Elder Liuli’s face darkened!
This isn’t taking on a disciple; it’s adopting an ancestral deity!
Fortunately, after enduring the discomfort in his eyes and using the Aura Observation Technique again, Elder Liuli discovered a faint connection between Ye Feng’s destiny and that of the Moon Shadow Sect, located thousands of miles away.
This realization brought considerable relief to his heart.
If I treat him sincerely, in time, Ye Feng’s destiny will merge completely with that of the Moon Shadow Sect.
That will be the moment the Moon Shadow Sect soars to unparalleled heights!
After a moment’s contemplation, Elder Liuli forced a smile onto his aged face, intending to forge a closer relationship with Ye Feng.
Unexpectedly, Ye Feng waved his hand dismissively.
“Alright, if there’s nothing else, you can leave now.
I need to catch up on my sleep!” Elder Liuli felt deeply aggrieved, but for the sake of the Moon Shadow Sect’s future, he suppressed his resentment, turned, and began to leave.
Seeing this, the others followed in a daze.
To this day, they hadn’t recovered from the shock Ye Feng had delivered.
An elder from the Moon Shadow Sect, the most powerful force in Wulian City, had actually humbled himself before a useless disciple from a minor clan.
This “useless disciple” had then shattered expectations by breaking through two realms in a single day, advancing from the Late-stage Martial Artist Realm to the Early-stage Martial Spirit Realm.
Just as the group was about to exit the courtyard, Ye Feng’s voice suddenly echoed behind them.
“Wait!” Elder Liuli’s heart leaped with joy, thinking Ye Feng had changed his mind and would return to the Moon Shadow Sect with him.
“Who broke my door lock?
Pay up immediately!” “This is a century-old solid wood lock, fireproof, thief-proof, and Old Wang-proof!
I’m not asking for much—just one Mid-grade Spirit Stone!” The crowd froze in their tracks, inwardly sneering.
A broken lock?
Not even worth an ounce of gold, let alone a Mid-grade Spirit Stone!
This guy has some nerve!
But Ye Feng was, after all, a Direct Disciple of the Moon Shadow Sect and Elder Liuli’s own apprentice.
No one dared protest aloud, their gazes shifting to Ye Nanshan.
After all, it was Ye Nanshan who had broken the lock.
Ye Nanshan seethed with humiliation.
As the Patriarch of the Ye Clan, I’m being forced to pay for breaking a worthless lock on my own family’s property?
But under Elder Liuli’s hostile glare, Ye Nanshan reluctantly gritted his teeth.
With immense reluctance, he produced a Mid-grade Spirit Stone and tossed it to Ye Feng.
Then, with a cold snort, he turned and stormed away!
The others had no intention of lingering and quickly followed suit.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to curry favor with Ye Feng, the Moon Shadow Sect’s newly promoted Direct Disciple.
Rather, they feared he might try to shake them down next!
Even the Patriarchs of the major clans would feel a pang of heartache when parting with a single Mid-grade Spirit Stone.
Ye Feng happily pocketed the Mid-grade Spirit Stone and immediately chose to recycle it.
Afterward, he planned to continue lazing around.
Cultivation was out of the question—he would never cultivate in this lifetime!
Not only was it exhausting, but the results were likely far slower than simply lying back and earning Salted Fish Points to break through.
Just as Ye Feng was about to lie down, he noticed a figure still standing in the courtyard, gazing steadily at him without leaving.
It was Yue Wu!
Ye Feng’s expression turned complicated at the sight of Yue Wu.
Among all the villains, Yue Wu was one of the few Ye Feng didn’t despise—he even felt a pang of pity for her.
Yue Wu’s tragic fate had been entirely caused by Ye Feng himself, the Son of Destiny.
“Miss, is there anything else?” Ye Feng asked, feigning casual indifference.
Gazing at the man who haunted her dreams yet stirred such bitter hatred, Yue Wu took a deep breath to steady herself.
Although she couldn’t understand why Ye Feng’s behavior in this life differed from his previous incarnation, she smiled as she glanced at the mission in her Golden Finger System and said: “I am the Saintess of the Moon Shadow Sect—your senior sister!” “My name is Yue Wu—月 (moon) 月, 舞 (dance) 舞!” Having spoken, Yue Wu revealed a sweet smile, gazing shyly at Ye Feng and asking in a soft, gentle voice: “Ye Feng, is Shijie beautiful?” This healing smile, paired with Yue Wu’s gentle and captivating beauty, made it impossible for any man to resist.
In Yue Wu’s mind, Ye Feng would surely succumb to her tender embrace.
Once he was ensnared, she could gradually complete the System tasks, manipulating Ye Feng and plundering his Destiny Points.
This would allow her to break free from her predetermined fate and seize control of her own life.
As long as she grew strong enough, she could crush not only Yue Hua, the Sect Master of the Moon Shadow Sect, but even their revered Moon God with a single palm strike.
At this thought, the smile on Yue Wu’s face brightened even further.
But Ye Feng’s next words shattered her defenses completely.
“You’re as skinny as a praying mantis!” “Where does your confidence come from?” “Standing in front of me like that, I almost thought you were facing away!
You’re as flat as a washboard—completely unremarkable!” Hearing Ye Feng’s contemptuous words, Yue Wu instinctively lowered her head and caught sight of her own toes.
“Ah, I’ll kill you!” No longer caring about the System’s missions or siphoning Ye Feng’s Destiny, Yue Wu threw herself at him, fists flying.
Ye Feng paled in shock!
Originally, he had intended to provoke Yue Wu with words, hoping she would retreat out of embarrassment and stop bothering him.
He never expected such a violent reaction!
He hurriedly scanned the Salted Fish Mall and randomly selected a Heaven-tier Low-grade Martial Skill called Phantom Trace-less.
Without hesitation, Ye Feng chose to learn it.
Then, using 1110 Salted Fish Points, he advanced Phantom Trace-less to the Great Accomplishment Stage.
Martial skill cultivation is divided into five stages: Entry Level, Minor Accomplishment Stage, Great Accomplishment Stage, Consummation Stage, Transcendence Stage!
Reaching the Entry Level of a Heaven-tier martial skill costs only 10 Salted Fish Points.
However, each subsequent advancement multiplies the cost tenfold.
Staring at his remaining 183 Salted Fish Points, Ye Feng felt like crying but no tears came.
Just moments ago, he had been a wealthy man with over 30,000 Salted Fish Points.
In the blink of an eye, he was penniless again.
Fortunately, the Great Accomplishment Stage of Phantom Trace-less proved remarkably effective.
With the circulation of Spiritual Energy…
Not only had his speed tripled, but as Ye Feng weaved and dodged, afterimages trailed behind him, dazzling his enemies while looking incredibly cool.
Yue Wu, chasing him from behind, grew increasingly alarmed.
The Divine Movement Steps she had cultivated were a Mysterious-tier High-grade Movement Martial Skill, and she had even reached the Minor Accomplishment Stage.
Yet she couldn’t even touch the hem of Ye Feng’s robe.
This could only mean one of two things: either Ye Feng’s Movement Martial Skill was of a far higher tier, completely outclassing the Divine Movement Steps, or his cultivation realm had reached such profound depths that he could crush her effortlessly.
Either way, it demonstrated Ye Feng’s formidable power.
Truly worthy of being the Son of Destiny!
Yue Wu secretly marveled.
After all this chasing and fleeing, he shows no sign of exhaustion!
Seeing that over half of the Spiritual Energy in her Dantian had been depleted, Yue Wu had no choice but to halt her pursuit and shout at Ye Feng: “Ye Feng, stop right there!” Facing Yue Wu’s imperious command, Ye Feng showed no intention of stopping.
Instead, he sneered coldly: “You think I’ll just stop because you tell me to?
What about my dignity?” With that, Ye Feng actually sprinted toward the courtyard gate.