Chapter 212: Chapter 212 Visiting the Yunhua Sect, Spirit Vein Collapse
 

Young City Lord Jiang Xinyu did not know that Ye Feng was very strong.

However, he could guess that the reason Ye Feng was confronting Qingyun Zhenren was to drive up the price to make a hefty profit.

And now, Ye Feng’s strategy had succeeded.

The closing price of eight thousand Spirit Stones was incredibly high!

Throughout the Shenzhou Continent, the recorded highest transaction price for a middle-grade Spiritual Artifact was the last piece created by an Artifact Refining Master before his passing.

Even though it was only a middle-grade Spiritual Artifact, it also fetched a price of thirteen thousand lower-grade Spirit Stones.

Ye Feng’s Spirit Sword sold for eight thousand, which was considered very high.

“Cough cough! The last auction item has been sold, thank you all for your support to our treasure Pavilion. When there is another auction, this old man will continue to notify all fellow daoists,”

Jiang Daoli greeted everyone with a cupped fist and then hurried away, fearing that Qingyun Zhenren and Ye Feng would start fighting on the spot and involve him.

Inside the private room.

Qingyun Zhenren slowly walked out, holding the Qingyun Sword in one hand, and said with a chuckle, “This Qingyun Sword is as if made by the heavens, among all middle-grade Spiritual Artifacts it can be considered top quality. With it, this real person’s strength can at least match an eight-layer Element Gathering Realm cultivator, and once I break through to the seventh layer of the Element Gathering Realm, even at the peak I will not fear.”

Having said that, he walked out with his hands behind his back.

Right before leaving the door, Qingyun Zhenren suddenly turned his head, showing Ye Feng a smug smile.

Seeing this, Ye Feng deliberately frowned as if conceding defeat.

“Heh!”

Content, Qingyun Zhenren walked away.

He held his head high like a rooster that had won a battle, completely oblivious to the fact that he was the real fool!

Once Qingyun Sect’s group had left treasure Pavilion, Ye Feng, Mo Ying, Shi Lei, and the others in the private room couldn’t hold back any longer and burst into laughter on the spot.

“Sect Master, eight thousand Spirit Stones!”

“We’ve made a killing, a killing.”

“I think our Misty Sect could start relying on auctioning Spiritual Artifacts to make money in the future, let’s set a small goal, say, earning a million first!”

The disciples discussed animatedly.

Ye Feng remained silent, but the smile on his face said it all about his happiness.

“Sect Master Ye, here are your eighty middle-grade Spirit Stones.” Jiang Xinyu flew up, handing over a Spirit Stone bag to Ye Feng, “Normally, our treasure Pavilion would require a one percent processing fee, but Sect Master Ye is a distinguished guest, so we will waive it this time.”

“Oh? Well, thank you for that,” Ye Feng said gratefully.

Having now earned eighty middle-grade Spirit Stones, plus the sixty he had before, Ye Feng was only sixty-eight middle-grade Spirit Stones short of refining the Five Elements Spirit Sword.

Ye Feng believed that it wouldn’t take long to earn them as long as he cooperated with Jiang Xinyu.

“Sect Master Ye…” Jiang Xinyu hesitated, as if constipated.

“What is it, Young City Lord?” asked Ye Feng.

“Aren’t you afraid that Qingyun Zhenren will wait for you outside the city to make a move against you?” Jiang Xinyu expressed his concern.

“No worries,” Ye Feng waved his hand dismissively.

An enemy within the Element Gathering Realm was nothing that a strand of Wind Element Spirit Energy couldn’t restrain. If there was, then three strands of Wind Element Spirit Energy would do the job.

Even with the Qingyun Sword, Qingyun Zhenren wouldn’t be able to withstand the Wind Element Spirit Energy.

Moreover, the Qingyun Sword was refined by Ye Feng using a Refining Furnace, and at a critical moment, he could forcibly break the connection between Qingyun Zhenren and the Qingyun Sword.

However, Ye Feng believed it was best not to use such methods unless absolutely necessary.

Otherwise, if people found out about this, who would dare to buy Spiritual Artifacts produced by the Misty Sect in the future?

“Alright, we have other business to attend to, farewell!” Ye Feng bid his farewell with a cupped fist and left the treasure Pavilion with his disciples.

“Sect Master Ye, this real person has been waiting for a long time.” Just outside the city, Ye Feng saw Yunhua Zhenren waiting for him in midair.

As for Qingyun Zhenren, he had long since departed.

“Yunhua Zhenren? I was just looking for you!”

“Looking for me… For what?”

“Sect Master Ye wants to visit Yunhua Sect, I wonder if it’s convenient?”

“Of course, it’s convenient!”

Ye Feng came to an agreement with Yunhua Zhenren and led the way, taking his disciples towards the Yunhua Mountain Range just over a hundred miles away.

This mountain range stretches over a hundred miles.

The spiritual energy within the mountains is dense, but it floats over several peaks without gathering in one place, let alone forming a spiritual energy vortex, and will disperse over time.

On those peaks are located many of the buildings of the Yunhua Sect.

“Sect Master Ye must have seen it too, our Yunhua Sect’s spirit vein has been severed, making it impossible for the spiritual energy to converge, and so it fails to form a proper climate,” sighed Yunhua Zhenren.

If it weren’t for the issue with the spirit vein, the Yunhua Sect would have long become a star-level sect.

“What exactly is the matter with this spirit vein? Who severed it?” Ye Feng was very curious, so he inquired.

“It was a mysterious strong individual, a thief specializing in stealing spiritual vein cores. It was he who severed the spirit vein and stole the spiritual vein core, resulting in our Yunhua Sect’s inability to advance to a star-level sect,” Yunhua Zhenren said with a face full of sorrow.

This spirit vein can only hold on for at most another ten years.

Once that time passes, the spirit vein will collapse.

At that time, the spiritual energy atop these peaks will also disperse, and the concentration of spiritual energy across the entire Yunhua Mountain Range will drop to a fraction of what it is now, rendering the area unsuitable for cultivation.

“Isn’t there any way to repair the spirit vein?” Ye Feng was curious.

“There are some ways, indeed. It is said that by refining a Demon King’s inner core and setting up a special formation, it can serve as a substitute for the spiritual vein core. Moreover, it could even elevate this miniature spirit vein to a minor spirit vein. However, with our Yunhua Sect’s limited resources, where would we find a Demon King’s inner core?” Yunhua Zhenren spread his hands helplessly.

Ye Feng nodded slightly, “That makes sense… Are there no other methods?”

“There are.”

Yunhua Zhenren thought for a moment, “It’s rumored that setting up a miniature cave-heaven array in the area where the core nucleus of the spirit vein is located can create an inner space akin to a miniature cave heaven world, which can form an area that gathers spiritual energy, replacing the function of the core nucleus.”

“Unfortunately, there are few who know how to set up a miniature cave-heaven array, and within the territory of the Mystique Kingdom, there have been rumors that such formations have already been lost,” he continued, as he looked up to the sky and heaved a long sigh.

A miniature cave-heaven array?

Ye Feng recalled the time he cracked the miniature cave heaven world left by the Divine Race in the Taiyue Mountain Range, obtaining a miniature cave-heaven array. If he were to etch it out according to that, he should be able to complete it.

After a moment.

A group of people landed on the highest peak of the Yunhua Mountain Range.

This place was the main peak of Yunhua, also home to the Sect Master’s Grand Hall of the Yunhua Sect. Upon hearing of Ye Feng’s arrival, all the great elders hurried over, sitting in the hall, and had a pleasant conversation with Ye Feng.

The Fourth Elder Liu Yuzhi even called over Lin Yuyan and other outstanding disciples from the sect to wait in front of the grand hall’s doors.

“Sect Master Ye, what brings you here on this occasion?” asked the Yunhua Sect Grand Elder, an old man with a kind expression and a cultivation level at the third peak of the Element Gathering Realm.

“Our Misty Sect is about to attempt to become a star-level sect. The main purpose of my visit is to learn from the esteemed members of Yunhua Sect and to see what our Misty Sect is lacking,” Ye Feng got straight to the point.

“So that’s the matter. Let’s first enjoy the banquet, then tomorrow morning, this true person will personally accompany Sect Master Ye on a tour of our Yunhua Sect’s major areas and provide explanations,” Yunhua Zhenren said courteously.

“In that case, thank you very much,” Ye Feng said gratefully.

But, before the people could sit down to eat, the entire Yunhua Mountain Range suddenly shook. Everyone hurriedly left the banquet hall, only to see countless fissures emerging on the ground as if it was about to explode.

“No good, the collapse of the spirit vein is accelerating!” Yunhua Zhenren’s face turned pale as he flew towards a certain place.

Ye Feng, without saying a word, followed.

In an underground cavern three hundred meters deep.

Yunhua Zhenren, the four Elders, Ye Feng, Mo Ying, and others floated in midair, observing the giant stalagmite in the cavern about a hundred meters high that was cracking and triggering the collapse of the entire Yunhua Mountain Range.

Ye Feng noticed that the upper half of the stalagmite had vanished, as if it had been cleaved by a sword.

It seems this stalagmite was the Yunhua Sect’s miniature spirit vein.

As for the core nucleus, it was already gone.

“Quick, stabilize the spirit vein, or the Yunhua Mountain Range is doomed!”

Watching the continuously cracking stalagmite, Yunhua Zhenren was shocked, swiftly infusing an endless stream of true yuan into the stalagmite.

The four great elders were also busy at work.

But even with five individuals at the Element Gathering Realm taking action, the stalagmite still unleashed waves of shockwaves that transformed into earthquakes, sweeping across the entire Yunhua Mountain Range.

For a moment, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.

All faces were filled with fear, and hearts with despair.

“Stop!”

In the nick of time, Ye Feng made his move.