The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 822 - : Construction Maniac Shi Lei, Saintess’s Divine Ranking

Chapter 822: Chapter 822: Construction Maniac Shi Lei, Saintess’s Divine Ranking

“Sect Master, the infrastructure of Whitefloat City is still insufficient!” Hu Feifei said in a deliberately enticing tone.

Her hands rested on Ye Feng’s shoulders, gently kneading them with skilled and gentle movements.

“Yes.”

Ye Feng rolled his eyes at Hu Feifei.

He looked down and saw Shi Lei holding Ma Liang’s Brush, floating hundreds of meters in the air, continuously painting.

Massive amounts of the Power of Heaven and Earth surged toward him.

They formed the ink of Ma Liang’s Brush, and as Shi Lei painted, he pulled objects out of the two-dimensional scroll, turning them into real three-dimensional objects.

Neat streets.

Tall, lush roadside trees.

Three-story buildings with blue bricks and black tiles.

Comfortable cobblestone paths to walk on.

Occasionally, small gardens, fountains, and places of cultivation where spiritual energy fluttered were sprinkled throughout the city…

Countless objects appeared under Shi Lei’s brush.

Half a day later.

A new city district, twenty li long and fifteen li wide, appeared before everyone’s eyes.

“Immortal Master Shi Lei is so incredible.”

“Yes, in just half a day, he has built an entirely new district that can accommodate at least one hundred thousand people!”

“Such a large area can only accommodate one hundred thousand people?”

“That’s because you don’t understand! Our Whitefloat City spans a vast area with ample land resources. Roughly one thousand people live in an area of one square li.”

“If that’s the case, doesn’t each person occupy nearly two acres of land?”

“That’s right.”

“No wonder a new district twenty li long and fifteen li wide can only house about one hundred thousand people.”

Many cultivators of Whitefloat City floated in mid-air, watching Shi Lei paint with Ma Liang’s Brush to create new streets, finding the process pleasing to the eyes.

In the sky.

Ye Feng stroked his chin, a new idea forming in his mind.

“The future of Whitefloat City is to become a Holy City, so simply spreading it out is not good.”

“Because it looks terrible and has no style at all.”

Ye Feng took out a Refining Furnace, threw in a large amount of refining materials, and crafted several dozen artificial hills about a foot high.

He chose some open spaces and dropped the artificial hills there.

Bang!

As the dozens of artificial hills landed, they expanded into small stone peaks one hundred meters high, standing quietly on the ground.

“What is this?”

Someone discovered the small stone peaks that Ye Feng had randomly placed around the open areas of Whitefloat City, and upon closer inspection, they found a glowing archway ten meters high at the base.

Some bold people went through the light gate.

In the next moment, the scene opened up.

Each of the small stone peaks contained a Mount Sumeru World, filled with birdsong and flowers’ fragrance, and lush with spiritual energy. Spanning several tens of li, it could accommodate the construction of Spiritual Medicine Gardens and cultivation villas, as well as hundreds of thousands of people.

“Sect Master Ye truly has Great Power,” the crowd couldn’t help but praise.

Hearing this, Ye Feng remained very calm.

To him, this was still not enough.

Ye Feng continued to use up materials, using the Refining Furnace to create many floating lands, each only a hundred zhang in size, suspended a hundred meters from the ground.

The total number reached three thousand.

The surfaces were filled with birdsong and flowers, and spiritual springs and waterfalls, and from afar, they looked like many beautiful floating gardens.

The appearance of these floating gardens soon caused a sensation in Whitefloat City.

“Breaking news!”

“These three thousand Floating Gardens are places that prominent figures of Whitefloat City can live.”

“Really?”

“I’ve just heard that only cultivators above the Divine Origin Realm qualify to purchase the usage rights of the Floating Gardens.”

The cultivators of Whitefloat City started discussing.

The news continued to spread.

More and more cultivators of Divine Origin Realm and Void Break Realm went to the City Lord’s Mansion, planning to purchase the usage rights of the Floating Gardens as quickly as possible to avoid missing out.

In mid-air.

Seeing the Floating Gardens and Mount Sumeru Small Stone Peaks that Ye Feng created, Shi Lei couldn’t help but give a thumbs up.

“Although I have Ma Liang’s Brush, compared to Sect Master Uncle, I am still a universe away.”

Shi Lei sighed.

“Not nearly as exaggerated as a whole universe,” Ye Feng appeared out of nowhere beside Shi Lei, patted him on the shoulder, and almost caused him to fall off.

“Sect Master Uncle, how did you get here?”

Shi Lei steadied himself, very curious.

“I came to modify your Ma Liang’s Brush,” Ye Feng said.

He picked up Ma Liang’s Brush, took a drop of Shi Lei’s soul blood, added one hundred Supreme Grade Spirit Stones, and an Origin Source Crystal from a Quasi-Saint Level Celestial Clan Berserker, and threw them all into the Refining Furnace.

During the refining process, Ye Feng also added a hundred strands of Power of Destiny.

Since the Refining Furnace was upgraded to a Two-Star Transcendent Spirit Treasure, its refining speed had increased significantly.

An hour later.

A brand-new crimson-gold Ma Liang’s Brush appeared mid-air.

At that moment,

Shi Lei felt a soul connection with Ma Liang’s Brush, and he instantly realized it had transformed into a One-Star Transcendent Spirit Treasure.

“One must first sharpen one’s tools if one wishes to do his job well.”

“With a Transcendent Spirit Treasure Level Ma Liang’s Brush, the construction speed will be much faster, continue with this grand construction endeavor!” Ye Feng said.

“Yes!” Shi Lei was immediately moved and filled with motivation.

After leaving Whitefloat City, Ye Feng returned to Misty Peak.

“Princess, try the Power God Ranking.”

Ye Feng also wanted to know what level Hu Feifei could reach after her Saint Ascension.

“Okay.”

Hu Feifei, carrying the Sacred Arms Hunyuan Staff, went to the top of the Power Stele and smashed it down with the staff.

[Rank 25000: Hu Feifei—Misty Sect, Shenzhou]

“Only rank twenty-five thousand? Didn’t you eat?” Ye Feng was speechless, feeling that Hu Feifei was not being serious.

“Humph!” Hu Feifei snorted, immediately entered the first combat mode, and smashed it down again.

This time, she reached rank ten thousand.

“Still not enough,” Ye Feng said.

“Ah!”

Hu Feifei roared in anger, entered the second combat mode, and smashed it down with all her strength.

This time, she ranked at 5000!

“Eh! Reaching the Saint Manifestation Level in just the second combat mode, not bad,” Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, finally satisfied.

“That’s enough.”

Ye Feng communicated telepathically, calling Hu Feifei back.

An hour later.

Ye Feng entered seclusion, and based on Hu Feifei’s experiences of enduring the Saint Ascension Tribulation, continued to deduce the peerless Divine Skills “Heavenly Tribulation Descent.”

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All major worlds were attracted to the new name that appeared on the Power Stele.

“Hu Feifei, ranked five thousand!”

“This person must be a female and also from Ye Feng’s Misty Sect; could it be that she is Ye Feng’s Dual Cultivation Companion?”

“Are you silly? Ye Feng is the False Heavenly Dao, with no physical body; how could he possibly have a Dual Cultivation Companion?”

“That’s true too!”

People looked at the Power Stele and discussed animatedly.

Across Shenzhou,

Many cultivators holding the Golden Strength Divine List scroll quickly noticed Hu Feifei’s ranking.

“To display Saint Manifestation Level power just after breaking through to the Saint Entry Realm, the Saintess is too powerful!”

“The Saintess being powerful is a good thing for our Shenzhou. There’s no need to be surprised; we should be very happy.”

People in various major forces across Shenzhou were alarmed.

Countless people were astonished by Hu Feifei’s strength.

In their view, with a sect having dual saints like Misty Sect, it was bound to rise powerfully.

In Tianmiao Holy Land,

“Saint Manifestation Level power… Why! Why do people from Misty Sect rise strongly just because Ye Feng is the Son of Destiny? I, Yin Rurong, am the first to refuse this!”

Looking at the spiritual injury in the palm of her hand, Yin Rurong’s hatred erupted, truly wishing she could blow up the Thunder Palace.

The Sacred Arms Short Flute was seized; she couldn’t alleviate her spiritual injury.

And with the Thunder Palace under Ye Feng’s control, even if her spiritual injury could be erased, she wouldn’t want to use the Thunder Palace to attain sainthood.

In Yin Rurong’s view, that would be too shameful for her.

“What should I do?”

After pondering, Yin Rurong’s thoughts eventually settled on the Thunder Pool Grand Hall in the Suspended Mountain.

Her gaze grew increasingly sinister.