Chapter 112: Chapter 112 Ye Feng’s Blueprint, I am the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch

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“Yaozi, how did you get so fat that I can hardly recognize you?” Huo Yunjie said in disbelief.

“Ah! That’s a long story.” Zheng Yaoshou slapped his thigh and looked up at the sky with a sigh.

Ye Feng cleared his throat and asked, “You two know each other?”

Huo Yunjie and Zheng Yaoshou nodded repeatedly.

Zheng Yaoshou explained, “When A’Jie and I were just a few years old, we sneaked out of our homes and ran into each other at the street corner. That’s how we met. Then, we went to the pond to catch cicadas in the banyan trees, played in the mud, and got beaten up together. We had a pretty good relationship.”

As he spoke, Zheng Yaoshou’s face showed a hint of regret, “Unfortunately, once we reached the age suitable for cultivation, we went our separate ways and never saw each other again.”

Huo Yunjie added, “I went to look for Yaozi, but I heard that the Zheng family had moved.”

Zheng Yaoshou nodded and said, “Indeed, we moved once, but it was still within the bounds of Beacon Fire City.”

“Speaking of which, how did you get so fat? I remember you were even thinner than me when we were kids,” Huo Yunjie paused hesitantly before voicing his confusion.

“Cough, let’s not talk about it. It’s all because my dad provoked a female demon, and as a result, our whole family was cursed and became this fat… But I’ve got myself a dual cultivation companion now, envious much?” Zheng Yaoshou laughed proudly.

“Not envious at all. In my view, women only slow down the speed of my sword drawing!” Huo Yunjie shook his head firmly.

Listening to the conversation between Zheng Yaoshou and Huo Yunjie, the disciples learned about their strong childhood bond.

“Right, Sect Master Ye, the spirit ore you entrusted me to refine is all done. Take a look at the results.” Zheng Yaoshou opened his storage bag and placed more than a dozen metal blocks that looked nearly like bricks on the table.

Ye Feng picked up a metal block and found its purity very satisfactory. He praised, “Truly worthy of an artifact refiner, your purification technique is very skillful. If I have the chance, I must visit the Hundred Artifacts Sect.”

“I’ll be going back the day after tomorrow; I’ll mostly be in the sect from now on. If you come, Sect Master Ye, remember to notify me in advance with a Messenger Paper Crane,” Zheng Yaoshou said.

“Sure, definitely!” Ye Feng nodded.

In the time that followed, everyone discussed a variety of topics. Since Zheng Yaoshou was busy with artifact refining, he bid farewell to everyone and prepared to leave.

“Fellow Zheng, wait a moment!”

Ye Feng stopped Zheng Yaoshou and placed three hundred pounds of spirit ore on the ground, then handed him a blueprint. “If possible, please forge this set of spiritual artifacts for me as per the blueprint. No need to inscribe array patterns; the harder, the better. As for the costs, I will pay you when I receive the spiritual artifacts.”

Zheng Yaoshou received the blueprint, glanced at it, and his expression showed surprise, but he nodded anyway. “Okay, no problem!”

The next moment, Zheng Yaoshou jumped onto a puppet bird and “swooshed” away, flying out of Misty Peak.

“I’m so tired!”

At that time, Qiao Jiaxi finally completed a turn carrying the stele, just reaching the peak before plummeting into darkness and collapsing.

“Junior brother!” The disciples shouted in alarm.

Ye Feng extended his hand, guiding the Heroic Spirit Power to catch the stele and place it on the ground, then put Qiao Jiaxi in a barrel filled with Spirit Spring Water, letting Shi Lei perform the Fiery Cloud Palm to heat the spiritual liquid.

“Sect Master, won’t this harm junior brother’s foundations?” Li Jiaojiao asked with concern.

“No,” Ye Feng shook his head, “We need to exhaust Jiaxi to the point of fainting so that all his strength is depleted. Then, soaking him in Spirit Spring Water filled with spiritual energy allows him to accumulate pure spiritual power. Once he reaches a certain level, he can fully unlock his potential.”

Upon hearing this, the disciples understood Ye Feng’s painstaking intentions. They also marveled inwardly at Qiao Jiaxi’s diligence, for being able to train until fainting, truly recognized as the number one cultivation fanatic in the Misty Sect.

“It seems I have to train even harder!” Huo Yunjie was deeply moved and quickly went to an open space to practice his Sword Drawing Technique.

The other disciples dared not slack off either.

Seeing this, Ye Feng was very pleased.

The harder the disciples worked, the stronger he became as their leader!

Nanlu Mountain Range.

An elderly man in a Taoist robe stood before a grave. He picked up the summoning order lying on the ground and sighed.

“The protector actually got struck by a thunder-imbued boulder, perishing both body and path, adding insult to injury for the already struggling Soul Seizing Sect. Could it be that the heavens are warning me?”

Souhun Zhenren murmured, his face etched with the sands of time.

After sending out the protector and not seeing his return, Souhun Zhenren had to take action himself. He found his way here, deducing the cause of death from the wounds on the body of the protector.

“However, the Blood Spirit Pill that the protector had is gone, while the summoning order was left behind. This indicates that the protector found a suitable Demon General candidate before dying, but the person dares to defy my orders… Damn it!”

Speaking those final words, a cold murderous intent spread rapidly, snapping trees within hundreds of meters due to the overwhelming aura of Souhun Zhenren, terrifying nearby creatures into cowering on the ground, trembling like chaff in the wind.

However, the instigator, the Shape-shifting Beast, had long since left the Nanlu Mountain Range.

Whitefloat City, Jade Green Tower.

A middle-aged man with a goatee sat comfortably, enjoying the service of eight women: some served tea, some peeled fruit, some massaged his back, while others pinched his feet or shoulders.

“This is truly comfortable, the kind of life a big guy like me deserves,” the man with the goatee sighed contentedly.

“Kind sir, do you feel comfortable? Remember to tip us a few more silver pieces later!” a graceful woman in feathers spoke.

“What, give you silver?” the Shape-shifting Beast’s eyes widened as he pushed away the surrounding Goulan maids, “What nonsense, I’m here for a free ride. If you think I’m giving you silver, think again—in your dreams!”

With that, the Shape-shifting Beast snatched a pot of wine and made a run for the exit of Jade Green Tower.

“Somebody help!”

“This guy wants a free ride!”

The Goulan maids screamed out loudly, their piercing voices spreading throughout the entire Jade Green Tower.

“How dare you run wild in our Jade Green Tower, you’re dead!” the leader of the protectors, who was at the fifth level of Qi Refinement, shouted.

The next moment, a dozen protectors in the Qi Refining Realm surrounded the Shape-shifting Beast, prepared to subdue him on the spot.

“A bunch of useless drunkards, daring to show off in front of the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch?” The Shape-shifting Beast laughed heartily, waved his sleeve, and a surge of energy swept across, blowing all the protectors away. No one could withstand his single move.

After that, the Shape-shifting Beast casually grabbed two of the curvaceous Goulan maids, intending to march out the door.

“You ruffian, you think you can come and go from Jade Green Tower as you please?” a voice shouted from above.

Immediately afterward, a flying needle wrapped in a strong gale struck.

The daunting pressure was enough to change the color of even a normal ninth level Qi Refiner.

“Some skill, but still not enough,” the Shape-shifting Beast sharply turned his head and blew a breath at the incoming flying needle.

The flying needle spun around, stabbed the shoulder of Baihua Xiao, the owner of Jade Green Tower, and the force sent her flying for over ten meters, only to be intercepted mid-air by a figure in white robes.

The two exchanged glances in mid-air before gently landing.

“Miss Baihua, I am late,” Xin Guangxuan gave Baihua Xiao a reassuring smile, then brandished his Spirit Sword and slashed with a fierce Sword Qi.

The air was torn apart by the Sword Qi!

All who heard the piercing sound clutched their ears in horror, crouching on the ground, trembling with fear.

“Xin Guangxuan, it’s you!” The Shape-shifting Beast, who had been watching Misty Peak for a long time and recognized many faces, saw Xin Guangxuan and his smile grew more arrogant.

Bang!

The Shape-shifting Beast simply exhaled, the fierce Sword Qi exploded like fireworks, turned into a counter-blast of energy, and violently struck Xin Guangxuan’s chest.

“Wow!”

Xin Guangxuan spit out a mouthful of blood and collided with Baihua Xiao.

“Tch! Not a single capable fighter,” the Shape-shifting Beast, extremely arrogant, grabbed two Goulan maids, and walked away with impunity.

City Lord’s Mansion.

Xin Guangxuan knelt on the ground.

Lu Shanyue paced back and forth, saying, “Things are looking grim! In recent days, the Demon General and members of the Soul Seizing Sect have suddenly kept to themselves, likely harboring some sinister plot, and now an unidentified Thousand Faces Demon Monarch has turned up. The situation around Whitefloat City is becoming increasingly dangerous.”

The Deputy City Lord frowned and said, “Third cousin, keep calm, as long as the City Lord is here, there will be no issues unless Souhun Zhenren himself arrives.”

“Hopefully so,” Lu Shanyue nodded.

Once the Deputy City Lord had left, Lu Shanyue slapped Xin Guangxuan on the shoulder, “You, Xin Guangxuan, enjoying yourself at Goulan and not inviting me? If you had brought this Elder along, we would never have let the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch escape.”

Xin Guangxuan had no words in response.

“Never mind, go to Misty Peak and inform Sect Master Ye about the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch. Tell him to be cautious,” directed Lu Shanyue.

“Yes,” Xin Guangxuan hurriedly scuttled away.