"None of you will escape!"
The elders of the Fengyun Sect cast gloomy glances at the members of the Yunjie Sect, their gazes lingering particularly on Guan Ling.
Without another word, they turned and left.
Not long after, the Fengyun Sect members returned to their sect aboard their spirit vessel.
As soon as they arrived, the Grand Elder hurried to Wen Chengyu’s chamber.
"Young Master, we have returned."
The Grand Elder bowed deeply with reverence to Wen Chengyu, who was engrossed in a book.
This scene would have shocked anyone who witnessed it.
Never had a Grand Elder of any sect shown such deference to a mere chief disciple!
Moreover, the Fengyun Sect was one of the most powerful sects among its peers.
Yet Wen Chengyu seemed utterly accustomed to such treatment.
He gave a faint nod without even looking up, his voice cold as he asked, "How did the task I entrusted to you go?"
"Young Master... there was a minor complication. We... we couldn’t bring her back yet."
The Grand Elder trembled, his voice tense. "Because—"
But before he could finish, Wen Chengyu cut him off.
"Pathetic. You can’t even handle such a simple matter."
Wen Chengyu suddenly raised his head, a flash of golden light gleaming in his eyes. "What use are you to me?"
"Young Master!"
At the sight of that golden glint, the Grand Elder nearly collapsed in terror, his knees buckling.
Wen Chengyu’s identity was far more than just the chief disciple of the Fengyun Sect.
That golden light in his eyes revealed everything.
Only a reincarnated powerhouse from a previous cycle of existence bore such a mark.
As the Divine Son of one of the Three Great Daoist Sects, though Wen Chengyu had cultivated dual cultivation techniques in his past life, his cultivation had once reached the heavens.
However, due to a blood feud between his sect and another, he had been temporarily placed in the Fengyun Sect to avoid assassination before his full strength could return.
This was why the Grand Elder treated him with such reverence.
And it was also why the Fengyun Sect was so desperate to retrieve Bai Mei.
Bai Mei could accelerate Wen Chengyu’s recovery!
"The Yunjie Sect... they might have a powerful backer!"
Sweat poured down the Grand Elder’s face as he stammered, trying to explain.
"I don’t want excuses!"
Wen Chengyu stood, the golden light of the Divine Son blazing brighter in his eyes as he glared at the Grand Elder, his voice icy. "I don’t care about any ‘powerful backer.’ What kind of powerhouse haven’t I seen before?"
"If you can’t even accomplish this small task, then the Fengyun Sect has no reason to exist. I want that woman—nothing else matters!"
His frigid words echoed through the chamber.
"Yes, Young Master!"
The Grand Elder, already kneeling in terror, bowed even lower. "I swear, I will bring Bai Mei back!"
"Hmph."
Wen Chengyu snorted dismissively and said no more.
At dawn the next day, an overwhelming fleet of spirit vessels surged forth from the Fengyun Sect.
"No matter what the Yunjie Sect has, I will take Bai Mei!"
Standing proudly atop the lead vessel, the Grand Elder—now armed with the sect’s most treasured artifact—recalled the events of the previous day, his eyes flashing with ruthless determination.
"At any cost!"
"What ‘powerful backer’? Obliterate them all!"
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