Chapter 722: Chapter 722: New Mission, Points Hall, Formidable Enemy Descends
Ye Feng was unaware that the Three-Eyed Quasi-Saint had successfully broken through.
Even if he had known, he wouldn’t have cared.
He still carried the most basic Saint Emperor Sword on his back, boasting an invincible combat strength below the Saint Realm, and strolled leisurely through the Misty Sect.
The Faith Divine Pool continued to accumulate the Power of Faith.
However, to reach the Heavenly Emperor Level, it would still take a considerable amount of time, and now with the Saint Emperor Sword in hand, Ye Feng was in no rush.
When the day came that the Power of Faith was sufficient, he would disperse the Saint Emperor Sword and use the five types of primal energies to assault the Quasi-Saint level.
“Greetings, Sect Leader!”
“Sect Leader, be well!”
“Sect Leader is invincible!”
Seeing Ye Feng walking within the Sect, the disciples all stepped to the side of the road, cupping their hands in salute.
“Greetings to you all!”
Ye Feng nodded in acknowledgment.
“Sect Leader, I have a question about my cultivation.”
“I have a question about daily life.”
“Sect Leader, there seems to be something wrong with my body, could I trouble you to come to my room and, with the doors and windows closed, take a look for me?”
The disciples of the Misty Sect were generally not too shy, and when it was time to ask questions, they did not keep silent.
Some disciples asked serious cultivation questions, but others were bold enough to ask less proper questions.
“Don’t worry, one at a time.”
Ye Feng was gentle in nature and generous with his teachings.
With just a few casual pointers, he enabled the disciples to make rapid progress in their cultivation, and they were extremely grateful.
Shi Qing, as the Protector of the Sect Leader, was always at Ye Feng’s side, while Protector Liu Feng followed at the back, occasionally listening to Ye Feng’s explanations on cultivation and also making considerable gains.
Princess Feifei was not present.
She had gone to shear wool at the Crimson Moon Gate again.
After the assassination attempt by the Mist Saint Incarnation, Princess Feifei harbored deep hatred for the Celestial Clan, constantly striking at the Crimson Moon Gate, and in just a few days, her upgrade energy had increased from 30% to 35%, drawing ever nearer to the next upgrade.
Within the Misty Sect.
Ye Feng continued his walk by the Spirit Lake.
Observing the bustling disciples, he reflected on many things.
At this stage, the number of Sect disciples was increasing, but many faces were still unfamiliar.
If it were not for the mission requirements, Ye Feng really did not want to recruit so many disciples.
He preferred to follow a path of quality over quantity!
For example, if the Misty Sect had only a dozen or so disciples, but each one was a distinctive disciple like Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, Shi Lei, Li Jiaojiao, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi, Yan Ruyu, and Ji Ziling.
Only, it was a pity…
The sixth stage of the Sect Leader’s task called for the recruitment of 10,000 third-generation disciples, plus several thousand second-generation ones. Although the task of recruiting new disciples had not yet completed, the number of Misty Sect disciples had already exceeded 10,000.
“There are too many disciples!”
“If there were fewer disciples, each one would receive more resources for cultivation, and their progress would be faster.”
“But even the strongest disciples will age someday, so recruiting new disciples for inheritance is also necessary.”
Ye Feng murmured to himself.
As he walked, lifting his head, he could see the Disciple Points Ranking hanging high in the sky.
“That’s it!”
“Now that there are more disciples, it’s difficult to distribute tasks evenly, and with the Crimson Moon Demons rampant without restraint, I can issue more tasks on the Disciple Points Ranking to slay the Crimson Moon Demons.”
With this thought, Ye Feng immediately took action.
He contacted the Disciple Points Ranking and conveyed his task requirements.
Hum!
The Points Hall trembled lightly.
New text descriptions appeared on its surface, seen by nearby disciples.
“New permanent task added.”
“Slay a Demon Soldier tier Crimson Moon Demon and earn 1 point.”
“Slay a Demon General tier Crimson Moon Demon and earn 3~10 points.”
“Slay a Demon King tier Crimson Moon Demon and earn 50~100 points.”
“Slay…”
The disciples read out the new task descriptions on the Disciple Points Ranking, all of them intrigued.
“This is great!”
“Now we can earn a lot of points for slaying Crimson Moon Demons too. Brothers, let’s form teams and go out to hunt the Crimson Moon Demons!”
The disciples were filled with enthusiasm.
Soon, a large number of disciples left the Spirit Gathering Tower or the Cultivation Tower, forming groups to head out and slay the Crimson Moon Demons.
Ye Feng stood by the bank of the Spirit Lake.
“The disciples are working hard to slay Crimson Moon Demons to earn points, but only the top 1000 will be able to obtain Cultivation Energy. I always feel this is not quite right.”
“It would be better if points could be exchanged for Cultivation Energy, for example, the disciples who rank after the thousandth also have quite a few points—it would be a waste if they’re not utilized.”
Ye Feng hurried to find Gong Qingqiu.
Upon learning of this need, Gong Qingqiu’s eyes lit up, and he suggested,
“Sect Leader, this subordinate suggests we establish a Points Hall where any excess points can be exchanged for Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, opportunities to enter secret realms, Cultivation Techniques, Spells, and more.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng clapped his hands.
“Very good, I leave this matter in your hands!”
“Your subordinate obeys!”
“Furthermore, our Sect is facing the challenge of advancing to Four Star Level, and as an affiliated city, Whitefloat City must also step up its efforts to break through a population of one hundred million as soon as possible to meet the promotion requirements for a Three-Star force.”
“Sect Leader, the new regulations for a Three-Star city have been released—it’s not necessary to have a population of one hundred million. As long as the proportion of Cultivators reaches one percent and the total population exceeds fifty million, it’s also possible.”
“Is that so?”
Ye Feng hadn’t expected the rules to change.
A one percent proportion means that out of fifty million people, there must be at least five hundred thousand Cultivators.
“It seems we have to focus on both quality and quantity in the future.”
Ye Feng muttered softly with a sense of resignation.
Gong Qingqiu nodded and said, “Indeed, it is so.”
“Hmm, go and be busy!”
“Yes.”
Upon receiving Ye Feng’s orders, Gong Qingqiu immediately convened an Elders’ meeting to establish the Points Hall and went to Whitefloat City to discuss the prospects for attacking the Three-Star force with the Deputy City Lord.
…
Time flew by, and before long, half a month had passed.
Ye Feng was lying on a bamboo bed, eating an ice cream obtained with a daily small wish, quietly gazing at the ever-changing shapes of the clouds in the sky.
“What a leisurely time… Ah?!”
His words were not yet finished when his expression suddenly changed.
Whoosh!
Ye Feng vanished into thin air and reappeared at the Nine-Level Battlefield in the Spirit Consolidating Realm, behind the Ancient Teleportation Gate to the Spirit Origin Realm.
In the sky above,
a terrifying force continuously battered itself against the realm.
Boom, boom, boom…
The piercing sound of explosions descended from the sky, scaring the indigenous beings of the Spirit Consolidating Realm.
Ye Feng bit off his ice cream and devoured it in a few seconds, widening his eyes to take a closer look outside of the canopy of the sky, where he saw a three-eyed strongman about ten meters tall.
The Eye of Insight quietly opened.
[Name: O’Leigh]
[Grade: Three-Eyed Quasi-Saint]
[Identity: Leader of the Three-Eyed Space Giant Tribe from the Nine Cities Star Cloud, titled ‘Three-Eyed Quasi-Saint’]
After reviewing this individual’s information, Ye Feng smiled.
“Here to seek death?”
Although he couldn’t use his Divine Sense Power, Power of Faith, Power of the Sun, Slaughter Energy, or Ancient Heroic Spirit Power for the time being, he was carrying the Saint Emperor Sword on his back, which was charged with these five types of energies.
A single slash from the sword would make even those in the Saint Realm steer clear.
A mere Three-Eyed Quasi-Saint coming to deliver energy?
Ye Feng’s lips curled up slightly.
Rip!
Just then, the Three-Eyed Quasi-Saint O’Leigh mustered all his power for a full-strength attack, finally breaking through the canopy of the Spirit Consolidating Realm and invading.
“Hee-hee-hee!”
“Little ones of the Spirit Consolidating Realm, doomsday has arrived!”
The Three-Eyed Quasi-Saint O’Leigh laughed grimly.
His body burst out with a terrifying aura of a Three-Eyed Quasi-Saint, and even Hu Feifei, in her current state, would not be his match without using her Fourth Combat Form.
“Who killed my kin? Come out and meet your death!”
The Three-Eyed Quasi-Saint looked around, roaring loudly as his formidable presence swept out instantly, sweeping across the entire Spirit Consolidating Realm.
All beings prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling with fear.