At that moment, the members of the Biyan Pavilion were looking at Ye Fan, their faces filled with fear and despair. For them, this was the very last thing they wanted to see.

However, things had already come to this. All that could be said was that they had greatly underestimated Ye Fan’s strength. Who could have imagined that Ye Fan had grown to the point where he could kill the Pope?

It had to be said, the Biyan Pavilion had miscalculated this time.

"Lord... Lord King!" a group of them stammered, trembling.

They reflected on the past. Even after being exiled by Ye Fan, they still believed they could one day return for revenge. After all, they were being supported by the European Pope! But now, even their most powerful backer had been killed. Their mood soured even further. In their eyes, Ye Fan would surely not let them go this time.

Bi Hai Feng and the others were already trembling uncontrollably.

Then, Ye Fan spoke, "Friends of the Biyan Pavilion, I didn’t expect we would meet again."

Unease filled their hearts. They could only manage to force a few smiles as they trembled on the ground.

"Relax," Ye Fan said. "I’m not actually going to kill you!"

Hearing they wouldn’t have to die, their faces lit up. Without a doubt, nothing was more important than their own lives. They immediately began to thank Ye Fan profusely.

Ye Fan continued, "To be honest, killing you would be pointless. You will never be worthy of being a threat to me in this lifetime."

The words were harsh, but they were the truth.

At that moment, Bi Hai Feng hurriedly said, "You are right, Lord King!"

"Yes, yes, Lord King’s teachings are wise!" the others from the Biyan Pavilion hastily agreed.

"Actually, I just want to teach you a simple truth," Ye Fan said. "A land and its culture nurture its own people. If all of you sell out your own for personal gain, will there be any integrity left in the world of Martial Arts? 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"You are a disgrace to the Martial Arts World! Do you want future generations of the Biyan Pavilion to carry that shame? When you were thinking only of yourselves, did you spare a single thought for your descendants?!"

The members of the Biyan Pavilion were struck speechless. Indeed, when the Pope had intended to eradicate the Shen Zhou Martial Artists, they had been terrified. As the first to beg the Pope for mercy, they had utterly lost all face in that moment. Things would have been so different if only they had put up a brave resistance!

They should have known better. How could the vast Divine Land, the very birthplace of Martial Arts, lack the power to confront the Pope? It had to be said, they were truly and deeply mistaken this time.

One by one, they lowered their heads, admitting their fault. Their faces burned with shame and self-loathing.

Seeing their expressions, Ye Fan was quite satisfied. At least this group isn’t beyond redemption, not utterly hopeless.

He then announced, "Everyone, since you’ve thought things through, you may return home! I hereby revoke the order of exile!"

Hearing this, the Martial Artists of the Biyan Pavilion were stunned that the King of Heaven would allow them to return to their roots. If it were anyone else, sparing their lives would have been generous enough, let alone allowing them to go back. They were deeply moved by Ye Fan and filled with admiration for his magnanimity.

"I... we have no face to return!" Bi Hai Feng said in shame.

"To know your mistake and correct it is the greatest virtue. Go back! You are all Shen Zhou Martial Artists, all descendants of Hua Xia. Why would I make things difficult for you? But please, remember this lesson. Do not make such hasty decisions again!" Ye Fan said sternly.

Instantly, every one of them was overwhelmed with gratitude toward Ye Fan.

But both Cain Ancestor and Heather knew that Ye Fan’s methods ran deep. He was doing this for a reason and had his own calculations. He would never let these people off so easily.

"If Lord King does not find us lacking, we of the Biyan Pavilion are willing to join your command and fight tirelessly for you!" a group of them declared, suddenly kneeling in a moment of shared understanding.

Indeed, Ye Fan’s scheming was truly profound. Just like that, he had subdued a major power. It had to be said, Ye Fan was a true old fox! He had subdued them not by killing a single person as a deterrent, but solely with his silver tongue.

Ye Fan said, "Although you all made a mistake this time, I believe you still have room to grow and improve!

"Joining my Heavenly King Hall is not impossible, but there are three things you cannot do within it!"

The group listened intently, not daring to be careless.

He laid out his terms. "First, insubordination is forbidden. Of course, your superiors will not give you trouble without cause.

"Second, you are forbidden from harming your fellow members. Anyone found doing so will be executed without mercy!

"Third is very simple. From the moment you join the Heavenly King Hall, you must never betray it. If you do, I will annihilate your entire clan! Of course, the Heavenly King Hall will not let you down either."

"Can you do it?!" Ye Fan barked.

"Yes!" the group immediately responded. Even Heather and Cain Ancestor had to marvel at Ye Fan’s clever tactics. With just a few words, he had completely turned the tables, shifting them from a proactive to a reactive position.

Then, Ye Fan said, "Alright, return to Jiangning. Someone will receive you there. Furthermore, I will implement the same transformation plan that is in place for the Heavenly King Hall in the Biyan Pavilion as well!"

"Thank you, Lord King!"

The group departed joyously.

In truth, Ye Fan’s goal in coercing and enticing this group was simple: he was learning from the cautionary tale of the King Hall. He now wanted to establish three powers. Three completely independent powers: the Underground Boxing Ring, the Heavenly King Hall, and the Biyan Pavilion. These three powers would keep each other in check while growing together! His objective was straightforward: to ensure that the King Hall’s history would not repeat itself after he left this world.

As things stood, his plan was a great success, and he was very satisfied.

At that moment, Cain Ancestor spoke. "Brother Ye, I think it’s time for me to leave the Vampire Clan!"

"Grandpa!" Heather exclaimed in panic, not knowing where her grandfather was going.

Ye Fan asked, "Elder, are you going to that place?"

Ye Fan was, of course, referring to the Spirit Suppressing Domain.

"Yes," Cain Ancestor replied. "I have evaded my duty for too many years. It is time I went to that place. It is the final barrier protecting our home! Now is the time for me to repay my debt."

In that moment, Cain Ancestor had let everything go.

Ye Fan didn’t stop him. Knowing the severity of the situation, Ye Fan believed it was time for him to go there as well.

He then asked Cain Ancestor, "Elder, when will you set off?"

"Probably in a few months," he said, smiling at Ye Fan. "Once I’ve settled matters for the Vampire Clan and my strength has recovered, I will go. Perhaps we will meet again in that place." After all, Ye Fan was a man who had been there before.

"I think it will be very soon," Ye Fan replied.

The two shared a knowing smile.

Heather, however, had no idea what place they were talking about.

"Are you leaving too?" she asked him.

Ye Fan nodded. That’s right. Now that everything here is settled, what reason is there to stay? When it’s time to leave, one should leave.

Heather personally saw Ye Fan off, promising she would visit the Divine Land soon. Ye Fan gave her a warm welcome.

Unfortunately, his time was too limited. He didn’t even have a chance for an intimate moment with Heather before he had to leave. But it couldn’t be helped. For him, there would be plenty of time in the future; there was no need to rush things now.