The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

In the mid-air.

Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, Li Qiankun, Shi Lei, and others looked at Wang Ping'an on the third platform and gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother Wang, nicely done!"

Li Jiaojiao cupped her hands around her mouth, forming a loudspeaker shape, and shouted in a delicate voice, while the other disciples also echoed along, commending Wang Ping'an.

"Next up, your opponent is me!"

At that moment, a genius at the Third Layer of the Element Gathering Realm took the stage, drawing everyone's attention.

This person had a face as fair as jade, and an abundant aura.

At first glance, it was clear that he was a formidable contender amongst his peers.

"Oh dear, yet another handsome and dashing opponent arrives, look at his robust frame, his vigorous strength, his unmatched presence, he's definitely going to win this sparring match!"

Wang Ping'an feared losing.

So as soon as his opponent appeared, he began to 'curse' him with false praise.

"Hmph, I won't fall for this trick!"

The opponent of Wang Ping'an quickly performed hand seals, and his body was swiftly cloaked by dozens of light beams, strengthening his defense immensely.

"Wow, your Spirit Shield looks incredibly sturdy, it surely can't be broken, can it?"

Wang Ping'an couldn't help but throw out another round of malicious flattery.

But his opponent didn't listen at all, continued performing hand seals, and conjured a flaming bird with a wingspan of ten meters behind him. It radiated intense heat as it dove towards Wang Ping'an.

"Bursting Origin Pill!"

Wang Ping'an was startled and grabbed a handful of lower grade Bursting Pills, flinging them all at once.

Boom, boom, boom!

Terrifying shockwaves bombarded the prodigy's shield, shattering it to pieces, and even the flaming bird he had summoned exploded into a blaze.

"Impossible!"

The young prodigy was dumbfounded.

He was among the top geniuses of his level, and the defensive spell he used was of the Fifth Order. In theory, it should have been impenetrable.

Yet now, it was broken through by a heap of Wang Ping'an's Bursting Origin Pills, leaving him in disbelief.

"Mystique Catalogue!"

Just at that moment, Wang Ping'an finally cast his spell.

A painting scroll appeared out of thin air, from which a multitude of water swords and vines burst forth, wrapping around his astonished opponent.

Bang!

Seizing the moment of his opponent's distraction, Wang Ping'an threw three Bursting Origin Pills, blasting his adversary off the platform.

"Inconceivable!"

After falling to the ground, the youth's eyes widened, and he uttered this line, "In the fight with this person, I feel as if I could only exert half of my strength, how could this be?"

"Could it be that this person has a strong physique, capable of suppressing an opponent's performance?"

The young prodigy thought to himself.

"Thank you for your leniency." At this time, Wang Ping'an cupped his hands towards the young prodigy.

"Thank you for showing mercy."

The young prodigy nodded his head, then sat down to one side, turning from a contestant into a mere spectator.

"What's the deal with this disciple from Misty Sect?"

"I feel like you couldn't bring out even half of your usual strength. Could the other party be cheating?"

"That shouldn't be the case."

Many prodigies present took notice of Wang Ping'an and initiated a series of discussions, but to no avail.

Wang Ping'an stood on the third platform, continuing to defend his position.

At this moment, a figure wearing a black veil and a fighting cap appeared within everyone's line of sight and ascended the eighth platform.

That was the arena corresponding to the Eighth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm.

"It's Mo Ying!"

"Rumor has it that this person's Swift Sword is unmatched at their level, and in terms of speed, nearly no one can compete."

The appearance of Mo Ying immediately caused a stir.

When the prodigies from the Royal Capital came to challenge, Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, and Qiao Jiaxi's total victory in three battles had already made them widely renowned.

"Element Gathering Realm Eighth Layer... that cultivation speed is too fast, isn't it? Almost catching up with Heavenly Blade King Yi Zhuang and Jiang Baige from the Sword King Sect!"

"I heard that Jiang Baige and Heavenly Blade King Yi Zhuang have both entered the Peak of the Element Gathering Realm, and they will appear on the ninth platform, but there's no sign of them yet, and it's unclear if they will come."

"The platform battles last for three days and nights; they should probably make an appearance on the third day!"

"Really looking forward to it!"

The spectators whispered among themselves.

"Look, Senior Sister Mo is about to challenge the master of the eighth platform."

Long Tianxing pointed at the arena and shouted, causing the disciples of Misty Sect to take notice.

On the arena.

Mo Ying held her sword sheath in her left hand without drawing her sword.

Her opponent was a white-robed youth at the peak of the Eighth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm, holding two middle-grade spiritual artifact-level throwing darts.

"You won't even draw your sword, do you look down on me?"

The white-robed youth snorted coldly.

He was from the Leiwu Dynasty, considered a skilled combatant among his peers, and did not take the geniuses of Mystique Kingdom seriously.

In his view, Mystique Kingdom was just a newly risen Four Star force that would need at least a few hundred years of development before it could be compared with the Leiwu Dynasty.

"To deal with you, I don't need a sword."

Mo Ying extended her right hand, fingers forming a sword technique, gently waved it, and a sharp sword light was released with incredible speed.

"Bring it on!"

The white-robed youth's hands threw the darts simultaneously, one aiming to strike Mo Ying from behind, the other striking head-on, facing the sword qi of Mo Ying.

The next moment.

Mo Ying's right hand waved gently, and the sword qi easily changed direction, avoiding the white-robed youth's throwing darts from the side, stopping an inch away from his forehead.

The chilling aura made him shiver.

On the other side, with the darts attacking her from both front and back, Mo Ying's figure shook gently and then disappeared.

When she reappeared, she was already standing behind the white-robed swordsman.

Clang!

The sound of a sword's hum rose.

The crowd was nearly blinded by the dazzling sword light, and when they gathered their wits, they saw that Mo Ying was pointing at the white-robed swordsman's back of the head, her fingertip surging with a sharp aura like an invincible sword. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

"So... so fast!"

The white-robed swordsman swallowed hard.

"I concede!"

He immediately shouted, fearing that Mo Ying's fingertip would pierce through the back of his head, causing his life and path to end.

"Whoa!"

"He had no chance to fight back at all!"

"Misty Sect's Mo Ying is terrifying, truly deserving of being the legendary first True Disciple."

Mo Ying's easy victory caused a sensation among the crowd.

At the summit of Misty Peak.

[Sect Prestige Value +763 (Mo Ying)]

[Sect Prestige Value +125 (Wang Ping'an)]

Ye Feng noticed the System's prompts had changed, now specifying who brought the benefits to the Sect.

"System, is it because of the Sect Leader's fifth-stage task?"

Ye Feng asked inwardly.

He remembered that the Sect Leader's fifth-stage task required him to lead Misty Sect to rise to a Three-Star force and to make his disciples famous.

"So, to make a name, is to see how much Prestige Value the disciples can bring to the Sect?"

Ye Feng understood instantly.

"Yes," the System replied, "to pass the task assessment, the disciples' contributed Prestige Points must exceed one million."

"Hiss!"

Ye Feng was taken aback.

At this stage, showing off his might outside, he could earn several million, or even tens of millions, of Prestige Points at a time.

But who was he?

Sect Master Ye of Misty Sect, a supreme powerhouse who had once single-handedly extinguished a Soul Fragment of the Void Break Realm.

At his level, it wasn't difficult to accumulate so many Prestige Points.

However, the highest cultivation level of his disciples was only at the Spirit Sea Realm; relying on these cultivation levels alone, the Prestige Points they could earn wouldn't be much.

"This fifth-stage task is quite difficult!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh.

With a thought, a new System interface appeared before him.

[Sect Prestige Value (Disciples): 1578]

This was the total Prestige Value earned for the Sect by the disciples since the opening of the Sect Leader's fifth-stage task, still far from the minimum target of one million.

"It seems, holding a tournament between the geniuses of two countries was a very correct choice,"

Ye Feng murmured to himself.

This contest would accelerate the progress of the task!