Venerable Haofeng exchanged a glance with several fellow junior disciples. As their gazes met, helplessness flowed through their eyes.
As high-level cultivators of the sect, they had been unable to protect even one of their fellow disciples. It left them utterly ashamed.
"You must be careful..."
After Venerable Haofeng finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, his voice filled with concern and worry.
Su Fan felt warmth in his heart. He respectfully bowed deeply once more to several of his fellow sect uncles.
"Several Uncles, this disciple has one more request..."
He raised his head, a trace of earnestness in his eyes.
"If there's something you need, just say it. If we can help, we certainly will..."
Venerable Haofeng waved his hand, his words carrying an unquestionable firmness.
"As for what happened today, this disciple hopes that you Uncles can keep it confidential on his behalf. The fewer people who know, the better..."
Upon hearing Su Fan's words, Venerable Haofeng and the others immediately understood.
They knew all too well that if what had happened today spread, it would set off stormy waves.
"Don't worry. Aside from a select few of the sect's higher-ups, this matter absolutely won't spread within the sect..."
Only then did Su Fan's taut nerves relax, and he could not help but let out a long breath.
He knew that if the battle today spread, it would surely cause an uproar throughout the Cultivation World.
Su Fan did not want the Celestial Race to learn his true strength. He still planned to keep playing the pig to eat the tiger, waiting for an opportunity to kill a few more isolated Celestial Race big shots at the Integration Stage.
Now, raising his cultivation by one stage through that Witchcraft School Upper Realm Big Shot required the