Liu Canglan's Killing Intent boiled over. He nodded heavily and gritted out:
"This subordinate understands!"
Wei Ping warned coldly, every word piercing to the heart:
"Remember."
"Today's humiliation, the sect's shame, and tomorrow's danger all rest upon him alone."
"As long as Wang Yuan lives, my Bitao Sect will never know peace!"
"Once we miss this chance, when he has fully grown, it will be too late to make a move!"
Liu Canglan clenched his fists tightly. The old poisoned scars on his chest throbbed faintly, and his eyes brimmed with chilling murderous intent.
All the hatred from being publicly humiliated, exposed, and crushed today gathered in his heart.
"Rest assured, Sect Master."
"If I encounter him again, I will take his head."
"No matter how heaven-defying his talent or how terrifying his combat strength, I will find his weakness and kill him in secret."
Wei Ping nodded indifferently and instructed in a grave voice, "Handle this matter secretly. Do not leave behind the slightest evidence."
"Wait quietly for the right moment. Kill with one strike and eliminate all future trouble."
"Let us go. Return to the sect, consolidate our strength, and watch how things unfold."
With that, the Bitao Sect party turned around and began their return to the sect.
Meanwhile, on the official road a hundred li away.
Kaoshan Sect's vast procession returning to the mountains moved briskly, its momentum like a rainbow piercing the sky.
Along the way, as they passed through cities, towns, and relay stations across the provinces, every martial artist and commoner who had heard the results of the Yunzhou Martial Gathering stopped to watch.
"Look, it's the Kaoshan Sect!"
"That peerless genius, Wang Yuan, who crushed all the prodigies of Cloud Province and claimed first place, is in that procession!"
"Once the