Feng Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, clearly pondering the meaning behind Xiao Jin's words.
What he meant by giving Yao Chen a gift was nothing more than raising Starfall Pavilion's strength and status.
It sounded simple enough, but without Yao Chen's influence to rally people, accomplishing it would still be extremely difficult.
"What gives you the confidence to say something like that?"
Xiao Jin brushed his finger over his Storage Ring, took out a Token, and tossed it toward Feng Xian.
Feng Xian instinctively reached out and caught it. A Token with an ancient, unadorned appearance now rested in his hand.
There were no complicated patterns on the Token, only lines that seemed to ripple like musical notes.
At the center, encircled by those lines, was a large character: "Sound."
"You're from Sound Valley?" Feng Xian asked in surprise. Among the eleven top forces in the Central Plains, Sound Valley was the most mysterious.
To a certain extent, it was even more mysterious than Soul Hall.
At the very least, despite having traveled across the continent for so many years, this was the first person from Sound Valley Feng Xian had ever met.
"That's right. I'm the personal disciple of the Sound Valley Master." Xiao Jin wore a smile, carrying himself with considerable poise.
Although people spoke of One Hall, One Tower, Two Sects, Three Valleys, and Four Pavilions, in reality, this was also a hierarchy of contempt.
Soul Hall and Pill Tower firmly occupied the top positions among the great forces. Because Soul Hall had the Soul Clan supporting it from behind, it faintly held an edge over Pill Tower.
Below them were the Two Sects, whose strength surpassed that of the Three Valleys and the Four Pavilions.
The Three Valleys also stood above the Four Pavilions. This could be