Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng subconsciously cursed in a low voice, annoyed. However, the Elemental Spirit by the side snappily snorted and said, "Capturing one true Fifth Grade Inscription Grandmaster in half a month's time would mean waking up from a dream. You're only spending so much time, and you're actually thinking of capturing one?"    

"To tell you the truth, if you can catch a Charming Insect, it means that you have already passed the test of control. In addition to your current mental strength, there's a large chance that you can successfully pass the Fifth Grade Inscription Grandmaster examination."    

Hearing that, Ye Feng was stunned, he immediately calmed down and started to capture again.    

When these guys didn't suffer any external attacks, they liked to gather together. Once they were dispersed, they would quickly turn into a small black shadow.    

This time, he learnt his lesson and stopped using the method of charging recklessly. The Charming Insect was like nothing and after dispersing, it was washed away by the Spirit Power at a high speed, like a fish swimming in water.    

It was impossible to become stronger, so he could only make a detour.    

Dividing a strand of his mental energy, Ye Feng carefully followed the tracks of the black figures. Only after an entire two hours did Ye Feng roughly figure out the moving path of the Charming Insect.    

Swoosh!    

In the next moment, the Spirit power that was following him pierced out and wrapped around one point like lightning.    

However … The Charming Insect moved even faster, and when its spirit energy was about to touch him, it suddenly jumped forward and appeared an inch away.    

Ye Feng got nothing.    

"F * ck, laozi doesn't believe that I can't deal with you!"    

Having his fighting spirit ignited, Ye Feng cursed in a low voice. His spirit in his divine sea became countless threads that hung behind the black figure, searching for the right opportunity.    

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!    

Countless green lights danced around, the mental force that Ye Feng had mobilized scattered like a huge net, continuously adjusting its position to capture the Charming Insect.    

Ye Feng sweated profusely and did everything he could to control his mental strength. The black figures among the Phantom Stone, on the other hand, would move around from time to time to dodge Ye Feng's attempts to capture them.    

In the blink of an eye, a day had passed. Ye Feng was so tired that he fell to the ground.    

The spiritual energy that was needed to capture the Charming Insect was even more difficult than the inscriptions. Especially with the high intensity concentration, his nerves constantly maintained a high level of nervousness.    

This exhaustion couldn't be compared to his physical body.    

After suddenly relaxing, Ye Feng felt his mind becoming numb, a sharp pain arose from his Spirit Sea, making him unable to even activate his Spirit Force, and he could only spread out on the ground like a pile of mud.    

With regards to Ye Feng's current performance, Elemental Spirit did not comment. He did not say anything more and just floated in midair, quietly watching from the sidelines.    

After resting for half a day, Ye Feng finally sat up again. This time, when he used his Spirit Sea's Spirit Force, his eyes revealed surprise and joy.    

Although it was not easy to catch Charming Insect, Ye Feng could clearly feel that his control over his mental energy was much better than before.    

"Brat, do you understand now? This is the reason for your capture of those Charming Insect."    

Elemental Spirit raised his head lazily.    

As if he was struck by knowledge, Ye Feng immediately understood everything. He immediately nodded with a face of pleasant surprise. To him, capturing a Charming Insect was not his real goal. Under the guidance of the Charming Insect, they had to squeeze the time needed to adapt to the situation as fast as possible. This was Elemental Spirit's intention.    

With that thought, Ye Feng couldn't help but to become more spirited, and once again, he began a dangerous game of chase with the Charming Insect.    

It had to be said that this kind of training looked simple, but it was actually quite dangerous. He needed to stimulate his spiritual force to a high degree in order to temper his dao heart. If he was irritable or could be seen or felt, he would have long since broken down.    

In the middle of the jade that was the size of a washbasin, the intensity of the chase was no less than that of a real spiritual power battle.    

Eight hours later, Ye Feng once again collapsed to the ground in exhaustion.    

However, a smile still hung on Ye Feng's face.    

After that, he did not choose to train diligently. Instead, he inserted inscriptions in the middle of the process, which would allow him to test out the results.    

On the night of the fourth day, a man and a woman suddenly appeared at a hidden spot in the back mountain. They sneakily looked around for a while, and when they were sure there were no signs of them, the two of them immediately hugged each other like dry firewood and quickly stripped each other of their clothes.    

Aowu …    

Just as the man was about to enter the city, an excited wolf's howl suddenly sounded out from within the restricted region. Then … It reverberated for a long time.    

"Damn, what the hell?"    

The man quivered in fear and hastily jumped up from the ground. Even the murder weapon became dispirited from fright. He pulled the pale-faced woman and hastily ran down the mountain.    

"Hahaha, I finally succeeded!"    

Inside the cave, Ye Feng let out a surprised laugh towards the sky. Looking at the Second Level Inscription in front of him, he was beaming with joy, completely unaware that his previous cheers had scared away a pair of mandarin ducks.    

In just four short days, he had allowed Ye Feng's mind control to recover to seventy to eighty percent of his original strength, allowing him to successfully inscribe Second Level Inscription. Furthermore, all three of them were top-notch, which made Ye Feng extremely satisfied.    

At this rate, before Inscription Master Convention was called in, not only would he be able to completely restore his control over his mental strength, he could even go a step further and obtain enormous benefits.    

Ye Feng, who was immersed in training, had forgotten about everything else outside. His hair was disheveled, and his face was like that of a beggar.    

"..."    

Crash …    

On the eighteenth day, the waterfall that was like a torrent suddenly started shaking violently. A strong mental fluctuation abruptly spread out from the cave, cutting off the flow of water. It only stopped after rushing out dozens of feet away.    

After the water flowed away, Ye Feng's face was no longer visible. His eyes shone like cold stars, and in front of him, there were a total of eleven types of Inscription Material.    

"The fourth level inscription, 'Extreme Destruction', can increase the recovery rate of my spirit energy by 40% …"    

Ye Feng sat cross legged, his ten fingers intertwined and the seals moved in unison. The eleven types of Inscription Material were as if they were pulled by an invisible thread, and flew to a position at the same level as his shoulder, then began to quickly remove the impurities.    

After twenty odd days of training, Ye Feng's control over his mental force had increased tremendously. His inscription technique was like flowing water, actually being able to distract himself and temper the eleven different materials at the same time.    

In the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the impurities were all extracted and the materials were all enveloped by the spirit force. Floating in the air, Ye Feng's finger hooked upwards and pulled out a Thunder Light dragon beast skin, concentrating on drawing the spirit pattern.    

After an hour, he struggled to retract his Spirit Force, exhaled, and started to fuse with the Energy of Elemental Strength.    

This time, it was already the tenth material Ye Feng was practicing. The first nine were all declared a failure, and the difficulty of inscribing a level four inscription was far beyond the imagination of an ordinary person.    

"Tai!"    

Very quickly, it was the end stage. Ye Feng let out a low growl, and the green Spirit Force that appeared on his forehead, like an unending stream, entered into the beast skin, and fiercely suppressed the energy ripple that was rising from the explosion.    

It was visible with the naked eye that the cyan colored energy had dispersed outwards, as if Ye Feng's head of black hair had been scattered, tightly connecting with the beast skin without letting it go.    

When this scene appeared in Elemental Spirit's eyes, he could not help but secretly praise his.    

The weaker and larger the amount of psychic power, the harder it was to operate.    

Compared to over ten days ago, the current Ye Feng had gradually become accustomed to the incomparably powerful Mental Energy of the fifteenth stage, the control of his mental energy was precise and delicate, and his level of talent could be said to be a genius amongst geniuses.    

Of course, the reason why he could achieve such results was also because of Ye Feng's hard work and hard work.    

Only by combining the two could the current situation be realized.    

This brat … Since he was talented and willing to work hard, it would be difficult for him to not make a name for himself …