Night gradually arrived, enveloping the mountain forests. On the contrary however, the outer mountains only grew even more busy.
After the disciple classification announcement in the day, secretly undercurrents flowed violently between the numerous new disciples.
As the saying went, wherever there were people, there will be conflict. Even the Spirit Devouring Mountain was no exception.
Majority of the new disciples were fresh off the boat. Several of the more quick-witted ones began to call friends together to form factions. In any place, a faction would clearly have an advantage over an individual.
The existence of first class disciples became the core of several groups, rapidly increasing their status.
As such, the brightly lit little houses in the mountains became a hub of activity.
In one of the little houses, several dozen people were gathered, making the atmosphere pretty lively. Levoe was also included amongst them.
