Chapter 492: Chapter 492: The Mysterious Impostor, Cultivator of the Soul-Devouring Clan
“Reporting to the City Lord, Sect Master Ye, the first batch of fated individuals has arrived at the City Lord’s Mansion, totaling fifty individuals, awaiting outside,” said the speaker, a young man.
He had a smudge of a black beard on his jaw, bright eyes, and wore armor, possessing a cultivation level of the first layer in the Element Gathering Realm.
Zhongyuan City Lord looked towards Ye Feng, “Sect Master Ye, how should we proceed?”
“Let them in,” Ye Feng nodded.
He took out his writing brush, ink stick, paper, and inkstone, the Book of Names, and the Sect Leader’s Seal, preparing for registration.
“Did you hear Sect Master Ye’s words? Let them in,” said the Zhongyuan City Lord, waving his arm.
“Yes.”
The bearded young man nodded, went out to the hall, and beckoned the crowd to line up and enter.
Soon, a young man with a rather good appearance came into view, probably about eighteen years old.
The Misty Sect was recruiting disciples, regardless of whether the candidates had cultivation or not.
As long as they met the criteria, they could enter.
For Ye Feng, it was preferable for the new recruits to already have cultivation, because such cultivators could directly bring him a significant increase in cultivation level.
“Greetings, Sect Master Ye, I… my name is Shen Yu, eighteen this year. I’ve just broken through to the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, with a middle-grade root bone, and I like to study formations,” said the young man as he introduced himself right upon his appearance.
“Oh, you know formations?” Ye Feng became interested at once, “To what level have you researched?”
Shen Yu hurriedly bowed with his hands clasped and said, “I can independently set up a miniature formation.”
“That’s not bad,” Ye Feng was pleased.
Miniature formations correspond to the Qi Refining Realm.
Being able to set up a complete Miniature Killing Array is enough to pose a threat to the life of someone in the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm.
Someone like Shen Yu was considered a genius.
“Alright, you are accepted into the sect,” Ye Feng quickly completed the registration.
“Thank you, Sect Master!” Shen Yu was thrilled, bowing three times in succession before standing aside.
“Next!”
Ye Feng continued with the inductions.
Despite the testing with the Fate Purple Gold Bell indicating that these individuals all met the criteria to join the sect, not everyone could become a disciple.
That’s because some people were older with higher cultivation levels, and they could become Outer Sect Affairs Managers.
Take, for instance, the person currently before him.
“Sect Master Ye, my name is Xu Dashan, thirty-eight this year, no elder above, no children below, I can feed myself thus my whole family isn’t hungry, with a cultivation level of the third layer in the Element Gathering Realm, middle-grade root bone,” said a middle-aged man with a big beard, patting his chest as he introduced himself.
“How did someone of your age get through the testing of the Fate Purple Gold Bell?”
“It’s not an impersonation, is it?”
Whispers rose from the surrounding crowd.
Ye Feng looked at Xu Dashan and said, “Passing the Fate Purple Gold Bell’s test indicates fate with our Misty Sect, but that doesn’t necessarily mean becoming a disciple. It could also be becoming a steward or even an elder.”
“It can be like that?”
“I’ll have my grandfather go and lightly touch the Fate Purple Gold Bell right away.”
“Touch? Come on, can’t you use another word?”
Many in the crowd continued their discussions.
Zhongyuan City Lord was somewhat tempted.
If it were not for not wanting to give up the vast affairs of Zhongyuan City and the cultivation resources of South Ming Country, he might indeed want to try touching the Fate Purple Gold Bell to see if he met the criteria to join the sect.
It would be pretty good to join the Misty Sect as an elder.
But thinking of the many years he had lived in South Ming Country, the Zhongyuan City Lord suppressed that idea.
“Xu Dashan, you are quite impressive and can become an Outer Sect Affairs Manager for our Misty Sect. Once you arrive at the sect, remember to find the Chief Deacon of the Outer Sect, Chu Yun’er, to arrange your duties,” Ye Feng registered him and reminded.
“Thank you, Sect Master!” Xu Dashan was overjoyed.
Even though the Misty Sect was only a One-star Sect, it was stronger than the average Three-star Forces with Ye Feng, a cultivator in the Divine Origin Realm, at the helm. Joining it was absolutely a blessing for his ancestors.
Half a day later.
Ye Feng had taken on more than three hundred new disciples, feeling extremely good.
“Indeed, having the Zhongyuan City Lord mobilize the whole city to promote the recruitment has had excellent results,” Ye Feng thought to himself with a slight smile on his lips.
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In the Zhongyuan City.
Many people continuously headed towards the ten places where the Fate Purple Gold Bells were set up, lining up to touch them.
Ding-ding-ding!
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As a young man gently touched the Fate Purple Gold Bell, a pleasant sound immediately rang out.
“I did it!”
Excited, the young man hopped and skipped his way home to share the good news with his family.
“So envious!”
A crowd of onlookers watched with faces full of envy.
However, as the successful youth passed through an alleyway, he encountered a mysterious figure shrouded in black robes.
Wisps of dark aura emanated from the figure.
Chilling, foreboding, terrifying.
“Who are you?”
The youth stopped in his tracks, his gaze sharpening.
“The one who will kill you!”
The elusive robed figure suddenly unleashed a potent aura, instantly overpowering the youth.
Then, the figure turned into countless dark mists, infiltrating the youth’s mouth, eyes, and ears.
“Ahh!”
The young man screamed in agony.
But the area was shrouded in a thick fog, his voice could not carry through, and nobody was aware of the incident.
A moment later.
The youth climbed up from the ground.
He twisted his neck, and a strange light flashed briefly in his eyes. Then, he changed direction and entered an old temple.
“Possession successful?”
Inside the temple, a chilling female voice asked.
“It’s done,” the young man nodded.
His voice was sharp, like a woman’s; but soon, it changed and reverted to what it had been before.
“Proceed with the plan.”
“Yes.”
The youth left the temple.
He reached the square, stretched out his hand, and once again touched the Fate Purple Gold Bell, causing it to ring with a “ding-a-ling” sound, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The young man blended into the crowd and headed towards the City Lord’s Mansion.
In the afternoon.
Ye Feng took a brief rest and returned to the main hall of the City Lord’s Mansion, looking at the hundreds of people lining up behind him, he felt extremely pleased.
This time, he had recruited several hundred people just from Zhongyuan City, and the process was very fast.
The recruitment continued.
“Soul-Devouring Clan!”
Just at that moment, when Ye Feng looked at the youth standing before him, the information surfaced in his mind.
He always kept the Eye of Insight active.
Therefore, the undercover agent had nowhere to hide.
“What’s your name?”
Without exposing him immediately, Ye Feng decided to have the infiltrator join the sect, planning to follow the trail to uncover the visitor’s intentions.
“My name is Wang Xuanping, with a Middle Grade root and a Qi Refining Level Seven cultivation, coming from an ordinary family,” Wang Xuanping bowed and said.
In the moment he lowered his head, a flicker of contempt flashed in his eyes.
Divine Origin Realm great power Ye Feng?
Hah! What of it? You still haven’t seen through my undercover plan. Once I enter the Misty Sect, I will surely stir up trouble!
Raising his head, Wang Xuanping’s gaze became respectful.
On the surface, no one could tell there was anything amiss with him.
“Hmm, not bad, congratulations on entering our Misty Sect,” Ye Feng pretended to be oblivious and wrote down Wang Xuanping’s information.
In his mind, there was no notification sound from the system.
If he were to recruit a disciple normally, the system would announce the information of the new disciple after stamping the Sect Leader’s Seal.
But this time, there was no prompt.
This confirmed that “Wang Xuanping” indeed had a problem.
Soon, Wang Xuanping stood outside the hall with practitioners such as Shen Yu and Xu Dashan, patiently waiting.
On the surface, Wang Xuanping appeared no different from a regular person, but as soon as the others were not paying attention, he quickly took out a Messenger Paper Crane and sent it flying.
In that dilapidated temple.
The paper crane was caught by a slender, snow-white hand.
“Good, the infiltration plan is successful!”
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