The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1276 Spirit Venerable’s Guidance

"Sword Emperor, you’re too courteous!"

Ning Yu and Lin Kun cupped their hands in respect.

Afterward, the two turned to Ye Feng and said:

"Sect Master Ye, we’ve come this time not only to deliver the Blood Demon Sword to Nantian Sword Emperor but also to fulfill the orders of our Sect Master, inviting you to visit our Holy Spirit Sect."

"The Spirit Venerable wishes to see me?" Ye Feng asked in surprise.

"Yes," Ning Yu nodded.

"If that’s the case, then let us depart!" Ye Feng cast a glance at Nantian Sword Emperor nearby. "Sword Emperor, I have troubled you greatly earlier, farewell!"

"Safe travels!"

Nantian Sword Emperor did not attempt to keep him.

Having received the Blood Demon Sword gifted by the Spirit Venerable, he was preparing to retreat into seclusion to comprehend its sword intent and corresponding laws and had no time to continue conversing idly with Ye Feng.

A moment later.

Ye Feng, Ning Yu, Lin Kun, and the others tore through the void and escaped swiftly, disappearing without a trace.

In the valley.

Nantian Sword Emperor turned to Sword Saint Yue Xi and Nantian Chan Juan and said, "You should leave now as well! I need to focus on comprehending the sword intent and laws within the Blood Demon Sword."

"Understood."

The two women promptly left the valley.

It wasn’t long before only Nantian Sword Emperor remained.

He placed the ominously blood-soaked Blood Demon Sword to the side and opened the exquisite box once more, revealing the letter within, which he slowly unfolded.

Upon reading the contents of the letter, his expression subtly changed.

"So that’s it!"

"No wonder the Spirit Venerable suddenly had Ning Yu and Lin Kun deliver this broken Blood Demon Sword to me. It turns out I must assist with this matter."

"So..."

"This half of the Blood Demon Sword serves as remuneration?"

Nantian Sword Emperor looked at the fragmented Blood Demon Sword on the table, a peculiar glint flashing through his brows.

...

Amid the starry sky.

Ye Feng, hands clasped behind his back, flew swiftly, surrounded by Ning Yu, Lin Kun, and other experts from the Holy Spirit Sect. They were all curiously observing him, eager to discern how he had changed since successfully ascending to the first layer of the Creation Realm.

However, after a long while.

Ning Yu, Lin Kun, and the rest were still unable to see through Ye Feng, continuously feeling as though he resembled a mortal.

"The gap between us is widening,"

Ning Yu couldn’t help but think, "Although I understand there’s no possibility between myself and Ye Feng, my concern for him stems solely from admiration. Yet, as he rises higher and higher, I can’t help but feel a certain emptiness."

At that moment, Ye Feng turned his head to look at Ning Yu.

Their gazes met.

Ning Yu’s delicate face instantly turned crimson and grew feverishly hot. She hurriedly diverted her gaze elsewhere.

An hour later.

Tianzhou.

This wasn’t Ye Feng’s first visit.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, he felt a strange sensation, able to detect unusual energy channels deep beneath Tianzhou’s surface, extending into the void and continuously drawing energy from the Great Universe.

"So this is the talent of a Heavenly Dao-level Great Thousand World—endlessly absorbing cosmic energy to grow stronger."

Ye Feng secretly envied.

If his small universe possessed this talent, even without cultivation, he could automatically grow stronger. Simply surviving would eventually make him a top-tier powerhouse.

Of course, the prerequisite was maintaining cosmic stability.

When the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables created Tianzhou, Dizhou, and the other Nine Great Provinces, they had exhausted their own "Dao" to ensure the stability of the Nine Worlds.

Currently, Ye Feng did not have such capabilities.

"Sect Master Ye, please!"

While Ye Feng was contemplating, the group had already arrived at the core of the Holy Spirit Sect and stood before the colossal hemispherical shield.

"Thank you for guiding me."

Ye Feng cupped his hands toward the group and noticed the shield automatically splitting open to reveal a gateway. He walked alone through it, arriving at the central grand hall.

The door was already open.

However, the interior was shrouded in darkness, and even with Ye Feng’s current abilities, he couldn’t see what lay within. He simply stared at the blackness beyond the doorway.

"Ye Feng is here to pay his respects!"

He respectfully cupped his hands.

"You have arrived."

A voice, inert and warm, neither male nor female, echoed from the grand hall. It lacked the cold indifference of the past.

"Does Senior have matters to discuss with me?"

Ye Feng went straight to the point.

"I’ve heard that you’ve pioneered a completely new cultivation path. Seeing you now, I assume you’ve succeeded? What remarkable talent! Even I cannot see through you anymore. The possibilities for your future are immeasurable."

The Spirit Venerable spoke with subtle laughter.

"Senior flatters me too much. While it’s true I’ve succeeded in creating a new cultivation path, I am still in the dark about how to proceed in the future."

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.

This wasn’t modesty; it was genuine concern.

After all, this path was unprecedented.

Though he had calculated a rough direction for progress, now that he was truly on this path, he was filled with unease.

"If you trust me, you can tell me about your path. Perhaps I can offer you some guidance."

The Spirit Venerable spoke.

Ye Feng’s eyebrows lifted.

After considering her words briefly, he replied:

"My cultivation path is straightforward: within my body, I create a small universe. All my power resides within this universe. Though I appear to be a mortal, I can freely use all techniques available to cultivators."

Upon hearing this, the Spirit Venerable appeared slightly surprised.

"Senior, in your opinion, how should I advance on this path?" Ye Feng sought her insights.

He had once heard Ancient Holy God Overlord Emperor say that the Spirit Venerable’s comprehension surpassed that of the Thunder Emperor and Sword God. If he could obtain her guidance, it would surely save him from numerous missteps.

The Spirit Venerable pondered for a moment before responding:

"Creating a universe within your body is indeed a bold endeavor! Even I am humbled by your ambition."

"Your combat strength is invincible at the same rank. Even if I, the Thunder Emperor, and the Sword God were in the same realm as you, we would be firmly suppressed by your power. However, this path has its flaws."

"The most significant issue is the excessive demand for cultivation resources, far greater than other cultivators’ needs."

Ye Feng nodded at this revelation.

He fully acknowledged this truth.

"Moreover, your path of cultivating an internal universe inherently requires you to stabilize the universe. Correct?"

The Spirit Venerable’s voice came again.

Ye Feng’s eyes twitched, inwardly marveling at her keen insight that had pinpointed this detail. He nodded and said, "Senior’s wisdom dazzles as always."

"In my opinion, the key to stabilizing a universe lies first in stabilizing its laws."

The Spirit Venerable continued to speak.

Ye Feng stood before the grand hall, listening intently.

"Laws act as invisible hands, the so-called latent planes. While their number need not be vast, they must uphold the universe’s balance."

"Life serves as visible hands, enriching the universe’s diversity. Only through flourishing species can vitality abound."

"Spatial nodes should also be strategically established."

"Each spatial node flows energy throughout the universe, aiding its equilibrium."

"..."

The Spirit Venerable elaborated on her viewpoints.

Ye Feng remained rooted in place, absorbing her words attentively. Occasionally, he nodded in agreement, feeling that her insights were exceptionally sharp, promptly committing them to memory and conducting immediate calculations.

In the blink of an eye.

Their discussion extended over seven days, leaving Ye Feng incredulous.

To him.

The conversation seemed to have lasted no more than an hour. Yet, seven days had truly passed, leaving Ye Feng amazed.

"Indeed, during enlightenment, time flows rapidly. One moment of inattention, and much has already elapsed."

Ye Feng mused.

Now, he understood why some would spend millennia or eons in the process of enlightenment. The reason wasn’t that enlightenment itself was inherently challenging but because, while immersed in contemplation, they neglected the passage of time.

Thus, cultivators would lose themselves in the experience, and without realizing it, an extended period had gone by.

"Seven days have already gone by."

The Spirit Venerable too became aware of the fleeting passage and halted her teachings. "That’s all I have to say. I hope it proves useful to you."

"Incredibly valuable—I’ve recorded everything. Thank you, Senior, for your guidance." Ye Feng cupped his hands in thanks. free𝑤ebnovel.com