Qing Yu and the little fox didn’t know what’d occurred on the ninth floor of Dragonhollow Mountain. Thus, they listened quietly to Lu Yun’s retelling without interjecting.

The two pots of dragon soup had been cleaned out and everyone returned to their own camp. Anyone who’d eaten from the pots, regardless of identity, was now tagged with either the label of the Ten Valleys of Evil or the Immortal Pagoda. They were now these factions’ unwavering constituents.

News of the Empyrean King, eminent ruler of Hopeless Major, being the Immortal King’s dao partner was too stunning to believe. So the Immortal Pagoda was essentially Hopeless Major!

However, it remained to be seen whether Hopeless Major could represent the Ten Valleys of Evil.

None of valleys’...