"Although we sealed off the Qianyu Sect, the markets and cultivator cities established by the sect have always remained open to the outside. By now, news that something has happened in those places should already be spreading out one after another."
"And with the Qianyu Sect as their backer, if it keeps making no response, that will definitely make its hostile forces suspicious!"
"As long as someone tries to approach the Qianyu Sect, the illusion formation there will be seen through. Or if the other side contacts their informants inside the Qianyu Sect and discovers they can't reach them, they'll very quickly realize that something major has happened."
"Likewise, news that those markets and cultivator cities have all suffered serious incidents—we've already calculated it. In order to keep itself secret, the Qianyu Sect did isolate its third-rate sects rather far away."
"But it will only take three to five days for the news to reach the ears of some of the Qianyu Sect's vassal forces. They won't just verify it as fast as possible; they'll also become intensely vigilant."
"So now we can't stop for even a moment. We must immediately move against the third-rate sects under the Qianyu Sect. As for those weak vassal forces, there's no need to bother with them."
At that moment, Ping Tu's voice came from one side. He disliked exchanging pleasantries with others, and likewise disliked hearing other people's polite words.
He quickly stated the next plan. Merely eliminating the Qianyu Sect would not do; the roots of a tree had to be pulled up with it, lest they sprout and grow again!
"Go to the nearest third-rate sect from here!"
Pei Buchong withdrew his smile, an icy, eerie light flickering in his eyes. Li Yan fell silent as well. There was only the