The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1062: Hundred-Year Journey of Becoming Mortal

Inside the second trial.

Shi Lei stared blankly around, his expression vacant, uncertain of which path to take in the future.

During his moment of uncertainty, he thought of Ye Feng.

"Cultivation is not just about enhancing one’s strength, but also about cultivating a mind as serene as still water."

Shi Lei recalled a saying Ye Feng once mentioned.

"A mind as serene as still water?"

"But I feel lost, how can I achieve a mind as serene as still water?"

Shi Lei couldn’t help but think this.

"That’s right!"

"My confusion stems from participating in this assessment! And the Elder of the Black Tortoise Clan once said, we need to clear our own path to move beyond confusion."

"The path ahead…"

Shi Lei raised his hand.

He saw a golden light emerge, transforming into the Sacred Arms Ma Liang’s Brush, and immediately he felt something.

Thump! Thump!

Shi Lei could feel his heartbeat accelerating.

He seemed to have grasped the future!

"Yes!"

"My constant desire, isn’t it to become a renowned building master revered across all realms?"

"With Ma Liang’s Brush, which can alter reality, I can better develop in this area."

"This is the path I should take!"

Shi Lei smiled.

His path was now clear.

Crack!

It seemed as if the sound of a mirror shattering rang out, and all the surrounding chaos disappeared.

Whoosh!

Shi Lei felt himself descending, finally landing amidst a vast galaxy, entering a Life Star, and ultimately reaching an ancient city.

"Mortal City."

Shi Lei looked up, saw the signboard above the city gate, and read aloud the words on it.

"That’s right!"

"This is the third trial."

"I need to live in the mortal world for a hundred years to possibly endure this unmatched challenge."

As he said this, Shi Lei sensed his body and found he had no cultivation level, just like a mortal, but he was strong and healthy, which was not bad at all.

Tied around his waist was Ma Liang’s Brush.

"Time to start living."

Shi Lei entered Mortal City, adapting to its environment, beginning his new path of turning into a mortal.

…

"My path is to become an Array Master! To use formations to protect the ones I love!"

Inside the second trial, Shen Yu defined his path.

"My path is the Sword Dao!"

Similarly, Han Yonghui also clarified his cultivation path, no longer confused.

"My path is Grandmaster of Archery! I aim to be like the Sect Leader, a powerful figure who can ’One Arrow Shoots the Sun, Two Arrows Exterminate a Saint!’"

Zhang Tianyuan likewise realized his mindset.

Following Shi Lei, the three also passed the second trial assessment and began to descend gradually.

Not long after.

Shen Yu, Han Yonghui, Zhang Tianyuan also arrived in Mortal City without any cultivation level.

However, they were not in the same timespace.

Even though Shi Lei, Zhang Tianyuan, Shen Yu, Han Yonghui all entered Mortal City, they searched for a long time but still could not see any familiar faces.

…

Beneath the Ocean Star.

Ye Feng, the Elder of the Black Tortoise Clan, and others stood beside the altar, watching Shi Lei and the others seated cross-legged on black stone pillars.

"They have all reached the third trial!"

The Elder of the Black Tortoise Clan sensed something, pointing at the glowing bodies of Shi Lei and the others, "This signifies passing two trials; currently, they are refining their hearts in Mortal City."

"Mortal City... Intriguing!"

Ye Feng silently uttered this name, "Shi Lei, Shen Yu, you must strive hard! If possible, make sure to pass the final trial."

…

In Mortal City, half a year had already passed.

Shi Lei had become a painter, painting every day for his neighbors and even selling his works, successfully buying a quiet courtyard in the city.

Shen Yu specialized in Feng Shui and writing amulets, earning quite a sum and successfully buying his own house.

Han Yonghui had become a wandering swordsman, graceful and loved by many daughters of prominent families, spending each night in a different woman’s home.

Zhang Tianyuan continued his study of archery and became a grandmaster of archery known far and wide, and an excellent hunter, earning the appreciation of many wealthy merchants.

All four were high-rank cultivators.

Even without their cultivation levels, their personal capabilities were immense, allowing them to thrive in Mortal City.

...

Underground Ocean.

Ye Feng asked the Elder of the Black Tortoise Clan beside him,

"You mentioned earlier that the phase of turning ’a hundred years into a mortal’ actually takes a month, is that true?"

The Elder of the Black Tortoise Clan nodded,

"Staying inside for a hundred years equates to one month passing in the outside world. Of course, if they cannot endure till the end, they might emerge after just half a month."

Hearing this, Ye Feng fell silent.

A month outside, a hundred years inside, the time difference reaching twelve hundred times, even faster than the hundredfold time flow rate he achieved after mastering the second volume of the Time Codex.

"We can only continue to wait, then."

Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, silently watching.

The Elder of the Black Tortoise Clan stood by, guarding the ancient Heavenly Venerable’s Hall, occasionally looking towards Shi Lei and the others.

...

Mortal City.

Shi Lei looked up at the sky and sighed lightly.

It had been ten years since he arrived at Mortal City.

Now, he was the most prominent painter in Mortal City. The paintings he created over ten years could circle Mortal City, and because of his superb skills, his paintings were sold far and wide.

Countless matchmakers swarmed to him, introducing prospective partners.

But Shi Lei was solely focused on painting, having no time for relationships. The first thing he did after waking up each day was to grind ink and paint, day in and day out, for ten years.

That day.

Shi Lei sat in front of a pavilion.

He brewed a cup of tea, preparing to soothe his throat before continuing to paint, when he saw a little girl with braids rush into the yard, filthy all over.

Her clothes, riddled with holes, showed signs of abrasion on her skin.

Clearly, she had escaped.

"Bold servant, how dare you run around! Arrest her and surround this household as well!"

A brash voice came from outside the yard.

The next moment.

A dozen robust men wielding steel sabers burst in, their heads wrapped in black cloth, their faces fierce and threatening.

Behind them, several other little girls were tied up, clearly involved in the heinous act of child trafficking.

"Uncle, I’m scared!"

The little girl ran to Shi Lei’s side, her scarred little hands gripping tightly onto the corner of Shi Lei’s clothes, her small frame trembling continuously.

Her somewhat chubby face was filled with fear.

"Don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you."

Shi Lei shielded the little girl and addressed the bullies coldly, "Mortal City has always been peaceful; why commit such atrocious acts?"

Upon hearing this, the leader of the men sneered.

"Ha ha ha!"

The surrounding bullies also laughed.

The leader jeered,

"Such noble words, and there are so many paintings around—looks like you’re a major artist! However, we of Black Wind Stronghold are not fond of that; hand over the girl and kneel to kowtow to us. Otherwise, we’ll kill you!"

Hearing this, Shi Lei’s complexion changed drastically.

Black Wind Stronghold!

That was a stronghold dozens of miles away from Mortal City, known for its looting and killing, a den of iniquity both reviled and feared by the people.

Even Shi Lei had not expected them to come.

"If only I still had my cultivation, killing these men would only take a glance," Shi Lei thought to himself with a silent sigh.

He tucked Ma Liang’s Brush into his waistband, squatted down, and gently touched the little girl’s head, softly saying, "Don’t be afraid, I can protect you now."

With that, Shi Lei walked out with an imposing gaze.

Seeing this, the robbers of Black Wind Stronghold pointed at Shi Lei and burst into loud, sneering laughter, their faces twisted with scorn and disdain.

"Trying to play the hero?"

"Kill him!"

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