“Looks follow the Five Features!” Watching Elder Liuli fawn over Ye Feng like a devoted lapdog, devoid of all dignity, the crowd couldn’t help but feel a flicker of contempt.
He just looks like your dead grandson!
Is it really worth this much groveling?
Of course, envy burned even hotter.
Elder Liuli ignored the crowd’s thoughts.
Seeing that Ye Feng remained unmoved, he hurriedly spoke again.
“Direct Disciples hold a supreme status within the Moon Shadow Sect.
They command authority over all other disciples—Inner Disciples, Outer Disciples, and even Servants.” “Their power within the sect is second only to the Sect Master, the Saintess, and the Ten Great Elders!” Hearing this, not only the younger generation but even the seasoned patriarchs of the major clans were stirred.
Though they were formidable figures in their own domains, their status in Wulian Prefecture paled in comparison to that of an Inner Disciple of the Moon Shadow Sect.
Yet, facing power that others coveted, Ye Feng shook his head.
“I am by nature detached, with no interest in vying for authority or influence.” A flicker of disappointment crossed Elder Liuli’s face, but he quickly regained his composure and tried another tactic.
“The Martial Skills Pavilion of the Moon Shadow Sect boasts an exhaustive collection, from Yellow-tier Low-grade to Earth-tier Mid-grade Martial Skills, all freely accessible to Direct Disciples.” In the Endless World, martial skills were classified into four tiers: Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow, ranked from highest to lowest.
Each tier was further divided into three grades: Upper, Middle, and Lower.
Faced with the allure of an Earth-tier Mid-grade Martial Skill, Elder Liuli believed no martial artist could resist.
Even Ye Nanshan, standing nearby, grew visibly excited.
The Ye Clan’s most powerful martial skill, Shocking Wave Palm, was merely a Mysterious-tier Mid-grade technique.
Had Elder Liuli not been present, Ye Nanshan would have forced Ye Feng to accept.
Yet, despite the allure of the Earth-tier Martial Skill, Ye Feng slowly shook his head.
“Not interested!” After all, a Heaven-tier Low-grade Martial Skill in the Salted Fish Shop only cost 1,000 Salted Fish Points.
Why would Ye Feng even glance at an Earth-tier Martial Skill?
Seeing Ye Feng’s lack of discernment, Ye Nanshan gritted his teeth, itching to strangle him.
A flicker of disappointment also crossed Elder Liuli’s heart.
If neither his exalted status nor the promise of powerful martial skills could sway Ye Feng, the third condition would likely fare no better.
Taking on a disciple seemed more challenging than anticipated.
Still, with no other option, Elder Liuli steeled himself and continued.
“As a Direct Disciple, you’ll receive 100 Mid-grade Spirit Stones monthly!” However, Ye Feng’s usually calm expression suddenly brightened.
100 Mid-grade Spirit Stones could be exchanged for 10,000 Salted Fish Points!
“I accept!” Ye Feng said without hesitation.
“However, I have two conditions as well!” Elder Liuli, who had held no hope, was instantly overjoyed upon hearing Ye Feng’s words and quickly replied, “Tell me!” Ye Feng nodded and immediately stated, “I want a three-month advance of Mid-grade Spirit Stones!” “Also, I want to stay with the Ye Clan!” Hearing Ye Feng’s conditions, Elder Liuli hesitated for a moment before replying, “The Spirit Stones aren’t a problem!” “However, Direct Disciples can only leave the sect to cultivate independently once their cultivation reaches the Martial Spirit Realm.” This rule was also recorded in the original work.
The reason, of course, was to prevent Direct Disciples from dying prematurely while venturing outside.
Seeing Elder Liuli’s troubled expression, Ye Feng didn’t press further.
Instead, he extended his hand.
“Give me the Spirit Stones first!” Without the slightest hesitation, Elder Liuli handed Ye Feng a cloth pouch containing three hundred Mid-grade Spirit Stones, each the size of a soybean.
Ye Feng glanced at the dense mass of deep blue Mid-grade Spirit Stones in the pouch before tucking it into his robe.
In reality, he had already reclaimed them all into the Lying Flat System.
[ Ding!
Congratulations, Host!
You have recovered 300 Mid-grade Spirit Stones, earning 30,000 Salted Fish Points.
] Hearing the System notification in his ear, Ye Feng finally cracked a satisfied smile.
Without hesitation, he chose to level up.
[ Ding!
Consuming 100 Salted Fish Points, congratulations, Host!
Your cultivation realm has advanced to the Early-stage Martial Master Realm.
] The moment his cultivation realm advanced, Ye Feng felt his entire body lighten.
The blocked Meridians within his body were instantly pierced through by a powerful force, becoming unobstructed channels.
His originally fist-sized Dantian suddenly tripled in size.
Wisps of Spiritual Energy slowly seeped through Ye Feng’s countless pores, flowed through his Meridians, and converged in his Dantian.
“Ah, refreshing!” Basking in the warm sensation coursing through him, Ye Feng felt completely invigorated.
Even before his transmigration, when he had spent half a month’s salary discussing life with Miss No.
96, he had never experienced such bliss.
In the courtyard, Elder Liuli and the others were stunned.
None of them had expected Ye Feng to break through his cultivation bottleneck and advance to the Martial Master Realm at this moment.
Yet, they weren’t overly surprised.
While geniuses who reached the Early-stage Martial Master Realm by age nineteen were rare, they weren’t as scarce as phoenix feathers or unicorn horns.
Among the many young talents present, two had already broken through to the Mid-stage Martial Master Realm.
“What’s he so smug about?
He probably could have broken through ages ago, but he was suppressing his realm to make a grand entrance before Elder Liuli.” “I broke through from the Late-stage Martial Artist Realm to the Martial Master Realm in just three years.
This guy took seven years.
What makes him think he can compare to me?” The two Mid-stage Martial Master Realm geniuses grumbled resentfully.
However, restrained by Elder Liuli’s imposing presence, they dared only whisper their grievances, fearing he might overhear.
In the next moment, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Ye Feng’s aura began to surge relentlessly.
Mid-stage Martial Master Realm!
Late-stage Martial Master Realm!
Early-stage Martial Spirit Realm!
Only when he reached the Early-stage Martial Spirit Realm did Ye Feng’s breakthrough finally halt.
At this point, not only the Patriarchs, but even Elder Liuli and the reborn Saintess Yue Wu stared in stunned silence.
They had witnessed breakthroughs before, but never had they seen someone advance two major cultivation realms in a single day.
To be precise, it had taken less than a minute.
“This…
is this the legendary Power of Destiny?” “Truly worthy of being the Son of Destiny, the Heavenly Dao’s favored child—completely defying logic!” Yue Wu’s expression shifted, though she wasn’t particularly surprised.
The others, however, remained frozen in place.
Some, to verify they weren’t dreaming, brutally pinched their companions’ thighs.
Only when a companion slapped them across the face and they felt the pain did the crowd finally snap out of their stupor.
This was all real.
In that moment, the gazes the crowd directed at Ye Feng carried a hint of awe-struck fear.
If they were considered geniuses, Ye Feng was a monster.
An unparalleled prodigy!
Staring at the 30,000 Salted Fish Points he had just spent, Ye Feng felt a pang of heartache.
Fortunately, after breaking through to the Martial Spirit Realm, his Dantian had not only doubled in size again.
The Spiritual Energy within his Dantian could now flow in reverse, coursing through his Meridians to adhere to his body’s surface, ready for offensive use.
Moreover, the surging Spiritual Energy brought a profound, internal comfort that Ye Feng found utterly addictive.
Raising his head, Ye Feng addressed Elder Liuli, who was staring blankly at him.
“Now that I’ve reached the Martial Spirit Realm, can I stay in the Ye Clan?” “Also, don’t bother me unless it’s absolutely necessary—and even then, try not to.”