By now, Xu Yi had fled far away, so he wasn't worried about retaliation from the Yun Family. But his roots were still in Huaixi. If the Yun Family truly decided to strike back by targeting the Number One Under Heaven Sect, he could only cry out in helpless frustration.
Fortunately, the news Steward Fang had reported put his mind at ease: everything at the Number One Under Heaven Sect was as usual.
In truth, Xu Yi was simply too concerned to think clearly.
The Heir of the Yun Family had indeed marked him down, but Xu Yi thought too highly of himself. In the Heir's eyes, he was no more than a crawling insect. The Heir had only a passing interest in the insect itself; its nest didn't even register.
Besides, if the Heir of the Yun Family wanted to deal with him, he could simply strike with overwhelming force. But taking down the Number One Under Heaven Sect would inevitably involve administrative procedures. It would be time-consuming and laborious, not to mention risk exposing his intentions.
If word got out that the Yun Family had gone to such lengths to deal with Xu Yi, wouldn't that just make Xu Yi look good and smear the Yun Family's reputation?
After ending his voice transmission with Steward Fang, Xu Yi settled his mind once more and began refining fire talismans.
In the blink of an eye, another five days passed. Xu Yi stared blankly at two azure talismans, his heart awash with conflicting emotions.
Both azure talismans bore a black flame mark in the upper-right corner.
They were Level 1 Grade 3 Talismans.
He had refined the first an hour ago, and the second half an incense stick ago.
At long last, the fire talisman he had sought for years