"You all continue cultivating for now. I'll take a look around... Oh, by the way, if anyone has any doubts about cultivation, you can ask me now; otherwise, I'll be leaving shortly."
Ye Feng said to the disciples.
"Sect Master, I have a question!"
"Me too!"
The disciples crowded around.
"Don't rush. Form a line and come one by one."
Ye Feng sat at the front of the mountain gate.
He emitted no fluctuations of cultivation power.
Those passing by, if they didn't look closely at Ye Feng's face and recognize him as the Misty Sect's Sect Master, might think he was merely a mortal without cultivation.
"Ru Feng, what question do you have?"
Ye Feng pointed at a shy young boy.
This individual was a Fifth Generation Disciple, appearing to be only fifteen years old, but his cultivation level had already reached the Divine Origin Realm—considered quite a genius.
