The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal
Chapter 1409: Task Two Process

Chapter 1409: Chapter 1409: Task Two Process

To be honest, Ye Feng was quite surprised.

He originally thought that Li Jiaojiao’s path had reached its peak and that she would be forever stuck at the level of a top master, never able to become a true god of culinary arts.

But today, she made a breakthrough.

"This is a good thing! Although it took a whole month, as long as she could break through, it’s worth celebrating," Ye Feng changed his tone, "However, does this sparring count as a success?"

[Disciple Duel]

[Match 4: Li Jiaojiao VS Li Jiaojiao]

[Prestige Points: 34 million/1 billion]

[Note: Already won]

"Oh! Jiaojiao’s opponent is actually herself, now that’s interesting. Moreover, she has already gained 34 million Prestige Points, indicating that it’s feasible."

Ye Feng closed the task panel.

During this month, Ye Feng had already informed the six disciples, Ji Ziling, Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, Wang Ping’an, Jia Yulan, and Yan Ruyu.

Now, they were all taking action simultaneously.

As for why, naturally, it was because Ye Feng was afraid of being criticized for being wishy-washy, so he simply let the six first generation disciples start their tasks at the same time to save time.

...

Immortal Realm.

A massive Holy City.

Countless cultivators surrounded a circular plaza, looking at an elderly man with white hair and a young, stunning woman with purple hair and purple clothes standing on it, discussing among themselves.

"It’s said to be a spell duel."

"The challenger is a first generation disciple of the Misty Sect named Ji Ziling, with a Human Immortal cultivation level."

"How long has she even cultivated? Yet she dares to challenge the dean of the All Laws Institute, truly overestimating her capabilities."

"Shh! Keep it down, if Ye Feng hears this, everyone in the city might be in danger!"

No one dared to speak recklessly anymore.

"Let’s begin!" Ji Ziling slightly parted her red lips.

"You’re the junior, so I’ll let you make the first move," the dean of the All Laws Institute stood with hands clasped, looking proud.

"You’ll regret it." Ji Ziling’s mouth curled up slightly, then she pinched a spell with one hand, unleashing a wide array of purple flames.

"Extreme Cold True Water!" The dean of the All Laws Institute immediately raised his hand, pressing down. Countless icy raindrops fell, extinguishing Ji Ziling’s flames.

However, Ji Ziling’s assault had just begun.

She was proficient in countless spells and divine skills from the Misty Sect’s Scripture Pavilion. As soon as she moved, she unleashed an overwhelming barrage of spells such as the Rock Puppet Array, True Fire Incineration, and the Frost Domain against the dean of the All Laws Institute.

"How can one person master so many spells and still cast them instantly!"

The dean of the All Laws Institute was astonished and quickly countered; however, he couldn’t last three breaths before a torrent struck his chest, knocking him to the ground.

"The dean of the All Laws Institute lost!"

"That purple-haired female disciple from the Misty Sect is too fierce, capable of casting a myriad of spells instantly."

"She is undoubtedly a Magic God!"

The outcome of this battle shook the entire Holy City, and the news gradually spread, causing cultivators within hundreds of millions of miles to know of Ji Ziling’s existence.

...

A ancient Holy City.

Qiao Jiaxi arrived, looking at the robust youth standing atop a giant stone pillar, and said, "Are you the one known as Yu Cang with the Immortal Body?"

"That’s right!" The sturdy youth nodded, "And you are the first generation disciple of the Misty Sect, Qiao Jiaxi?"

"That’s me." Qiao Jiaxi nodded.

"Since we’re both top-tier in body cultivation, let’s give it our all and decide the winner quickly. I don’t like wasting time," Yu Cang tilted his head back.

"Agreed." Qiao Jiaxi nodded.

A multitude of spectators had already gathered nearby. _{fre.ewebnov el.com}

A while back, Qiao Jiaxi had come to challenge the so-called Immortal Body Yu Cang; they hadn’t met yet, only communicated through Divine Sense, and decided to have their battle today.

Now, they were here.

Boom!

Qiao Jiaxi wasted no time, suddenly activating the "Immortal God Fist", his own aura skyrocketing dozens of times, turning his black hair into a brilliant golden hue, then into blue-gold, with his muscles bulging immensely.

"Ha!"

Yu Cang, with the Immortal Body, was no weakling. He roared, covered in a blinding gold-white radiance, his long hair turning silver, and punched down.

"Super God Fist!"

Qiao Jiaxi held nothing back, his entire aura condensed into his fist, which he fiercely swung, colliding with Yu Cang’s punch in mid-air.

Bam!

Countless shockwaves rippled out, and dazzling gold and silver lights illuminated the sky, so bright that the spectators could hardly keep their eyes open.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking was heard, followed by a dull collision, as the light gradually faded.

On the ground.

The Immortal Body Yu Cang fell onto his back, one arm shattered, blood flowing out.

On the other side.

Qiao Jiaxi stood in the void, completely unscathed, his blue and golden long hair fluttering in the wind, exuding an indescribable dominance.

"Qiao Jiaxi won!"

The crowd exclaimed, waves of cheers rising higher and higher.

"I lost..." Yu Cang looked at the terrifying figure in mid-air, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

...

Millions of miles away.

A massive Immortal City.

Long Tianxing stood alongside hundreds of Demigods, Heaven Emperors, and Human Immortals with high-level Dragon Clan bloodlines, staring at the solitary snow peak ahead.

"At the peak of the snow mountain lies the legendary Dragon Blood Pool, yet it has been sealed. Only the bravest warriors can ascend, open the Dragon Blood Pool, bathe in Divine Dragon Blood, and achieve the ultimate evolution of their bloodline."

An aged voice sounded.

The crowd followed the voice.

Above the snow peak, an elderly man with golden hair and two dragon horns stood suspended in the air, with deep eyes and the cultivation level of an Immortal Venerable’s peak.

This person is the Golden Dragon King!

From ancient times to the present, he has always been responsible for guarding the sealed snow peak Dragon Blood Pool.

"Long Tianxing, you are not originally from our Dragonblood City, but considering you possess Dragon Clan blood and are a disciple of Misty Sect, we can make an exception and allow you to join this contest."

The Golden Dragon King looked at Long Tianxing, his eyelid twitching.

No choice!

Even if Long Tianxing didn’t have Dragon Clan blood, he’d have to be allowed to compete due to his status as a Misty Sect disciple; whether he can break the seal or not is up to fate.

"Thank you, Golden Dragon King."

Long Tianxing cupped his hands in thanks, then roared, instantly entering the first stage of the Dragonfolk Form, resembling a humanoid dragon emperor, oppressing the Dragonblood City talents around him.

"Set off!"

With an order from the Golden Dragon King, hundreds of talented individuals with Dragon Clan lineage surged forward, enduring the immense pressure of the snow peak, climbing upwards.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In Dragonfolk Form, Long Tianxing was extremely fierce, as soon as he set off he overtook all the talents, forcefully reaching the midway point, and accelerated rapidly, reaching the summit when the others were just one-third of the way up.

"So fast?"

The crowd was stunned.

This speed was incredible!

At the peak of the snow mountain.

Long Tianxing looked at the large volcanic crater here and found a thick layer of ice sealing the Dragon Blood Pool below.

"Open for me!"

Long Tianxing raised a dragon claw, fiercely grabbing down, but was rebounded, unable to break through.

"Haha, what’s the use of your speed, you’re still unrelated to our Dragonblood City’s lineage." Other talents climbed to the summit one after another, striking the ice layer.

Yet, they failed as well.

"Alas!" The Golden Dragon King sighed.

For tens of thousands of years, the Dragon Blood Pool has been sealed; none of the talents have been able to break the seal, not even Misty Sect’s Long Tianxing.

His heart was filled with disappointment.

"Roar!"

At this moment, Long Tianxing roared to the heavens, entering the second stage True Dragon Form, transforming into a silver True Dragon, dragon blood seeping from his claws, pressing onto the ice surface.

Crack! Crack!

Numerous cracks spread rapidly across the entire ice surface from the claw print, then the entire ice surface shattered, revealing the crimson gold Dragon Blood Pool below.

From afar, it resembled a living volcano.

A heavy dragon might erupted instantly.

Aside from Long Tianxing, all the other talents were sent tumbling to the foot of the mountain, faces full of shock.

"Long Tianxing actually broke the seal!"

"Could he be the future of our Dragon Clan?"

Numerous Dragon Clan experts opened their eyes, their gazes falling upon Long Tianxing, faces full of amazement.

"Roar!"

Long Tianxing roared to the sky, diving into the boiling Dragon Blood Pool, frantically absorbing its energy, his body gradually swelling, and the dragon scales on his surface began to molt.

"Roar!"

It wasn’t long before deafening dragon cries spread, a pure silver True Dragon flew out, wings on its back, precisely the legendary Yinglong!

The vast pressure swept through the void instantly.

All Dragon Clan experts present felt like their throats were being choked, and they knelt on one knee.

[Every day they say I’m dragging it on, now five Chapters compressed into two, if they still say I’m dragging it out, I’ll drag it out to ten million words!]