The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Chapter 9 Named Disciple, Mo Ying

"Who's outside?"

Ye Feng held the wooden box and looked outside.

There was a slender figure standing in the open space outside the door, wearing a long black dress and a black gauze hat, and he couldn't see his true face.

Ye Feng could see that this was a young woman, probably around sixteen years old.

He could sense a strong aura from the woman in the black dress, like a whirlwind, and her cultivation base should be much stronger than Huo Yunjie.

"The origin of this person is mysterious, we must act carefully, and the most important thing is to protect the spirit stone."

"Uncle Sect Master, you hide behind."

"This person is handed over to us to deal with."

The three disciples quickly blocked in front of Ye Feng.

They have a feeling that this woman is not good, and she is afraid that she will do something to the master and uncle.

"I want to join the Misty Sect."

At this time, the young woman said, Ye Feng and the four of them were all stunned when they heard it.

Join the Misty faction?

Why does it sound a little wrong?

Isn't she here to steal something?

Ye Feng and the four were full of doubts, thinking that a fierce battle was waiting for them.

As a result, there was a new disciple waiting!

Ye Feng looked up and down at the woman in the black dress and asked, "Are you really going to join the Misty School?"

"Are you the head of the Misty Sect?"

The woman in the black dress looked at Ye Feng and found that he had no cultivation base at all. Combined with the rumors she heard in Baifu City, she guessed his identity.

"Yes, I am." Ye Feng said.

bang!

The woman in the black dress dropped an iron box, "There are 100 low-grade spirit stones in it, which is the entry fee for me to join the Misty Sect."

"hiss!"

The three disciples took a deep breath.

Suspicious, Ye Feng lifted the lid of the iron box with a branch, and found that it was neatly filled with spiritual stones blooming with soft light.

Not much, not much, just a hundred dollars.

"I can't let you in."

Ye Feng shook his head.

"Small?"

The woman in the black dress was surprised.

Ye Feng waved his hand: "The way you came is unknown, I am afraid it will bring danger to our Misty Sect and cannot accept you."

Although he doesn't have a cultivation base, he is a transmigrator anyway!

People who take the initiative to pay the entry fee like this and join the most scumbag sect like the Misty Sect, they all have blood feuds and come here to take refuge.

Ye Feng would rather not accept the one hundred spirit stones, nor would he want the other party to cause trouble to the Misty Sect.

Hearing this, the woman in the black dress took off her black gauze hat.

A face appeared in front of everyone, causing Ye Feng and the others to take a deep breath.

What kind of face is this?

If you only see the outline in the dark night, you will think that this is an oval face, with straight facial features, and it is quite good-looking.

but……

The skin of this face is indescribable.

It looked as if it had been eroded by venom, or scalded by flames.

All in all, it's a little scary.

"Ugly, isn't it?"

The woman in the black dress put on the black gauze hat expressionlessly, "I can see Ye Sect's worries, but my background is very innocent, I have no blood feud, and I will not bring disaster to the sect."

Ye Feng: "..."

He wanted to say, how do I know if you will bring danger to the Misty Sect?

But when he thought that the face of the other party was like that, he still bravely showed them the true face, which showed that he came with sincerity.

"Forget it, let her be admitted into the sect first and see if the progress of the tasks during the assessment period has improved. If there is, it means that she meets the recruitment requirements of the sect's disciples."

Ye Feng thought of this.

"Uncle Sect Master, or you will accept this sister! It's pathetic to see her."

Li Jiaojiao tugged at the corner of Ye Feng's clothes.

"yes!"

Shi Lei also agreed.

Huo Yunjie didn't speak, but there was no disgust or resistance in the eyes of the woman in the black dress.

Obviously, he also has no opinion.

"Okay, then take it first."

Ye Feng nodded and asked Shi Lei to fetch a thick ancient book, spread it out, and put it on the table.

This is the roster of Misty Pie.

Each page records a disciple's name, date of birth, root bones, origin, etc., and is stamped with the head seal.

Ye Feng turned to page 99.

The first 98 pages were filled with names, but most of the disciples ran away, leaving only three of them.

"Name, birthday, root bone, cultivation base, origin, all report."

Ye Feng took the pen and looked up and asked.

"My name is Mo Ying, I'm eighteen years old, I'm a high-grade root bone, I'm at the fifth level, I don't have any relatives." Mo Ying's voice was a little cold, but if you listen carefully, you will find it very pleasant.

"It turned out to be a top-grade root bone!"

Li Jiaojiao, Huo Yunjie, and Shi Lei were all stunned.

"I heard that in the entire White Floating City, there are only a few high-grade root bones, and they have all been sent to the star-level sects outside. Sister Mo Ying, why don't you go?"

Li Jiaojiao asked.

"Xiao Fangu can join the Qingyun Sect of the one-star sect with only medium-sized bones. If you go outside, you can at least become the core disciple of the one-star sect."

Huo Yunjie also said.

Mo Ying shook her head: "The star sect cares about appearance, and I'm too ugly, no one wants to accept me, of course, I don't want to go either."

Ye Feng listened while writing.

Hearing that Mo Ying was a top-grade root bone, his hand trembled and he almost made a typo.

The root bone is the cultivation qualification.

Generally divided into: low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, top-grade, god-grade, holy-grade, and the training speed increases in turn.

In White Floating City, the strongest root bones that can be touched are also high-grade, as for the latter several root bones, at least in the star-rated sects.

Snapped!

Ye Feng quickly wrote the introduction of Mo Ying, took out the big seal of the headmaster, took a deep breath, and then put on the big red seal with force.

"Our sects are ranked in the order of entry, not by age and strength. Therefore, from today onwards, you are the fourth disciple of our illusory sect."

Ye Feng put away the roster and the head seal, and said to Mo Ying.

"Thank you sir."

Mo Ying bent down slightly and cupped her hands.

"Ding, I received the named disciple 'Mo Ying', who is a high-grade root bone, seven-level Qi refining, and mastered the first-grade spells "Backstab" and "Liuguang Sword Qi", all of which have been completed."

The system suddenly prompted.

Ye Feng was taken aback, only to realize that Mo Ying lied about her cultivation, and her real cultivation had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, which was comparable to the head of a lower-level sect.

Due to the recruitment of new named disciples, the progress bar of the tasks during the assessment period finally moved, from the previous 50% to the current 57%.

"At this rate, six more named disciples will complete the task."

Ye Feng was looking forward to it.

Soon, Ye Feng found that there were more memories of the first-grade spells "Backstab" and "Liuguang Sword Qi" in his mind, and he directly reached the completion stage.

Although he is temporarily unable to cast spells, he is the real "King of the Strong Mouth", even an idiot, as long as he does what he says, he can learn it.

"It's good to receive new disciples!"

Ye Feng looked at the four disciples standing in front of the gate, showing a kind smile like an old father.

He looked at the setting sun and said, "It's getting late, it's time for us to eat."

"I'll cook."

Li Jiaojiao hurried to the backyard.

But soon, she ran out with an empty wooden basin, "Uncle Master is not good, we have run out of rice, and the previous dishes have gone stale."

"what?"

Ye Feng shook his hand, and the box containing the spirit stones almost fell to the ground.

Gollum...

Everyone's stomach roared in response.

"I'll go down the mountain to buy something to eat!"

Shi Lei was about to leave.

Ye Feng quickly stopped him and said worriedly: "It's almost night, it's very dangerous for you to go down the mountain alone."

The mountains around the White Floating City are constantly infested with monsters and beasts occasionally, so it is not very safe.

"I'll take you to White Floating City."

Mo Ying pulled out a sharp sword and bent a finger, causing it to expand in the wind, becoming one foot wide and one foot long, suspended half a foot above the ground.

"It's the low-grade spiritual weapon 'Flying Sword'!"

Huo Yunjie was shocked.

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