Chapter 538: Farewell to the Master

After returning to Cent City, Ye Feng did not go to scour the ruins with Jin and the others as he had planned earlier. Instead, he chose to enter seclusion. A brief period of seclusion after refining pills had allowed his Law Secret Patterns to easily reach 2,000. Knowing this was a benefit of his strengthened soul, he naturally refused to miss this opportunity to advance his Law Secret Patterns. After 130,000 years in the Refinement Realm, he finally grasped 3,000 Law Secret Patterns.

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao arrived as scheduled.
“I really didn’t expect you to grasp 3,000 Law Secret Patterns in such a short time,” the Heavenly Dao remained as before—clad in a plain white robe, with a faint smile on his face. “You little guy has made quite a lot of progress lately!”
“Master, I’m sorry for letting you down,” Ye Feng said. In front of the Heavenly Dao, he wasn’t as reserved as he was in front of the Immortal. He couldn’t explain why.
“Grasping Law Secret Patterns also requires a high level of soul strength. I truly didn’t expect you to master 3,000 of them so quickly, nor did I expect your soul strength to rise to the peak of the Supreme Saint level so fast,” the Heavenly Dao said, stroking his gray beard with satisfaction. “For mastering 3,000 Secret Patterns, I naturally have a reward, but you’ll need to work hard to obtain it.”
“What is it?” Ye Feng asked curiously.
“You’ll find out when the time comes. Consider it a initiation gift!” The Heavenly Dao winked at Ye Feng. “Only by mastering 3,000 Secret Patterns can you truly enter my sect and receive the initiation gift.”
“What about more Law Secret Patterns later?” Ye Feng was more concerned about this, as he felt it shouldn’t be difficult to grasp another 1,000 patterns while the momentum was still there.
“It will be given along with the initiation gift…” The Heavenly Dao’s smile carried a hint of cunning. “Come, I’ll give you information about that place.”

With that, two fingers pressed against Ye Feng’s forehead, and a golden light slowly flowed into his mind. Suddenly, a great deal of information filled Ye Feng’s mind. It took him some time to recover, after which he looked at the Heavenly Dao with gratitude.

“I’ve fully mastered these 50,000 formations, along with the previous 10,000. It shouldn’t be difficult to comprehend 9,000 of the secret laws and patterns. As for the changes within your dantian, it’s a great opportunity. All I can offer are suggestions—use them as a reference and evolve them according to your own ideas.” Yet, Heaven Dao was somewhat puzzled. He couldn’t detect any clues about the changes in Ye Feng’s dantian and had no idea who was behind it. This made him realize that Ye Feng must have caught the attention of some extremely powerful being, who helped evolve his dantian to such a degree. “There’s not much left to say. Practice hard. When you’ve mastered 10,000 of the secret laws and patterns, I’ll appear again. Just don’t mind me, old man.” Heaven Dao disappeared as suddenly as he had appeared. Ye Feng was completely immersed in deducing formations… When Long Tian and the others were transported out of the secret realm, over eighty years had passed. Ye Yan had already succeeded in refining Hell Magma 15 years after Ye Feng left, enabling both Ye Feng and all his clones to reach the peak of the Holy Spirit level. After that, he entered the Liuluan Hall to meditate. Bai Yiyi, who returned with Ye Feng, joined everyone in a thorough cleanup. Using the excuse that she couldn’t finish all those inner cores, she gave each of Pearl and the others 10,000 pieces. Although it was fine for Bai Yiyi to chew on those inner cores as candy, the greedy Xiao Liu wasn’t so lucky. After eating one, his dantian almost burst, forcing him to enter seclusion. This scared Pearl and the others, who now viewed inner cores as poison. Though they knew they were valuable, they dared not consume them and could only wait for Ye Feng to refine them into pills before using them. Such inner cores were truly beyond their reach—Xiao Liu was the perfect example. Bai Yiyi’s cultivation also rapidly reached the peak of a Saint during the process of chewing on inner cores, though her spiritual cultivation saw little progress. When Long Tian and the others returned, they distributed inner cores to Pearl and the others, only to find that they weren’t as overjoyed as expected. Upon inquiry, they learned about Xiao Liu’s situation, which made Long Tian laugh heartily.

“Please, that thing is the inner core of a sage-level powerhouse. If you want to take it directly, you need to reach the sage level at least. Even at the level of an ancestral god, to absorb its effects, you have to first turn it into a pill,” explained Long Tian. “The reason Xiaobai took it that way is because she’s already at the sage level, and the strength of her soul has reached the level of a sacred envoy. Moreover, as a magical beast, her physique is far stronger than ours, and her absorption ability is also much greater.”
After explaining all this, Long Tian realized Ye Feng was nowhere to be seen. “Where’s that kid Ye Feng?”
“He came back over eighty years ago and went into seclusion. We don’t know what he’s been up to…” Pearl shrugged.
“I guess he’s deducing the secret patterns of the laws. His soul strength is sufficient to deduce three thousand such patterns. With ten thousand times the acceleration of the Refining Realm’s time, over eight hundred years have already passed. With Ye Feng’s talent, that’s enough time.”
Fifteen thousand new formations were the ones Ye Feng mastered over eight hundred years, adding to the more than eight thousand he already knew, bringing the total to over twenty-three thousand formations—almost triple the number before his seclusion. With the support of these formations, Ye Feng guessed that even if he couldn’t grasp five thousand secret patterns, four thousand five hundred should not be a problem.
“Brother Long and the others should be back in Sent City by now, right?” Ye Feng calculated the time—it matched his estimate. Then he stepped out of the Refining Realm.
“You finally decided to come out!” Long Tian spotted Ye Feng emerging from seclusion right away. “All this time was enough to deduce three thousand secret patterns, right? Has the master appeared? Do we have the subsequent patterns?”
“I’ve deduced three thousand patterns, and the master has appeared, but not the subsequent patterns,” Ye Feng said with a wry smile, shaking his head.
“Why? Weren’t you told he would appear in person to teach us?” Long Tian asked, puzzled.
“There’s also an assessment. Only by passing it can we get the subsequent patterns,” Ye Feng shook his head. “The assessment is in the Holy Realm. The master sent me the coordinates, but I might not be able to leave in the short term.”
“Really? Look, we’re acting like elementary school kids now,” Long Tian joked self-deprecatingly. “By the way, I heard from Pearl and the others that you’re planning another auction?”

“Well, we’ll wait until you all return and everyone is here, then we can discuss how to organize the second auction. After all, last time it was just a small-scale event; this time we need to do proper advertising and promotion to ensure everyone in the Divine Realm knows about it. Anyway, our wealth now is much greater than before—those treasures obtained from secret realms and ruins can each be sold at an exorbitant price.”
“Yes, we really need to make it a proper event. Taking this opportunity, we can also sell off quite a few of the remaining houses,” Long Tian nodded as well, his eyes shining with excitement.