On a small town outside the Four Sacred Sect, Ning Fan, wearing a mask, sat in an inn with Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng, with a table full of sumptuous food and drinks.
Ning Fan's gaze, however, was fixed on a nearby table where four people sat, their auras noticeably restrained.
"Sect Master, shall we?"
"Not yet—wait for these people to finish eating and leave the inn before making a move."
Ning Fan spoke calmly, a smile already forming at the corner of his mouth beneath the mask.
Three days ago, Ning Fan had ordered covert assassinations to begin on all Cultivators related to the Flying Immortal Sect in the vicinity of the Four Sacred Sect.
The undercurrents between the Flying Immortal Sect and the Four Sacred Sect had long been stirring.
Now that the Sect's spirit had attained the Pseudo-Dan Realm, and the Sect Protection Array of the Four Sacred Sect was only two days away from completion, Ning Fan was at ease.
Thus, he no longer feared the Flying Immortal Sect.