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The main hall of Tianxing Sect is magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, revealing simplicity and solemnity. The roof of the main hall is soaring into the sky, and lifelike mythical beasts are carved on the ridge, as if ready to take off at any time. The floor of the main hall is paved with blue stone bricks, as smooth as a mirror, and many battle records and historical scrolls of the sect are hung around it, exuding a strong cultural atmosphere.

In the center of the hall, there was a high platform, on which sat several dignified elders, their eyes were steady and their auras were powerful. The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, as many inner disciples and elders gathered here to discuss the conflict with the Blood Knife Sect.

"Lina's death, even though she was an inner sect disciple, cannot be taken lightly." A white-haired elder spoke up with a heavy tone, "Although the Blood Blade Sect is powerful, we cannot let them think they can attack our sect disciples at will."

"Yes, although Lina is not a core disciple, her death is a provocation to our sect. If we do not respond to this, it may affect the reputation of the sect." Another elder interjected, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"However, if we make a big fuss about this, it may not be a wise move." An elder shook his head. "The Blood Blade Sect is very powerful. If we confront them head-on, it will be our Tianxing Sect's disciples who will suffer losses."

The disciples in the hall were also whispering and discussing the matter. Some thought that revenge should be taken to protect the dignity of the sect, while others thought that they should act cautiously to avoid angering the Blood Blade Sect, which would not be worth the loss.

"If we can find strong evidence to prove that the young master of the Blood Blade Sect is involved in this matter, that would be even better." A young inner sect disciple said, with a determined light in his eyes. He was angry about Lina's death and hoped to avenge her.

At this time, the clan leader sitting on the high platform finally spoke: "Be quiet, everyone. Lina's death is indeed unfortunate, but we can't easily break with the Blood Blade Sect because of her. First, we must conduct a thorough investigation to find out the truth of the incident. If it is really the work of the Blood Blade Sect, we will make plans later."

The hall was silent, and everyone lowered their heads in deep thought, knowing that the choice before them was related to the future of the entire sect. For the Tianxing Sect, although the death of the inner sect disciple was heartbreaking, after weighing the pros and cons, avoiding a direct conflict with the Blood Knife Sect was more important.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Ye Fan's courtyard, reflecting a warm golden color. At this time, the beautiful master walked into the courtyard lightly, wearing a gorgeous white robe with complex golden patterns embroidered on it, which added a bit of nobility and majesty to her. Her hair fell like a waterfall, and although there was a gentle smile on her face, at this moment, there was a hint of solemnity, as if she had something on her mind that was difficult to speak of.

Ye Fan was meditating in the courtyard. He felt her coming and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the expression of his master, his heart tightened slightly. "Master, what's wrong with you?" he asked, his eyes full of concern.

"Ye Fan, there are some things I need to talk to you about." She sighed slightly, her tone gentle yet heavy, "The sect's handling of Lina's affairs... some decisions are not as we expected." Before she finished her words, Ye Fan's heart tightened, and an intuitive feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Her expression made the atmosphere heavy. Ye Fan realized that this was not an easy task. He couldn't help but feel uneasy and waited for further explanation from his master.

Ye Fan was shocked when he heard his master's words. Although he felt uneasy, he also understood that there was a deep meaning behind the sect's decision. He nodded slightly, respecting the sect's arrangement, but deep in his heart, an unyielding fire was ignited. "Master, although I can't change the sect's decision, I will not remain silent." His voice was firm, and his eyes flashed with determination.

In the following days, Ye Fan immersed himself in training and fighting. He used the resources of Tianxing Sect to improve his strength, and at the same time began to secretly look for the branch of Blood Knife Sect, determined to take revenge. He traveled to various cities, assassinating the disciples of Blood Knife Sect, leaving a series of secret figures.

Every time Ye Fan attacked, he was like a tiger out of its cage, swift and decisive. He gradually mastered various combat skills and even had a deeper understanding of the art of taming beasts. With each battle, his strength continued to improve, and the spiritual power in his body became more and more condensed, as if preparing for a bigger decisive battle in the future.

Every victory not only strengthened his confidence, but also made him feel an unprecedented pleasure and freedom in the undercurrent world. He knew in his heart that this was not only for revenge, but also for the tempering and sublimation of his own cultivation path.

Ye Fan's name began to spread in the darkness, and his goal became clearer and clearer. He was determined to completely eradicate the power of the Blood Knife Sect.

The atmosphere in the Blood Blade Sect's headquarters was becoming increasingly tense. The young sect leader Xue Li had a gloomy face and a sharp gaze. He gathered the sect's senior leaders and said coldly, "Ye Fan, this kid, actually dared to attack our people frequently. He is so bold! We can't just sit back and watch."

Everyone nodded, and the atmosphere of anger spread in the hall. Although they were angry, they also knew that Ye Fan's strength was growing day by day, and it was difficult for them to deal with him alone. After careful consideration, they decided to adopt a more secretive strategy.

"Instead of a direct conflict, it's better to let him take the bait." An elder pondered, and then began to plan a wait-and-see action. They decided to create some false news and deliberately spread rumors to attract Ye Fan to a specific location to set up a trap.

As night fell, Ye Fan quietly approached a branch of the Blood Blade Sect. This was his first large-scale action after he inherited the sect's determination. In the darkness, he moved flexibly, secretly thinking about the next steps in his mind.

He had already scouted the geographical environment of this branch in advance and knew that this was one of the important strongholds of the Blood Knife Sect, with a complex surrounding environment and many hidden places. Tonight, he planned to launch a precise attack on the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect through an ambush.

"The goal this time is to scare them and let them know that Ye Fan is not someone to be trifled with." He muttered to himself, a surge of fighting spirit in his heart.

Just as he was about to hide in a dark corner, he suddenly heard whispers. He held his breath and approached quietly, hearing several Blood Blade Sect disciples talking in low voices.

"I heard that someone has been attacking us frequently during this period. It's so infuriating!" said a disciple angrily.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful Ye Fan is, he is just an outer disciple. Why should we be afraid of him?" Another disciple responded disdainfully.

"But we can't underestimate him. Several of our brothers died at his hands before. If he really dares to come here, I don't want to be knocked down by him in the battle." The third disciple seemed a little nervous.

Ye Fan listened to their conversation and laughed in his heart. It seemed that these people did not take him seriously. He seized this opportunity and decided to take the opportunity to start a bloody battle.

He groped his way forward, secretly using his spiritual power, ready to strike at the right moment. At this moment, he suddenly rushed out from the corner, pounced on the disciples, and shouted: "Tonight, you have nowhere to escape!"

The sudden attack made it impossible for the disciples to react in time, and they retreated in fear. "It's Ye Fan! Run!" one of them exclaimed.

However, Ye Fan's speed was like the wind, and he approached in an instant. He first kicked the nearest disciple away with a flying kick, then turned to face the other two, gathering spiritual power in his hands, ready to perform martial arts.

"How dare you, an outer disciple, act so wildly here! You are looking for death!" One of the disciples roared and swung his sword with all his might, with the sword flashing.

Ye Fan smiled slightly, moved his body to the side, easily dodged the attack, and threw a backhand punch, hitting the opponent's chest. The disciple groaned, his face showing pain, unable to bear this force, and fell backwards.

"You are too weak. Come on! Let me see your strength!" Ye Fan's voice was like thunder, with a sense of dominance.

"How dare you! We brothers join forces and will never let you succeed!" Another disciple was furious and swung the weapon in his hand instantly. The swords and sabers flashed and he went straight for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan responded calmly, dodging his body and moving nimbly between them. He was full of confidence and was no longer the outer disciple struggling in the dark. As the battle progressed, he felt his own strength improve, and he used his past combat experience to make his opponent unable to resist.

However, at this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded around. Ye Fan's ears were sharp, and he immediately felt something was wrong. "It seems that reinforcements are coming." He was startled and realized that he had to resolve the battle quickly.

"Do you dare to continue?" Ye Fan asked coldly, forcing the two disciples.

"We are not afraid of you! Come again!" One of the disciples gritted his teeth and seemed to want to fight back, but he was obviously guilty.

Ye Fan decided not to show mercy and used all his strength to deal a fatal blow to the opponent. In an instant, he turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards the disciple.

As the battle escalated, a strong smell of blood filled the air. Ye Fan knew in his heart that today's action was not only for revenge, but also to let the entire Blood Knife Sect know his strength.

"Your doom has come!" Ye Fan roared, followed by the roar of his all-out attack.

At the same time, the disciple who had just been knocked down by him struggled to get up and prepared to attack again. However, fear appeared on his face, and the darkness around him seemed to be constantly devouring their courage.

"Prepare for your end!" Ye Fan's voice rang out in the silent night, like a whisper from the abyss, chilling.

At this moment, more disciples of the Blood Blade Sect arrived, and the chaotic situation instantly pushed the atmosphere of the battle to a climax. Ye Fan knew that he had to evacuate as soon as possible. Although he had begun to show overwhelming strength, with so many enemies, staying here would only lead to a greater crisis.

He analyzed the situation calmly, turned around and retreated into the darkness, leaving behind a chaotic battlefield and a group of angry and helpless Blood Knife Sect disciples.