The Starfall Pavilion's campaign for vengeance lasted nearly ten days. During this period, no fewer than twenty sects were completely eradicated under the might of the Starfall Pavilion's army. Facing a force led by one senior half-Saint and one initial-stage One-Star Battle Saint—two of the highest-tier warriors—the sects, though not particularly strong, had little to no capacity for resistance. And this outburst from Xingyin Pavilion has profoundly intimidated numerous other factions. In the past, Xingyin Pavilion had remained relatively isolated, quietly developing without displaying particularly strong leadership, which led some factions to view it as less significant. However, this latest move has made them realize that Xingyin Pavilion is not a docile, gentle sheep—but rather a fierce tiger that, once roused, will rise and devour its adversaries. As the ten days passed, Xingyin Pavilion's main forces began to withdraw. They did not intend to slaughter their opponents to the last breath; while necessary bloodshed would establish their iron resolve, excessive violence would be counterproductive. On this point, Xiao Yan and Yao Lao managed the balance exceptionally well. During these days of intense retaliation from the Starfall Pavilion, the Spirit Palace has remained remarkably calm, sending no powerful figures to assist the Yinhe Alliance. Yet, Xu Xiao and his companions have not relaxed at all. The Spirit Palace has always been enigmatic—this deliberate inaction must mean they are gathering strength, waiting for the perfect moment to deliver a decisive blow to the Starfall Pavilion. Faced with this looming threat, Xiao Xu and his team naturally take it seriously. Even now that he has ascended to the rank of true Spirit Saint, he must remain cautious when confronting such a formidable force as the Spirit Clan of the Spirit Palace. To truly stand a chance against the Spirit Palace, the Alliance’s affairs have become increasingly urgent. As the Starfall Pavilion gradually pulls back its forces, two letters have been swiftly dispatched by two of its strongest members to the Huazong Sect and the Burned-Inn Valley—two powers, though not as imposing as the Dan Tower, nonetheless rank among the most notable in the Central Plains. Securing their support will significantly strengthen the Alliance’s standing. As for the smaller sects, they are not in a hurry at the moment. Once the three major powers agree to the alliance, they will naturally come rushing in. With only a bit of stricter gate controls, a super alliance comparable to the Huan Pavilion will surely emerge under Xiao Yan's hands. Two figures dressed in light yellow robes appeared youthful, neither appearing aged, their skin even smooth, though there were faint fish-mouth lines at their brow corners—giving them a unique grace. Below them sat the senior elders of the Flower Sect, yet now, facing these two individuals who looked remarkably younger than themselves, they all bore expressions of deep respect. "Senior Elder, what is your opinion on this matter?" After a moment of silence in the hall, the woman seated at the head of the dais suddenly lifted her gaze to the elderly matron below, speaking gently. Before her, a scroll was placed, bearing the distinctive emblem of the Starfall Pavilion. Regarding the query of the young lady, the senior elder hesitated slightly and respectfully replied, "Report to the Supreme Elder: the Starfall Pavilion has transformed greatly and now may even fall short of our Huazong Sect in strength. Nevertheless, there remains a gap between them and the Spirit Palace. Currently, the Spirit Palace and the Starfall Pavilion are at odds. Should we agree to the alliance, we would inevitably find ourselves on the opposite side of the Spirit Palace—this would be a most perilous position." "Heard this, the woman in yellow robes nodded slightly and said, 'I never expected that Medic Dust not only survived but had reached the rank of Senior Half-Saint. His disciples are equally impressive—some have even surpassed him, achieving the rank of Battle Saint ahead of him. Indeed, their strength now surpasses that of the Flower Sect. As for the Spirit Palace, we've faced them before; they've always been a formidable challenge.' 'Senior Elder, though the alliance carries risks, it also brings significant benefits to the Flower Sect. The sect has stagnated for years, frequently pressured by the Tianming Sect. If the alliance truly materializes, the Flower Sect's reputation will undoubtedly reach its peak.' Yun Yun paused for a moment, then gently spoke, no matter what—she had to speak up for Xiao Yan's side." "The Tianming Sect truly is a persistent nuisance—back then, when I and my elder sister were still mid-level half-saints, even together we could only hold our own against that old Tianming immortals. Now that my sister has successfully reached the high-level half-saint rank, she originally intended to go after that old creature and settle the score. Instead, she found him slain by Xiao Yan..." The yellow-robed woman smiled, her gaze shifting to Yun Yun, a subtle undertone of meaning playing at the corner of her mouth. "Yun Yun, I've heard you have a close connection with Xiao Yan. If we can bring someone of such stature into our Huazong Sect, that would indeed be no small achievement." Upon hearing this, Yun Yun could only shake her head in resignation. Though the Grand Senior Elder was quite elderly, she seemed to have a particular fondness for teasing people. "This matter, I believe, should be decided by my sister..." The yellow-robed woman smiled, stretched lazily, and without expressing any clear preference, simply passed the ball to the woman beside her—someone who had remained silent throughout the entire conversation. With her saying this, all eyes turned toward the woman standing beside her, whose expression had been somewhat cold. Yun Yunyu tightened her grip on her hands subtly. Though she was the Grand Master of the Flower Sect, such a moment still required the approval of these two Supreme Elders. She understood the current situation of the Starfall Pavilion, and thus was making every effort to ensure the Flower Sect truly stood alongside the Starfall Pavilion. Under the weight of all those gazes, the woman with the cold demeanor furrowed her brows slightly, then spoke with a calm and concise voice: "The Alliance will confront the Spirit Monastery." "Ah...," Yun Yunyu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this brief statement. The other elders hesitated slightly before also nodding in agreement. "I knew you'd make this choice. Back then, you even dared to challenge your own master for that old man. Yet you well know he didn't care much about these matters." "The yellow-robed woman also sighed with a苦笑, seeing that the composed woman still showed no reaction, she merely waved her hand indifferently and said, 'Since Sister has made her decision, we'll proceed with this reply to the Starfall Pavilion.' 'Yes!' The various elders immediately responded respectfully. ... Burned Flame Valley. 'The Alliance? Facing the Spirit Monastery? Though those half-human, half-goblin beings are rather unpleasant, who in their right mind would go up against them? If we don't, let them go!' Deep within the valley, in a quiet bamboo grove, an elder with fiery red hair threw his scroll forcefully onto the stone table, speaking with growing impatience. Seeing his reaction, Tang Zhen and Tang Huo'er at the table exchanged helpless, wry smiles—this man, despite living for so many years, still remained as fiery-tempered as ever. 'Cough, cough...' After venting his frustration, the elder coughed violently, his face growing even redder. Seeing this, Tang Huo'er quickly approached and gently patted his back." "Still, Fire-son is better..." After being gently patted by Tang Huo'er, the red-haired elder's complexion improved slightly. He glanced at the scroll on the table and suddenly said, "Xiao Yan is a one-star Stellar Saint? Not very old, is he? If he's decently handsome, then let him marry Huo'er, and I'll agree to the alliance matter." Huo flipped his eyes white and didn't bother to pay any attention to the old man anymore, simply turning and sitting down beside him. "Master, they said that if we agree to the Alliance, they can resolve the hidden issues within your body." Tang Zhen shook his head helplessly. "Oh?" The red-haired elder raised an eyebrow, lounging comfortably on the stone chair, picking up a fruit from the table at random, biting into it hard and saying, "What if we don't agree?" "If we don't agree... Xiao Yan has also promised to personally assist you in eliminating those hidden issues," Tang Zhen smiled. "Crack!" The elder paused, his mouth stiffened as he bit into the fruit, then calmly tossed it aside, remaining silent for a moment before speaking softly, "That young man is quite good—without that last sentence, the Alliance's matter would have been nothing." "Then, Master's thoughts?" Tang Zhen asked with a smile. "Let us unite..." The red-haired elder rose from his stone chair, suddenly stretching with force, and a terrifying aura gradually spread from within him, rippling through the space around. "It's been so many years since I last appeared. I wonder if there are still any who remember my name, Fire Cloud Elder?"