Seven Stars Old Ancestor, Ten Billion Spirit Stones?

A short while later, the magnificent Ancient Clan Great Hall appeared.

Two figures were chatting and laughing inside the main hall.

"Senior Yang, thank you for your painstaking guidance and the great support of the Immortal Sect. It is thanks to your guidance that I have made such great progress."

A middle-aged man of unremarkable appearance spoke up.

Although the man was not good-looking, his clothes were very expensive, and he exuded an aura of authority.

The man was none other than the Ancient Clan Head Ancient Clan, but he maintained a very humble posture in front of the figure beside him.

"Ancient Clan, you are too kind. As Jian Fan's master, I should teach him diligently."

"Fan'er's achievements today are inseparable from his own talent and hard work."

The figure sitting to the side spoke up; it was none other than Sword Madman Yang Feng.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jianfan was not far away, scratched his head sheepishly.

My master was indeed very good to me, but he was also quite strict, ordering me to draw my sword 100,000 times a day at the summit of Sword Peak.

And you also need to observe the flowers and grass every day, watching them bloom and fade.

However, I understand my master's good intentions and have never complained.

Just then, a guard entered after being informed.

"Master, the young man has been brought here and is waiting outside the hall."

Upon hearing this, the Ancient Clan head looked apologetic and said to the person beside him, "Senior Yang..."

"It's alright, Ancient Clan, please handle your business first."

"Senior, then I shall take my leave."

After the Ancient Clan Head finished speaking respectfully, he stood up and said to the guard, "Let the young man in."

He was also very puzzled by this.

A boy with extraordinary talent, whose Grandfather has connections to his Lineage —who could it be...?

Could they be descendants of that senior?

Just as the Ancient Clan head was pondering, a young man dressed in simple white clothes walked in. The person who came was Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was filled with shock; he had never seen such a scene before.

He was immediately struck by the magnificent pavilions and towers, the imposing architecture, and the incredibly luxurious decorations as he entered the Ancient Clan. Each scene impacted his young heart.

Fortunately, his Grandfather had taught him to have pride since he was a child, so although Ye Feng was shocked, he remained calm.

"Ye Feng greets the Ancient Clan Head."

Looking at the imposing middle-aged man in front of him, Ye Feng guessed that this must be the Ancient Clan Head.

"Ancient Clan, I have come here today to ask you for a favor."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he handed over the strangely shaped token from his pocket with both hands.

His surname is Ye! And he has a token!

Upon seeing this, the Ancient Clan head was startled, his face flushed as he accepted the token and examined it closely.

Seven sides, seven stars, and the word ancient is engraved on it!

That's right! That's right! This is the Seven Stars Old Ancestor's exclusive token!

On one side of the main hall, Gu Jianfan, standing behind Yang Feng, was puzzled by this.

What's wrong with Father? Why is he reacting so strongly?

Wait a minute! This boy's surname is Ye! And he's holding a token!

Could it be a descendant of that senior?

A sudden inspiration struck Gu Jianfan, and he thought of something.

My Ancient Clan has a benefactor. Fifty thousand years ago, my Ancient Clan faced a life-or-death calamity when a vicious force in the Central Domain set its sights on the Ancient Clan.

The Ancient Clan fought valiantly, but their strength was far inferior. Just when all the family members were in despair, a mysterious elder came to their rescue, which saved the Ancient Clan from disaster.

At that time, the only remaining ancestor of his Ancient Clan, the Seven Stars Old Ancestor, had given his token to that mysterious senior.

They also established an ancestral precept that anyone who comes to the Ancient Clan with the Seven Stars Token must be treated with the utmost respect, and any request from the utmost respect must be fulfilled to the best of their ability.

And that mysterious senior is surnamed Ye!

Thinking this, Gu Jianfan's heart was also filled with shock, and he looked at the white-robed youth in front of him in astonishment.

"Gu Tong, the 200th patriarch of the Ancient Clan, pays respects to Your Excellency!"

At this moment, the head of the Ancient Clan in front spoke respectfully in a loud voice and bowed deeply.

This completely baffled Ye Feng. What the hell is going on?

Grandfather has such a lot of influence?

"Whatever your needs are for this visit, please feel free to speak up, and our Ancient Clan will do our utmost to fulfill them."

After bowing, the head of the Ancient Clan straightened up and said solemnly.

"Um, Ancient Clan, I've come here simply to borrow some spirit stones."

"I urgently need it now, and I will repay it tenfold in the future."

Ye Feng then explained the purpose of his visit.

Upon hearing this, Ancient Clan's heart stirred. The Supreme One needs spirit stones? That's easy to solve.

"How much do you want, Your Excellency? My Ancient Clan will do everything we can to raise it, even if it means selling our pots and pans."

If the Supreme Being demands too much, the Ancient Clan will have no choice but to sell off their assets. In any case, they must satisfy the Supreme Being's demands.

Sell everything they own? With the Ancient Clan's strength, producing a High-Grade Spirit Stone shouldn't be a problem, right?

Did the Ancient Clan head misunderstand him?

Thinking this, Ye Feng held up one finger.

"Ancient Clan, I would like to borrow..."

"One hundred million High-Grade Spirit Stone? No problem, Your Excellency, I'll have someone bring them over right away."

Before Ye Feng could finish speaking, the Ancient Clan head, with his wealth and arrogance, preemptively spoke up.

One hundred million High-Grade Spirit Stone is a small amount for the Ancient Clan now; that would be too extravagant. It's more like a moderate amount.

One hundred million!

Upon hearing this, even Ye Feng, who possessed an extraordinary composure, couldn't hold back his emotions.

One hundred million! That's a fortune! It could pile up into a mountain! And the best part is, it's all High-Grade Spirit Stone!

Ye Feng quickly shook his head.

"Ten billion high -High-Grade Spirit Stone? Your Excellency, please wait a moment, I will send someone to prepare them immediately."

Seeing this, the Ancient Clan head realized he hadn't said enough and quickly spoke again.

One billion High-Grade Spirit Stone is about average; our Ancient Clan can afford it.

A billion! Ye Feng was greatly shocked and quickly raised that finger, shaking his head frantically again.

He was so shocked that he forgot to speak for a moment.

"One hundred billion High-Grade Spirit Stone!"

This finally moved the Ancient Clan head. One hundred billion spirit stones was already a super-meaning amount for his Lineage.

However, to satisfy the Venerable One, he still spoke with a firm look in his eyes, "Please wait half a day, Venerable One, and I will go down to prepare it myself."

At this moment, Ye Feng was completely dumbfounded. He only wanted a High-Grade Spirit Stone! What the hell was 10 billion?

"Ancient Clan, you have misunderstood. I only came here to borrow a High-Grade Spirit Stone. I will definitely come back with ten High-Grade Spirit Stones to repay you in the future."

Ye Feng took a deep breath and quickly began to explain.

The moment Ye Feng spoke, the Ancient Clan patriarch was shocked, "One hundred billion...!"

When he heard it clearly, he was utterly astonished. "What? The Venerable One wants a High-Grade Spirit Stone?"

"Piece???"

At this moment, he was filled with questions.

I believe everyone reading this can empathize with his feelings, just like when one of you billionaire readers suddenly has a friend come to your door asking to borrow a dollar.

"What? Is there a problem?"

"No problem, no problem," now it was the Ancient Clan head's turn to shake his head frantically.

He then took out a High-Grade Spirit Stone from his own spatial magic treasure and respectfully handed it to the young man in front of him.

Ye Feng accepted the spirit stone and nodded in satisfaction.

I used three High-Grade Spirit Stones to teleport here from Little River Village, and now I have seventeen spirit stones left.

Adding this one to my hand, that makes eighteen pieces, just enough to reach the Eastern Domain of Spirit Province.

I'm sure I'll make it on time this time!

I'm able to join the Azure Cloud Immortal Sect!

Thinking of this, Ye Feng was extremely excited, but he did not show it and remained calm.

"Thank you very much, Ancient Clan. This spirit stone has been a great help to me."

Ye Feng cupped his hands in greeting.

I never imagined that Grandfather had such a strong backup plan for himself!

And this Ancient Clan is really rich! Good heavens, they were shouting about 1 billion spirit stones, 10 billion spirit stones, and it seems the Ancient Clan head wanted to say 100 billion at the end.

"No... no need to be so polite. It is an honor for our Ancient Clan to be able to help you, Venerable One."

The Ancient Clan head was still in a daze.

The Venerable One has come all this way, just for a single High-Grade Spirit Stone?!

Could it be that something happened to my benefactor?

"Your Excellency, if I may be so bold as to ask, um... how is your Grandfather doing?"

The Ancient Clan head felt uneasy and tentatively asked.

The boy said that his Grandfather knew his Ancient Clan, so that benefactor must be the boy's Grandfather.

"Oh, my Grandfather? My Grandfather is in great health."

"He can hoe ten acres of land a day, which amazes even the big yellow ox in the neighboring field."

Ye Feng didn't think much of it. His Grandfather knew the Ancient Clan, so it was normal for the Ancient Clan Head to show concern and inquire about his Grandfather.

"That's good, that's good."

The Ancient Clan head breathed a sigh of relief. His benefactor was alright, and he had even gone to the fields to hoe the land himself. It seemed that he had grown weary of the world and had chosen to retire from public life.

"Since there's nothing else, Ancient Clan, I'll be taking my leave now. Farewell."

After Ye Feng finished speaking with his hands clasped in greeting, he walked out of the main hall.

Time is precious, so let's keep going!

Immortal Sect! I've arrived!

"Your Excellency, please wait! I have something else to discuss."

Seeing that Ye Feng was about to leave, the Ancient Clan head hurriedly called out to him.

"Oh? Is there anything else, Ancient Clan?"