At that mont, the mbers of the Biyan Pavilion were looking at Ye Fan, their faces filled with fear and despair. For them, this was the very last thing they wanted to see.
However, things had already co to this. All that could be said was that they had greatly underestimated Ye Fan’s strength. Who could have imagined that Ye Fan had grown to the point where he could kill the Pope?
It had to be said, the Biyan Pavilion had miscalculated this ti.
"Lord... Lord King!" a group of them stamred, trembling.
They reflected on the past. Even after being exiled by Ye Fan, they still believed they could one day return for revenge. After all, they were being supported by the European Pope! But now, even their most powerful backer had been killed. Their mood soured even further. In their eyes, Ye Fan would surely not let them go this ti.
Bi Hai Feng and the others were already trembling uncontrollably.
Then, Ye Fan spoke, "Friends of the Biyan Pavilion, I didn’t expect we would et again."
Unease filled their hearts. They could only manage to force a few smiles as they trembled on the ground.
"Relax," Ye Fan said. "I’m not actually going to kill you!"
Hearing they wouldn’t have to die, their faces lit up. Without a doubt, nothing was more important than their own lives. They imdiately began to thank Ye Fan profusely.
Ye Fan continued, "To be honest, killing you would be pointless. You will never be worthy of being a threat to in this lifeti."
The words were harsh, but they were the truth.
At that mont, Bi Hai Feng hurriedly said, "You are right, Lord King!"
"Yes, yes, Lord King’s teachings are wise!" the others from the Biyan Pavilion hastily agreed.
"Actually, I just want to teach you a simple truth," Ye Fan said. "A land and its culture nurture its own people. If all of you sell out your own for personal gain, will there be any integrity left in the world of Martial Arts?
"You are a disgrace to the Martial Arts World! Do you want future generations of the Biyan Pavilion to carry that sha? When you were thinking only of yourselves, did you spare a single thought for your descendants?!"
The mbers of the Biyan Pavilion were struck speechless. Indeed, when the Pope had intended to eradicate the Shen Zhou Martial Artists, they had been terrified. As the first to beg the Pope for rcy, they had utterly lost all face in that mont. Things would have been so different if only they had put up a brave resistance!
They should have known better. How could the vast Divine Land, the very birthplace of Martial Arts, lack the power to confront the Pope? It had to be said, they were truly and deeply mistaken this ti.
One by one, they lowered their heads, admitting their fault. Their faces burned with sha and self-loathing.
Seeing their expressions, Ye Fan was quite satisfied. At least this group isn’t beyond redemption, not utterly hopeless.
He then announced, "Everyone, since you’ve thought things through, you may return ho! I hereby revoke the order of exile!"
Hearing this, the Martial Artists of the Biyan Pavilion were stunned that the King of Heaven would allow them to return to their roots. If it were anyone else, sparing their lives would have been generous enough, let alone allowing them to go back. They were deeply moved by Ye Fan and filled with admiration for his magnanimity.
"I... we have no face to return!" Bi Hai Feng said in sha.
"To know your mistake and correct it is the greatest virtue. Go back! You are all Shen Zhou Martial Artists, all descendants of Hua Xia. Why would I make things difficult for you? But please, rember this lesson. Do not make such hasty decisions again!" Ye Fan said sternly.
Instantly, every one of them was overwheld with gratitude toward Ye Fan.
But both Cain Ancestor and Heather knew that Ye Fan’s thods ran deep. He was doing this for a reason and had his own calculations. He would never let these people off so easily.
"If Lord King does not find us lacking, we of the Biyan Pavilion are willing to join your command and fight tirelessly for you!" a group of them declared, suddenly kneeling in a mont of shared understanding.
Indeed, Ye Fan’s scheming was truly profound. Just like that, he had subdued a major power. It had to be said, Ye Fan was a true old fox! He had subdued them not by killing a single person as a deterrent, but solely with his silver tongue.
Ye Fan said, "Although you all made a mistake this ti, I believe you still have room to grow and improve!
"Joining my Heavenly King Hall is not impossible, but there are three things you cannot do within it!"
The group listened intently, not daring to be careless.
He laid out his terms. "First, insubordination is forbidden. Of course, your superiors will not give you trouble without cause.
"Second, you are forbidden from harming your fellow mbers. Anyone found doing so will be executed without rcy!
"Third is very simple. From the mont you join the Heavenly King Hall, you must never betray it. If you do, I will annihilate your entire clan! Of course, the Heavenly King Hall will not let you down either."
"Can you do it?!" Ye Fan barked.
"Yes!" the group imdiately responded. Even Heather and Cain Ancestor had to marvel at Ye Fan’s clever tactics. With just a few words, he had completely turned the tables, shifting them from a proactive to a reactive position.
Then, Ye Fan said, "Alright, return to Jiangning. Soone will receive you there. Furthermore, I will implent the sa transformation plan that is in place for the Heavenly King Hall in the Biyan Pavilion as well!"
"Thank you, Lord King!"
The group departed joyously.
In truth, Ye Fan’s goal in coercing and enticing this group was simple: he was learning from the cautionary tale of the King Hall. He now wanted to establish three powers. Three completely independent powers: the Underground Boxing Ring, the Heavenly King Hall, and the Biyan Pavilion. These three powers would keep each other in check while growing together! His objective was straightforward: to ensure that the King Hall’s history would not repeat itself after he left this world.
As things stood, his plan was a great success, and he was very satisfied.
At that mont, Cain Ancestor spoke. "Brother Ye, I think it’s ti for to leave the Vampire Clan!"
"Grandpa!" Heather exclaid in panic, not knowing where her grandfather was going.
Ye Fan asked, "Elder, are you going to that place?"
Ye Fan was, of course, referring to the Spirit Suppressing Domain.
"Yes," Cain Ancestor replied. "I have evaded my duty for too many years. It is ti I went to that place. It is the final barrier protecting our ho! Now is the ti for to repay my debt."
In that mont, Cain Ancestor had let everything go.
Ye Fan didn’t stop him. Knowing the severity of the situation, Ye Fan believed it was ti for him to go there as well.
He then asked Cain Ancestor, "Elder, when will you set off?"
"Probably in a few months," he said, smiling at Ye Fan. "Once I’ve settled matters for the Vampire Clan and my strength has recovered, I will go. Perhaps we will et again in that place." After all, Ye Fan was a man who had been there before.
"I think it will be very soon," Ye Fan replied.
The two shared a knowing smile.
Heather, however, had no idea what place they were talking about.
"Are you leaving too?" she asked him.
Ye Fan nodded. That’s right. Now that everything here is settled, what reason is there to stay? When it’s ti to leave, one should leave.
Heather personally saw Ye Fan off, promising she would visit the Divine Land soon. Ye Fan gave her a warm welco.
Unfortunately, his ti was too limited. He didn’t even have a chance for an intimate mont with Heather before he had to leave. But it couldn’t be helped. For him, there would be plenty of ti in the future; there was no need to rush things now.
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