Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Sixty-three figures stood up in unison and emitted deafening roars.    

A few of the injured disciples had blood-red eyes.    

"Very well, then we must use our fists to tell them, that no matter who it is, no matter what kind of Abyss Alliance he is from the outer sect or is it, no one can bully us as they please."    

"From tomorrow onwards, we must unite as one, and then... He would do his best to choose high-tier cultivation techniques and battle techniques to increase his battle prowess. We need to rely on our own strength to become stronger. "    

With regards to the aura of the crowd, Ye Feng nodded his head in satisfaction.    

The disadvantage of service disciples was obvious. If their cultivation base was not high enough and their combat power was not strong enough, they could only rely on cultivation techniques to improve quickly.    

However, when he finished speaking, he noticed that many of the disciples had a trace of awkwardness flash across their eyes and they didn't have any other intentions.    

"But what difficulties?"    

Ye Feng opened his mouth to ask, but in reality, he had already faintly guessed a few things in his heart.    

"Cough …" Our sect's cultivation technique and martial skills can only be exchanged with Dao talismans, and our sect only gives us a pitiful piece of it every month. Junior Brother Ye, I won't hide it from you that our big fellow's usual martial skills are only at most Earth Rank, and some of them even cultivate Profound Rank … "    

"Of course, you can also use Spiritual Stone to buy Dao talismans, but a Dao talisman worth five hundred thousand Spiritual Stone isn't something that an ordinary person can afford …"    

Wang Yuwei had an embarrassed expression.    

"This …"    

"Allow me to think about the matter of the martial skill. Leave it to me."    

With a wave of his hand, Ye Feng gave Yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei a look, and the three of them turned around and walked out of the pavilion.    

"Junior Brother Ye, why are you taking so much responsibility for this?"    

"In order to exchange for one Earth Rank Martial Technique, one would need at least ten ordinary Dao talismans. Over sixty people would have more than six hundred Dao talismans, and one Dao talisman would be worth five hundred thousand Spiritual Stone. In other words, it is equivalent to three hundred million high grade Spiritual Stone."    

"Have you lost your mind? Do you have so many Spiritual Stone?"    

Just as he left the pavilion, Wang Yuwei rushed forward with an anxious expression.    

"That's right, Junior Brother Ye. This is everyone's affair, we cannot place our pressure on you alone."    

Yuan Ningzhen puffed her cheeks, thinking that Ye Feng had acted on impulse.    

Ye Feng laughed, and nodded: "300 million high rank Spiritual Stone, is indeed a natural number, so naturally, I cannot afford it. However, as long as I have a month or so … It's almost possible. "    

"After all, a second level low rank inscription can sell for three million Spiritual Stone. It's enough to sell a hundred of them."    

Ka-cha! *    

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Wang Yuwei's figure staggered on the spot, and he crashed headfirst into a large tree at the side.    

"A hundred Second Level Inscription?!"    

"Madness, you've really gone mad …"    

Rubbing his aching cheeks, Wang Yuwei looked at Ye Feng as if he was looking at a monster.    

"Junior Brother Ye Feng, looks like … You want to trade your inscription for a Dao talisman? That's a good idea. However … Can your current success rate for Second Level Inscription reach thirty percent? "    

Laughing and patting her hands, Yuan Ningzhen climbed onto Ye Feng's shoulder and asked.    

"Yes."    

Smelling the sweet scent that wafted towards him, Ye Feng strangely nodded his head.    

"Alright, even if you achieve a thirty percent success rate, a set of Second Level Inscription materials would at least cost a million Spiritual Stone and a hundred Second Level Inscription would require a hundred million. Counting the thirty percent success rate, that would be three hundred million."    

"Just the cost of materials is 300 million. With that 300 million, I might as well just buy a Dao talisman. Do I even need to use an inscription to exchange for it?"    

"Moreover, you might not be clear about the price of a scroll with an inscription, but a Second Level Inscription would at least cost four or five million. It's also not a small amount of money."    

Yuan Ningzhen counted with her slender fingers.    

Ye Feng was shocked, he had actually forgotten about the debt of the ingredients. Inscription masters were indeed a profession that burned through money. As far as Third Grade Inscription Master was concerned, a 30% success rate was already pretty good.    

Of course, this was also because of his extremely high success rate in inscription techniques. Otherwise, Ye Feng would not dare to have such thoughts.    

"So …" We should think of another way to deal with Dao-seals. Right, where should we go now? "    

The thoughtful expression that Ye Feng revealed made the two of them think that he had given up on this idea. In order to comfort Ye Feng, Wang Yuwei changed the topic and asked.    

"Where is the Inscription House? Last night, I carved some Second Level Inscription s and wanted to test their quality. "    

After some slight hesitation, Ye Feng asked.    

"What …" In just a single night, you managed to inscribe another Second Level Inscription. What a … "What a freak."    

Wang Yuwei's face was filled with jealousy and envy.    

Ordinary inscription masters need to adjust their condition to the best possible before they choose to draw inscriptions. Normally, they use the month as their unit of interval.    

As for Ye Feng, he had only obtained the qualifications to be an inscription master at the third level during the day.    

"Inscription House isn't far from here. It's good to take a look and get familiar with the environment of the outer court."    

Yuan Ningzhen nodded.    

The three of them proceeded forward. As they neared the boundary between the inner and outer courtyard, a gigantic building appeared before them.    

This building was built beside a mountain and next to a river. Golden tiles covered its surface, and surrounding it were towering jade pillars that resembled mountains. At the entrance, there was even a huge stone tablet that was over ten feet tall.    

"There is a rule in the Inscription House. If you are not an inscription master, you are not allowed to enter as you wish. However, as long as you have an inscription, you can come here and exchange Dao talismans. The price is fair …"    

Wang Yuwei whispered as he walked in front of the towering gate.    

"Where did this beggar come from?!"    

A few steps away, a woman wearing an inscription robe frowned as she glanced at the three of them. Then, she actually used her hand to rub her nose.    

Ye Feng snorted coldly, but just as he was about to flare up, he was pulled back by two people.    

"Junior Brother Ye, if you don't wear an inscription robe, it's best not to provoke these people. Many of them come from the Inner Sect, and have solid backgrounds."    

Even Yuan Ningzhen, who was never afraid of causing trouble, became a lot more cautious after coming here.    

Ye Feng's gaze swept across the female inscription master's chest. There was a copper badge hung there, with two bronze carvings on it. It was a second grade bronze badge representing a trainee inscription master.    

He did not intend to reveal his identity as an Inscription Master too soon. If there was an Inscription Master staying in the Factotum Tavern, it would naturally attract the attention of others …