Seeing Mo Tianxing slowly retreating, Xiao Yan smiled slightly, yet the Buddha's Fury Lotus in his hands remained unchanged—on the contrary, under the impetus of his internal qi, it grew ever more brilliant. At the same time, Xiao Yi took the opportunity to step beside Xiao Yan, shielding him with her cool gaze fixed firmly on the retreating Mo Tianxing. The old foxes' words held no credibility at all. Nevertheless, under the watchful eyes of Xiao Yan and his companions, Mo Tianxing dared not feign any maneuvers and simply retreated steadily. After scanning the sky around him, he noticed neither Mo Ya nor Qi Shan, and his expression subtly tightened. He then quickly scanned the surroundings, and after a moment, launched into motion, swiftly moving toward the spot where Mo Ya had previously fallen. Approximately two minutes later, Mo Tianxing finally lifted a rather weary and disheveled figure, his breath shallow and his form trembling. "Hehe, this young girl really does have a firm grip—though I've already had my eye on this boy, and today seems to be the day he finally pays the price..." Only when he confirmed that Mo Ya still had breath did Mo Tianxing finally ease his burden, smiling warmly at Zǐ Yán. Yet though his face carried a smile, the depths of his eyes betrayed simmering rage and cold intensity—had it not been for his cautious regard for Xiao Yi's and Xiao Xiang's Buddha-Flame Lotus, he would have charged straight in and crushed Zǐ Yán. Xiao Xiang smiled gently, as if unaware of the sharpness in Mo Tianxing's gaze, and emitted a soft whistle. Instantly, the powerful figures from the Xiao Clan and the Gan Nan Academy swiftly broke free from their entanglements and surged toward him. "Are you all right?" As soon as Xiao Li appeared before Xiao Xiang, he immediately asked, his demeanor clearly anxious, as though afraid Xiao Xiang might have sustained an injury. Xiao Yan smiled and shook his head, gazing at the group who, after enduring a fierce battle, now had somewhat unstable energies. He waved his hand and said, "Black Emperor Sect has stepped back. With Han Feng and the powerful mages from Mo Yan Valley present, they are no longer a threat." Xiao Li chuckled, then his eyes widened in fear as he stared at the fire lotus in Xiao Yan's palm—the radiant energy emanating from it sending waves of unease through him. He remarked, "You've truly got it together, young man. You didn't even have to engage directly, and yet you managed to send Mo Tianxing retreating." Xiao Yan smiled and replied, "That old man was afraid I'd use the Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus to disrupt his plans, allowing Xiao Yi to seize the opportunity and strike. Otherwise, the fire lotus alone wouldn't have been enough to scare off such a seasoned fox." "Have you secured the items?" Xiao Li nodded slightly, then asked in a voice only the two could hear. Xiao Yan smiled softly, and with a subtle nod of his chin, met Xiao Li's astonished gaze. "Master Mo, don't be tricked by this young man. Today your actions have already offended him. Even if he doesn't bother you now, he will surely come again in the future. Then, how will you manage to handle them all alone?" As Xiao Yan and Xiao Li were conversing, Han Feng's sharp voice suddenly rose from the heavens and reached Master Mo Tianxing's ears. Upon hearing Han Feng's words, Master Mo Tianxing furrowed his brows slightly, then replied calmly, "This is matter of our own sect. I won't bother you with it. Your promises are indeed appealing, but they come with the condition that I must survive to enjoy them. So, I hope you find your own fortune." Given Master Mo Tianxing's sharp intelligence, he fully understood that with his current strength, he could only match Xiao Yixian. If he added Xiao Yan's explosive power, he would surely fall. And the outcome of such a defeat might even mean losing his life. Between survival and the allure of these promises, he hardly needed to hesitate at all. Upon hearing this, Han Feng's face twitched, and after inwardly cursing Mo Tianxing a loud "old fool," he too managed to break free from Su Qian's hold. Han Feng was very clear in his mind: if Mo Tianxing truly abandoned him, he would have no choice but to flee—after all, with only himself, he could never hope to match two Douzong-level masters, and there stood Xiao Yan, ready to unleash his terrifying Huo Lian Dou Ji at any moment. In such a situation, continuing to struggle would only be a path to certain death. Even after years of experience in Black Angle Domain, Han Feng fully understood this—nothing mattered more than his life. "Xiao Yan, don't think that merely holding onto the Bodhi Body Essence will secure your safety. I won't let go. Moreover, today you killed three senior elders of Mo Yan Valley. The Earth Demon old man will surely not forgive you. Even with the support of Gan Nan Academy, you will inevitably meet your end!" With a swift retreat, Su Qian quickly established a safe distance from Xiao Yan and the others, scanning the surroundings with a sudden gleam of cold amusement in his eyes. He then shouted sharply. Francesca's voice had not been subtle, so the message reached the ears of numerous listeners throughout the surrounding mountains instantly, sparking immediate murmurs. "Is the Bodhi Body-Form Essence now in Xiao Yan's hands?" "Xiao Yan? The head of the Xiao family?" "Hehe, the Bodhi Body-Form Essence is indeed a precious item—without some real skill, it's hard to secure it safely." Hearing the widespread murmurs and feeling the eager glances pouring in from all directions, Xiao Yan frowned, then coldly glanced at Han Feng, who had clearly deliberately released this information to make them the target of widespread envy. "Xiao Yan, you must leave now. Once this news spreads, many will eye you with suspicion. Only by returning to the Gan Nan Academy will you be truly safe." Su Qian also swiftly materialized beside Xiao Yan, his face serious. "Who is the Earth Demon elder?" Xiao Yan asked with slight curiosity. "The founder of Mo Yan Valley, and also one of the true elders in Black Angle Domain—older than Mo Tianxing, even belonging to the same generation as the current dean. Of course, while his strength is far from that of the dean, according to my knowledge, he currently stands at the level of at least five-star or even six-star Dao Sect Master." Even mentioning this name, Su Qian's expression slightly changed, hesitating before speaking firmly. "A five- or six-star Dao Sect Master, then?" Xiao Yan's face also tightened slightly. Such a level of strength—perhaps even his combined Buddha-angry Fire Lotus, forged from the fusion of his two unique flames—would struggle to inflict any significant damage. "I didn't expect Mo Yan Valley to have someone of this caliber..." Xiao Yan frowned deeply, murmuring softly. "There's no need to worry so much. The earth demon elder often retreats into meditation, and when he does, it's for over a dozen years. Unless it's a matter of life and death for the Magi Valley, he rarely appears. Even when he does, I'm not sure he'd dare to do anything serious to me, the Ganlan Academy. He's always quite afraid of the Headmaster." Seeing Xiao Yan looking somewhat concerned, Su Qian smiled and offered reassurance. "But the Headmaster—always seen but never actually present—has been even less reliable than that earth demon elder. I've been at Ganlan Academy for years, yet I still don't know what he looks like." Xiao Yan chuckled, a touch of weariness in his voice. "Hmm... Well, the Headmaster is indeed quite mysterious. He enjoys traveling far and wide. Honestly, I haven't seen him in over ten years myself." Su Qian cleared his throat, trying to justify, but ended up muttering a bit of complaint as well. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Xiao Yan could only shake his head helplessly, his slightly stern gaze sweeping over Han Feng in the distant sky before he gave a slight nod and said, "Well, let's just forget it for now. Let's head back to the Gan Nan Academy." Although Xiao Yan deeply wished to have Xiao Yi and Su Qian, the two senior monks, strike down Han Feng right then and there, the situation simply wasn't suitable. To defeat Han Feng would inevitably entail significant strain on both Xiao Yi and Su Qian. Should either of them be lost—two such formidable combatants—the very prospect of Xiao Yan successfully escorting Bodhi's Body-Transforming Saliva back to the Gan Nan Academy would become uncertain. Relieved that Xiao Yan had no intention of engaging Han Feng immediately, Su Qian exhaled a deep breath. He had previously faced Han Feng and knew well how tenacious and cunning he was; even if he managed to defeat him, there would inevitably be some injuries. Under the current circumstances, where all the other powerful figures were watching closely, any loss would surely spark the greed of several key players, bringing an endless stream of complications. "Let's go," Xiao Yan said lightly, waving his hand. The strong members of the Xiao family and the Gan Nan Academy swiftly gathered around him, maintaining a vigilant watch on the surroundings, and under Xiao Yan's command, they all moved swiftly and directly toward the Gan Nan Academy's location, all under the watchful eyes of the onlookers. Concerned about potential ambushes, Xiao Yan did not disperse the Buddha's Fury Lotus, instead raising it high above his head, where it glowed like a lantern. The intense radiance of the flame effectively subdued the greed simmering within many of the onlookers' hearts. The departure of Xiao Yan and the others clearly stirred significant commotion. Amidst their cautious hesitation, driven by greed, many couldn't help but let their desire take over and quietly followed them at a distance. By the end of it, a cold, terrifying ferocity suddenly surged across Han Feng's face.