“It’s the Roving Dragon battle formation of the Roving Dragon Sect!” Yun Shuige brightened when he saw Mosi Yuxiu’s men assemble together. “Fellow daoists of the Roving Dragon Sect, I will remember this favor!” A keen light danced in his eyes.

While the Roving Dragon Sect was only a mid tier sect in Great Xia, its potential was enormous. It would be quite ideal if he could recruit the sect to his father’s banner on this trip. Yan Guichi had just been made a titled king and Marquis Skycloud was of the same mind as him. They were one faction and in the midst of expanding their power.

Being one of the marquis’ sons, Yun Shuige naturally inherited his father’s ambitions. Making new allies and drawing in others came as easily to him as eating and drinking.

The cultivators from Marquis Skycloud’s side swiftly shuffled into a formation after Yun Shuige spoke and trapped Lu Yun inside. Mosi Yuxiu’s paramount dao weapon emanated waves of silver...