Ye Feng secretly issued the order.
Disciples of the Misty Holy Sect went out one after another to help Ye Feng find the materials needed for the Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Tree.
Wuyuan City.
In a low-key yet luxurious mansion.
Ye Feng sat on the seat and laughed, "Senior, the news outside is fake, I'm not dead yet! My disciple, Ouyang Feng, isn't dead either."
Seeing Ye Feng still lively and full of vigor, Wuyuan Great Dao Venerable sighed in relief, "You scared me to death, I thought this unparalleled genius had died young!"
Ye Feng smiled, "I was cooperating with Ouyang Feng to put on a show, successfully deceiving Dao Venerable Jintong. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that the master of Dark Night Pavilion's branch was him."
Wuyuan Great Dao Venerable's face immediately turned serious.
It was only today that he knew the master of the Dark Night Pavilion's branch actually had a cultivation level of the mid-stage peak among Great Dao Venerables.
