving soul. For someone like him who loved wine more than life, letting go of his loose cultivator status and joining Misty Sect was not out of the question.

“Sect Master Ye, I am willing to join Misty Sect!”

With the wine jar in his arms, Mad Drunkard drank heartily, like drinking water, and within moments, he had consumed over a thousand pounds of medicinal wine.

Ye Feng couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder.

If it were an ordinary person, they’d either burst or die of drunkenness—only a hidden Quasi-Saint like Mad Drunkard could handle it.

“System, is Mad Drunkard suitable to join the sect?”

“Suitable.”

After a private exchange, Ye Feng was satisfied with the result and decisively took out the Sect Name Register and the Sect Leader’s Seal to proceed with the registration.

“Mad Drunkard, since you’ve agreed to join, let’s get the formalities done now, shall we?”

While in high spirits from drinking over a thousand pounds of fine wine, Mad Drunkard nodded repeatedly and immediately disclosed his origins.

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“Mad Drunkard, a loose cultivator, don’t remember the real name, from an ancient city in the northwest region of Shenzhou Continent…”

As Ye Feng wrote down Mad Drunkard’s basic information and stamped it with the Sect Leader’s Seal, he immediately felt a considerable boost in his own strength.

Four-Turn Quasi-Saint?!

Ye Feng’s eyes showed a look of shock.

Initially, his judgment of Mad Drunkard was that the man had hidden his cultivation level, was highly skilled, and his exact strength couldn’t be detected, but he thought he might be a Second Turn or Third Turn Quasi-Saint.

Yet, Mad Drunkard turned out to be a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint!

With Mad Drunkard’s joining, Ye Feng’s Flesh Body Strength surged by a similar amount, and along with his previous foundation, his flesh almost reached the brink of the Saint Entry Realm.

This meant that he was on the verge of attaining the Physical Body Saint Path!

“From now on, you’re one of the Supreme Elders of Misty Sect. Usually, you can do whatever you want. When you’ve got some spare time, you could guide the Sect’s disciples and regular Elders.”

Ye Feng said.

“Alright… Oh, Sect Leader, now that I have joined Misty Sect, this item is meant as a heartfelt contribution to the Sect.”

Mad Drunkard put down the wine jar and pulled out an aged scroll from the deepest part of his storage bag, laying it on the table.