"Nalan Ye is going to the Ancient Clan..."
After the meeting, Zhou Chuan walked through Three Sisters Mountain, his eyes flickering. He had never known what the Ancient Eight Clans were before, but now that he had taken Venerable Yao as his master and become part of the Great Love Alliance's "core ranks," he understood a little. The Ancient Eight Clans were ancient, powerful forces that stood above the entirety of Central State!
According to what Nalan Ye had said at the meeting, two Dou Shengs and three Venerables would remain in the Great Love Alliance. Only Nalan Ye himself would take several people to the Ancient Realm in the Eastern Region of Central State to attend the Ancient Clan's Coming-of-Age Ceremony...
"Hmph, there's a road to heaven and you refuse to take it; hell has no gate, yet you insist on walking in!"
Zhou Chuan sneered coldly. He immediately turned on his heel, left the Star Realm, and glanced around vigilantly as he made his way to a cave in the valley outside the Star Realm. Taking out a Moonlight Stone and borrowing its faint glow, he wrote down the news on a sheet of paper. He then suggested that the Hall of Souls set up an ambush along the way and wipe out Nalan Ye's group in one stroke.
"Nalan Ye, may you never return! Hehehehe!"
Zhou Chuan's low, eerie laughter echoed through the dim cave, like dozens of bats screeching, piercing and unpleasant. After stuffing the note into a jade bottle and pressing it beneath a stone, he carefully left the valley and returned to the Star Realm.
A long while later, a figure clad in a black cloak entered the cave. Beneath the large hood, a handsome, refined face could faintly be seen. As he walked