The Nanlu Mountain Range stretched for hundreds of miles.
To its northwest was a peak approximately three thousand meters high, shrouded in mist and clouds all year round, with breathtaking scenery.
Midway up the mountain, there was a cave abode.
Long Qitian, Li Hanshao, and Wu De knelt in front of the cave, gazing reverentially at a middle-aged man with a mustache-split beard.
"Your two maids are quite pleasing. I, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, will reluctantly become the Supreme Elder of the force you're establishing," said the Shape-shifting Beast, gently stroking his mustache-split beard with a satisfied smile.
"We've seen the Supreme Elder!"
The three of them knelt in unison, their eyes brimming with ecstasy.
"By the way, what's the name of the force you three are establishing?" the Shape-shifting Beast asked curiously, still fondling his beard.
The three exchanged glances, their expressions odd.
