In a valley tens of thousands of miles away from Zhou Yuan and the others, tents were set up everywhere.

On the highest point of the valley, Wang Xuanyang peered into the distance and fanned himself with a black-and-white jade fan. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Are all the secret sentry posts around the Zixiao Region set up?”

“All set up. Any team leaving the Zixiao Region territory will be under our control," Qianhu, who had one arm broken, replied in a low voice.

Wang Xuanyang nodded with a satisfied smile, and his eyes gleamed lustfully. "Su Youwei is a superb furnace. If we can seize her yin source, it will benefit me greatly. But it’s a pity that we have to operate in complete...