As the overlord of the nearby starfields, the Flying Star Gate had always followed the creed: those who obeyed lived, those who defied died. They were far more than merely a regional hegemon; they were also the invisible sovereign of countless factions. In other words, whether it was Medicine King Valley or any other force, they all counted as half-subordinates of the Flying Star Gate. In ordinary times, they received many benefits from the various sects, so at critical moments, they naturally had to ensure peace on one side.
The Flying Star Gate had never once held back from wiping out entire sects. For forces unwilling to submit, extermination was their only fate. Yet while they could do such things, they would not permit others to do the same.
Especially with the Blood Wolf Bandits striking again and again, throwing the nearby starfields into panic, they had no choice but to step in and set things straight.
For a time, Flying Star Gate disciples spread out in all directions, searching everywhere for traces of the Blood Wolf Bandits.
However, none of this had much to do with Ye Xiwen anymore. After obtaining Medicine King Valley's treasury and making a killing, he immediately returned to True Martial School, because he did not have much time left.
From the Blood Wolf Bandits' actions, he could tell that the Feather Transformation Church probably would not take much longer to move against True Martial School. He did not have that much time to waste either.
Before the Feather Transformation Church arrived, he had to enter the Great Saint Realm. Only then would he have a greater measure of confidence. Even if he had to face a surprise attack from the Feather Transformation Church, he would have some certainty of protecting himself.
Although his cultivation