Chapter 745: Chapter 745: Feng Chuan, The Celebration Ends, Three-Star City Assessment

The disciples of Misty Sect stared, dumbfounded.

They knew Ye Feng was powerful, but hearing his opponent was Saint Realm, fear gripped them.

Yet, Ye Feng triumphed!

He, the Son of Destiny, with Dao Fire Incineration, had slain the ultimate incarnation, effectively vanquishing a Saint Realm expert.

Truly invincible!

“Sect Master is mighty!”

The disciples bowed, their voices a chorus that shook the heavens and earth, awakening the major powers.

“We have seen the Son of Destiny.”

“We have seen Ye Tianzi (Son of Ye)!”

Representatives from the major powers bowed in reverence.

The Domain of Heaven and Earth, the induction of Dao Fire, the slaying of a Saint Realm expert; any one of these feats would elevate Ye Feng to divine status.

And Ye Feng, possessing all three, was a god!

Especially with his identity as the Son of Destiny, he could stand on equal footing with Saint Realm experts. Even Yin Rurong and Xue Yan from the Holy Lands, mere Four-Turn Quasi-Saints, were a generation behind.

“Gentlemen, you flatter me.”

Ye Feng waved a hand and settled back, “The external enemy is vanquished. Continue the music, continue the dance!”

The ennoblement ceremony for Xue Yan continued.

Guests mingled, clinking glasses, occasionally glancing reverently at Ye Feng.

Only a few faces wore expressions of displeasure.

Whoosh!

Yin Rurong, enraged, tore through the void and departed, unwilling to bear Ye Feng’s presence any longer.

In the crowd.

Within the Wanzong Holy Land’s contingent.

A young man, at the Seventhfold Void Break Realm, sat, observing the Holy Land elders’ toasts and drinks, but his mood was grim.

“Feng Chuan, why such a gloomy countenance?”

A Heavenly Emperor-level elder scrutinized the young man, puzzled.

Feng Chuan’s expression shifted slightly, and he quickly clasped his hands, “Nothing much, merely pondering the intricacies of a certain Divine Skill.”

“Could it be the ‘Myriad Streams towards Primordial,’ the most challenging Divine Skill of our Wanzong Holy Land, even proving troublesome?”

Those around him inquired curiously.

“Indeed,” Feng Chuan nodded.

“Hahaha!”

“Forget it. That Divine Skill, crafted by our Wanzong Holy Land’s esteemed Old Saint Master, a pinnacle Saint-level Divine Power, is even challenging for ordinary Saints. You are still young, take your time.”

“Precisely!”

“You, a prodigy of our Wanzong Holy Land, with a sacred foundation and reaching the Seventhfold Void Break in mere decades, becoming a Saint is inevitable. Don’t rush.”

“They say you are also a Chosen One. Too bad Sect Master Ye has already become the Son of Destiny; otherwise, with your talent, you would surely become the Son of Destiny in the future.”

“Hush! Speak cautiously!”

“Indeed, now that Sect Master Ye has become the Son of Destiny, we should avoid mentioning this to prevent incurring his displeasure.”

The Celestials and Quasi-Saints of Wanzong Holy Land spoke in hushed tones.

Feng Chuan greeted them with a smile.

He glanced at Ye Feng in the distance, radiant with joy, but his heart burned with resentment.

“Ye Feng, you truly deserve to perish!”

“Taking my place as the Son of Destiny, I, Feng Chuan, swear I will ensure your demise!!!”

Hatred took root in Feng Chuan’s heart.

Half a day later.

Xue Yan’s ennoblement ceremony as a Saint Master concluded.

“Thank you for your hospitality; I must depart,” Ye Feng bid farewell to Xue Yan, Yueye Xue, and the Ice and Snow Holy Land representatives.

“Son Ye, farewell!”

“Son Ye, be well.”

The crowd rose to see him off.

Rip!

Ye Feng tore open the void, taking the Misty Sect disciples with him, disappearing.

Soon, all dispersed.

Half a day later.

Shocking news spread throughout the Shenzhou Continent’s Star-Level Forces, even smaller factions receiving the news.

A Son of Destiny had emerged on the Shenzhou Continent!

He is, Misty Sect’s Sect Master, Ye Feng!

Donate money!

…

Misty Sect.

Ye Feng sat on the Sect Master’s throne, listening to Elder Gong Qingqiu’s report, nodding occasionally.

“Very good, not bad!”

“Continue development, ensuring Whitefloat City’s promotion to a Three-Star City within half a month, enabling our Sect to meet Four-Star requirements.”

Ye Feng surveyed the room.

“Yes,” Gong Qingqiu and the other Elders nodded.

The Sect meeting concluded, and everyone resumed their duties.

Since Ye Feng revealed his Chosen One identity, the over ten thousand Misty Sect disciples walked with pride and confidence, even in missions.

“I had no choice but to reveal my identity,” Ye Feng felt a pang of unease.

During the battle with the ultimate incarnation, even the Saint Emperor Sword was insufficient; he had to use Dao Fire.

His identity was inevitably exposed.

The envy of the Shenzhou Continent, not to mention the Celestial Clan of the Suspended Mountain, would undoubtedly view him as an enemy to be eliminated.

“I’m in even greater danger now,” Ye Feng sighed.

[Prestige Points +29,828,721]

[Power of Faith +872,655,712]

However, there were benefits.

The surge in Prestige Points and Power of Faith. Soon, Power of Faith would reach three hundred billion, entering the Heavenly Emperor level and fulfilling the Five Qi Dynasty condition.

…

In the following days, Ye Feng spent his time writing, painting, guiding disciples, and deducing Divine Skills and Spells, compiling them into volumes and placing them in the Scripture Pavilion.

“Wow, six new Divine Skills!”

“My volume is signed ‘Anonymous Buddhist.'”

“Mine is ‘Additional Money Buddhist.'”

“Over here, ‘Very Profitable Great Emperor.'”

Disciple voices echoed, discussing the creators.

They didn’t know one thing.

Whether “Additional Money Buddhist” or “Very Profitable Great Emperor,” all were penned by Ye Feng, maintaining a low profile.

No one knew that most Divine Skills and Spells were created by Ye Feng.

Had they known, they would have been astonished.

…

News of Ye Feng’s Chosen One status spread, stirring the Shenzhou Continent.

Even the Sea Domains were affected.

In the Underwater Imperial Palace of the Eight Elemental Seas Clan.

Ling Yue, holding the Eight Elemental Sky Halberd, sat on the Empress’s throne, shocked by the land-based news.

“Sect Master Ye has reached this stage!”

“He’s not only a Thunder Palace Celestial, but the Chosen One, slaying Saint Realm experts with unmatched divine might… then, does my effort matter?”

She trembled.

Ling Yue was close to despair.

She had striven to close the gap with Ye Feng, but the distance only widened, as if they were from different worlds.

Their realms were simply unattainable!

“No!”

“I will not be discouraged!”

“I must keep trying, I can do it!”

Ling Yue took a deep breath, secluding herself to break through.

…

Misty Sect.

Half a month after the Ice Snow Holy City battle.

Ye Feng’s Chosen One status, and public slaying of a Saint Realm ultimate incarnation, boosted Misty Sect, Whitefloat City, Mystique Kingdom, and other areas.

Nearly twenty million cultivators moved to Whitefloat City.

“Sect Master, Whitefloat City meets the Three-Star City requirements!” Gong Qingqiu reported, presenting a list of residents, to Ye Feng, tending plants on Misty Peak.

“Good!” Ye Feng put down the watering can.

“Send a message to Third Prince Ling Luotian, requesting a Three-Star City assessment.”

“Yes!” Gong Qingqiu acted swiftly.

One hour later.

At Whitefloat City’s City Lord’s Mansion.

A team led by Third Prince Ling Luotian of Mystique Kingdom arrived for the assessment.

Atop Misty Peak.

Ye Feng observed the scene through the Destiny Treasure Bead.

“Whitefloat City’s promotion to Three-Star, and soon Misty Sect’s Four-Star qualification. The sixth phase of the Sect Master’s task draws near.” Ye Feng whispered, anticipation brimming.

[Good night!!!]