Chapter 203: A Ring Filled with Top-Quality Spiritual Weapons

When the middle-aged man finished washing up, changed into new clothes, and appeared before Ye Feng once again, Ye Feng finally got a clear view of that face which had been mostly covered by hair and stained black earlier.
It was a middle-aged man around forty years old, with a clearly defined face showing traces of wear and tear. His neatly trimmed beard indicated that he must be a man of status. He was slightly taller than Ye Feng and appeared much stronger. After putting on new clothes, he carried the air of a master.
What surprised Ye Feng the most was that, if not for that foolish smile on his face, he actually exuded an aura of authority without even raising his voice—a kind of presence that couldn’t be faked easily.
Ye Feng asked him to sit across from him, brewed him a cup of green tea, then spoke up.
“Can you talk?”
“Can you talk?” The middle-aged man repeated Ye Feng’s words with a silly smile on his face.
“Alright, then tell me your name.” Only after confirming that the man could speak did Ye Feng feel relieved, as he hadn’t heard him make any sound before.
“I don’t know…” The middle-aged man shook his head.
“Then… do you remember where you come from?” Ye Feng had little hope for an answer since the man couldn’t even remember his own name.
“I don’t know…” The man shook his head innocently again.
“Do you have any relatives or friends?” Ye Feng continued to ask.
“I’m the patriarch’s father!” At this question, the middle-aged man’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed happily at Ye Feng.
“Huh…” Ye Feng was momentarily stunned by this nonsensical statement. “Which sect? Do you remember?”
“I… I don’t know…” The man was stunned for a while before shaking his head again.
Hearing this answer, Ye Feng clearly felt disheartened. After all, there were thousands of sects alone on the Agri Planet. Moreover, Ye Feng couldn’t be sure whether the man came from another planet. Throughout the entire cultivation world, there were at least millions of various sects. Relying solely on the unverifiable claim of “I’m the patriarch’s father” made it extremely difficult to determine his true identity.
At that moment, Ye Feng caught a glimpse of a ring on his hand. “Is that a storage ring?”

Seeing Ye Feng look at his ring, the man covered his own ring with his hand and glanced at Ye Feng warily. “The sect leader said the ring cannot be given to others!”
“I just want to check if there are any items inside containing information about your sect. If I can find such items, I can have your son bring you back,” Ye Feng said helplessly. It was clear that someone had already told him not to give the ring to others casually.
“The ring cannot be given…” The middle-aged man stubbornly shook his head.
“Alright… if you won’t give it, then forget it. Otherwise, check by yourself if there’s anything from your sect inside! I don’t want your ring; I just want to see if there are any items with your sect’s markings,” Ye Feng said, spreading his hands.
After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged man finally withdrew his wary gaze and focused on the ring in his hand. He took out an item from it…
Ye Feng was slightly surprised to see the long sword placed on the coffee table—it was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon…
Just as Ye Feng recovered from his shock, he saw the second item the man took out—a top-grade spiritual weapon armor…
Third item: a top-grade spiritual weapon armor.
Fourth item: a top-grade spiritual weapon sword…
After the middle-aged man took out ten top-grade spiritual weapons in a row, he then took out some material for refining weapons…
“Ten top-grade spiritual weapons… plus materials for refining…” Ye Feng’s expression changed from surprise to seriousness. “Could he be from a Weapon Refining Sect?”
Ye Feng guessed this because top-grade spiritual weapons were not widely used in the entire cultivation world. Moreover, ordinary people wouldn’t keep so many extra spiritual weapons in their rings, let alone valuable top-grade ones.
However, Ye Feng wasn’t sure about his guess. It was possible the man used to be just a spiritual weapon collector, which explained why there were so many top-grade spiritual weapons in his ring. The materials might have been collected by him himself for others to refine and use. But Ye Feng knew this possibility was even smaller than encountering someone from a Weapon Refining Sect.
“He said he’s the sect leader’s father? Could he be Shen Yi, the sect leader of the Weapon Refining Sect,’s father?” Ye Feng shook his head, dismissing this somewhat crazy idea.
As Ye Feng pondered this question, a powerful aura came from behind him. He turned around to see a red long sword floating in the air, its tip pointed at him, as if the sword was sizing him up.

Ye Feng broke out in a cold sweat. This long sword already had a sword spirit, an independent consciousness, and was unowned. That’s why it was fixated on the people in this room, trying to determine who was worthy of being its master. Undoubtedly, Ye Feng was its first target for evaluation. After a long standoff, the sword suddenly moved, creating a thin crack in the air. By the time Ye Feng noticed it again, the blade was less than an inch away from his forehead, while its back was held tightly by the middle-aged man. “Rebellious thing!” With just one slap, the sword was driven deep into the floor, leaving only the hilt visible above the surface. “Is this a demonic weapon?” Ye Feng immediately realized what he had encountered. “It must be at least a mid-tier demonic weapon. I didn’t even have a chance to resist.” After pulling out the mid-tier demonic weapon, the middle-aged man put it into his ring and reverted to his foolish appearance. At this moment, Ye Feng no longer dared to underestimate this man. If not for him, he would likely have died already. The spirit of a demonic weapon was indeed violent; when choosing a master, those not selected would probably all be killed. As for what had just happened, Xiao Yu and Bernard didn’t quite understand what had taken place. They couldn’t fathom why the weapon attacked on its own. “Boss, was that a sword just now? Why did it seem alive?” Bernard asked after being stunned for a while. “That sword already has a spirit. It was automatically choosing a master!” Ye Feng nodded. “It’s a demonic weapon, and its spirit is a murderous creature.” Ye Feng walked over to the middle-aged man and nodded at him. “Thank you for saving my life just now!” Hearing this, the middle-aged man grinned foolishly at Ye Feng. “Disobedient! Deserves to be beaten!” The presence from earlier had clearly attracted the attention of others as well. Ye Feng’s door was knocked on. Ye Feng went to the door and opened it. Standing there was Makas, who looked at Ye Feng curiously. “What happened here?” “Nothing!” Ye Feng shook his head with a smile. “Oh, is it okay if I come in and sit for a while?” After glancing around the room, Old Makas looked at Ye Feng expectantly. “Uh, sorry, I have a guest right now. It might not be convenient…” Ye Feng shook his head. “Well then, I’ll come back another day!” Makas left reluctantly.

After closing the door, Ye Feng let out a long sigh. Every time he encountered Makas, he felt worried—afraid that Makas would discover he had killed his grandson or that he might turn on him. Meanwhile, when Makas returned to his own room, his expression was one of confusion. “That aura of a mid-tier demonic artifact just now—was it just my imagination? There’s clearly no one in Ye Feng’s room…”
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Agrhi Planet, Branch of the Artificer Sect.
The communicators around Lin Peng and Jiang Yuansong’s waists rang again.
“I’m finally getting news from you. Who is the elder coming this time?” Lin Peng asked impatiently.
“I’m contacting you not only about this matter but also to tell you something else!” Xu Yanghong paused briefly before continuing.
“Wei Jie has been killed. On Desaat Planet, we used spirit-guiding demonic dogs to locate his death site. But there’s no body—likely disposed of using some special method, leaving nothing behind. His storage ring was also taken, so there’s no chance of recovering those artificer materials. The order with the Beast Taming Sect is probably lost as well. But the responsibility lies with Wei Jie and the Grand Elder. Although you two are partly responsible, it’s not a big issue.”
“The Elders’ Council and the Sect Master have agreed to send the Twelfth Elder to assist you in guarding the area.” This news from Xu Yanghong left Lin Peng and Jiang Yuansong slightly stunned.
“What? The Twelfth Elder? Are you sure you’re not kidding us? Please don’t joke at a time like this.” Lin Peng glanced at Jiang Yuansong, his expression tinged with anticipation.
Even Jiang Yuansong stared intently at the communicator, waiting for a reply.
“It’s true!” Xu Yanghong gave them the answer they wanted.
“But don’t get too excited just yet, because there’s something that might keep you busy.” There was a mischievous smile in Xu Yanghong’s voice. “The Thirteenth Elder has gone missing. The Sect Master and the Grand Elder suspect he might have headed to Agrhi Planet… Once the Twelfth Elder arrives, you two must help her find the Thirteenth Elder at all costs.”
“How could such a thing happen?” Jiang Yuansong asked in surprise.
“Yesterday, he accidentally entered the Elders’ Council and overheard their discussion about Agrhi Planet. Then today, someone found out he had disappeared…”

“How could he know where Agri Planet is? Besides, it takes many teleportations to reach that teleportation array on Ice Blue Planet—how could he know the exact route?” Jiang Yuansong pressed further.
“Don’t forget, he didn’t stay in the Artificer Sect for long. Who knows where else he’s been? And don’t forget either that he knows how to use interstellar teleportation. If he wanted to, he might have already reached Agri Planet by now…”