The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 887 - New Years Eve Giving Gifts Recruiting

Chapter 887: Chapter 887: New Year’s Eve, Giving Gifts, Recruiting Fourth Generation Disciples

Chapter 887: Chapter 887: New Year’s Eve, Giving Gifts, Recruiting Fourth Generation Disciples

Ye Feng returned to Shenzhou and it was almost the end of the year.

Today was New Year’s Eve.

The disciples were busy hanging lanterns and decorating the entire Misty Sect, and some were cleaning earnestly, ensuring that the sect’s area was tidy and presentable.

Even spiritual beasts like Fox Da Hong were bustling about.

In Misty Sect’s kitchen,

Li Jiaojiao led Bai Hanlin and hundreds of Spirit Chefs in cooking for everyone in Misty Sect with a delightful aroma wafting through the air.

Little White Fox, Iron Claw Dragon Eagle, and other spiritual beasts were responsible for serving the dishes.

“You mustn’t sneak any bites!”

Li Jiaojiao placed the dish on Little White Fox’s claws and earnestly admonished it.

“Mmm-hmm!”

Little White Fox nodded vigorously and led the serving team to transport tens of thousands of dishes to the Sect Main Plaza, placing them on round tables Shi Lei had already arranged.

In Misty Sect, each circular table seated eight people.

On the plaza,

Xia Wenwen pointed to a small table nearby, pouting and placing her hands on her hips, playfully complaining,

“I don’t want to sit at the kid’s table!”

Everyone who heard this laughed.

Ji Ziling playfully chuckled,

“Little junior sister, in our Misty Sect, you are the only child. No matter where you sit, that’s the kid’s table.”

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Xia Wenwen’s eyes twinkled mischievously, “Well then, I’ll sit with you all.”

The crowd laughed even harder.

They were being called children too.

“Sit next to me.”

A clear voice rang out, and everyone’s expressions turned serious as they followed the voice and bowed their fists in greeting.

“Greetings, Sect Leader!”

Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his waist hung with various Lucky Bags, and he nodded to everyone, saying, “Sit wherever you like, sit!”

With that, Ye Feng took the main seat.

Xia Wenwen hopped and skipped over, sitting next to Ye Feng, her tablemates being Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey, Hu Feifei, Liufeng, Mad Drunkard, and other top powerhouses.

“The dishes are all set!”

Li Jiaojiao and Bai Hanlin, along with other Spirit Chefs, personally placed the final batch of dishes on the table.

“The wine is here too.”

Long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi with two huge barrels on their back, filled with freshly brewed Dragonfolk herbal wine.

“I really want to drink it all myself!”

Mad Drunkard saw the two large barrels, stuck out his tongue, his eyes widened with the urge to dive into the barrel and gulp down the wine.

“With wine and dishes, we also need tea.”

At that moment, Ye Feng spoke up, snapped his fingers, and a hundred Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Leaves fell into a giant teapot, filled with Divine Pond Holy Water, and boiled with Dao Fire.

The aroma of tea was overwhelming, refreshing everyone’s spirit.

The rare Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Tree, although rare outside, could be occasionally consumed within Misty Sect, which filled everyone with pride and honor.

At that moment, Ye Feng stood up.

He casually waved his hand, and the hundred Lucky Bags he wore soared into the air, landing in front of Mo Ying, Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, Gong Qingqiu, Brother Flathead, and others.

“You’ve made it onto the Power God Ranking, this is an exclusive gift given every year.”

Ye Feng said, “Go ahead and take a look!”

“Thank you, Sect Leader!” Long Tianxing was particularly curious, immediately opening the Lucky Bag, unleashing a burst of colorful light.

“Oh my!”

“It’s a piece of Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Leaf!”

“So, making it onto the Power God Ranking has this reward too!”

All the disciples enviously seeing this silently vowed to work hard in cultivation and swiftly make it onto the Power God Ranking.

Enlightenment Tea Leaves didn’t necessarily have to be used for brewing tea.

Just keeping it in the Lucky Bag, wearing it on one’s person could bathe oneself in colorful divine light, offering refreshing and slight enhancement in understanding.

A piece of Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Leaf was even more valuable than a Spiritual Treasure!

Seeing the envious looks on the other disciples’ faces, Ye Feng smiled and loudly said,

“That’s just a special gift.”

“This New Year’s Eve, as the Sect Leader, I’ve prepared a small token for everyone.”

Having said that, Ye Feng moved his mind.

The sky suddenly tore open.

In an instant, it rained treasures!

In front of everyone appeared a golden Lucky Bag.

“You may take a look,” Ye Feng said.

The disciples were initially overjoyed, then quickly rubbed their hands and opened the palm-sized golden Lucky Bags.

Inside were three items.

“Oh my heavens!”

“I actually got a Supreme Grade Spirit Stone, a Teleportation Talisman capable of teleporting ten thousand miles, and a special amulet, though I don’t know what it’s for.”

“Mine is the same.”

“I feel the same way!”

Upon opening their lucky bags, the disciples saw the contents and trembled with excitement.

Not to mention the teleportation talisman and special seals.

The mere presence of a supreme grade spirit stone was enough to excite most disciples with low cultivation levels.

Ye Feng said with a smile,

“That special seal is an amulet, wearing it, you will be safe and sound.”

A few days ago, by auctioning enlightenment tea leaves, he had tearfully earned over sixteen thousand supreme grade spirit stones.

And that was exactly the number of people in the sect.

Thus, Ye Feng simply rewarded each person with one.

“Thank you, Sect Leader!”

The disciples were deeply moved and expressed their thanks.

“Alright, it’s time for the new year’s feast!”

Ye Feng waved his hand, and everyone immediately took their seats, some drank tea, some ate dishes, some drank wine, or simply mingled from table to table chatting and congratulating each other, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

…

Several hours later, night fell.

The annual meeting had ended.

Ye Feng stood alone at the summit.

A breeze blew.

The green grass bent in the same direction, rustling pleasantly and showcasing the beauty of nature.

“This is really comfortable.”

Ye Feng closed his eyes, quietly enjoying the caresses of spring, breathing in the rich spiritual energy of the summit, feeling completely relaxed.

“Gurgle gurgle!”

At that moment, a pig’s grunt came from afar.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Pig San Pang was seen lying on the ground, nibbling on the summit’s green grass blade by blade.

The grass grown on the summit wasn’t ordinary grass but spirit grass.

Any single blade was worth a spirit stone and could be used for alchemy or directly consumed to enhance cultivation levels.

“Eating grass on Misty Peak again.”

Ye Feng said with a smile.

“Gurgle!” Pig San Pang buried his head about a foot deep in the grass, oblivious to Ye Feng. Upon hearing the voice, he curled up into a ball, scared, “Sect Leader, I was wrong!”

“It’s okay, continue eating, eat until you are plump and chubby.”

“Yes!”

Pig San Pang continued to eat grass, but he felt there was something odd about Ye Feng’s words.

Eat until plump and chubby?

Then… be slaughtered?

Thinking this, Pig San Pang screamed and dashed into the Spirit Beast Battlefield, using his bloodline divine ability to transform into a humanoid pig demon wielding a harrow, deciding to kill a few wild beasts to calm his nerves.

“This guy, overreacting.”

Ye Feng chuckled.

He truly enjoyed his time at Misty Sect.

Warm, peaceful, relaxed, joyful… If possible, he really wished time could stand still right at that moment.

The next morning.

Ye Feng slowly woke up.

[Ding! Sect Leader, happy new year!]

[A new year, a new journey, a new atmosphere, congratulations Sect Leader, you can now recruit fourth generation disciples!]

The system’s notification sound rang.

It might be late, but it never failed to show up.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng tore through the void, arrived at a small courtyard, threw off the covers, and patted the still-sleeping Xia Wenwen.

“Lazy bug, time to get up!”

“I want to eat chicken legs…”

Xia Wenwen, with her eyes closed, smacking her lips, subconsciously grabbed Ye Feng’s wrist and bit down.

“Ah!”

The next moment, Xia Wenwen screamed.

She felt as if her front teeth were about to break, jolting her awake as the chicken leg in front of her eyes live turned into Sect Leader Ye Feng’s wrist.

“Does the chicken leg taste good?”

Ye Feng asked with a smile.

Xia Wenwen covered her mouth, tears swirling in her eyes, “Sect Leader, happy new year!”

“Good!” Ye Feng rubbed Xia Wenwen’s head, leading her toward the Sect Leader’s Great Hall, “A new year, new atmosphere; starting today, you are now the Fourth Generation Senior Sister of Misty Sect.”

“Oh, Fourth Generation Senior Sister, huh… What?!”

At first, Xia Wenwen didn’t think much of it, but suddenly, she realized she could officially join Misty Sect, her eyes filled with ecstatic joy.

“Sect Leader, is this for real?”

“Could it be fake?”

“That’s great!”

Xia Wenwen jumped three feet high with excitement.