"Whew whew whew~~~~"
A breeze blew by, yellow leaves danced in the air, sorrowful and desolate.
"Old Zhan, is this really where Star Peak is? My God, this is like a barren mountain!"
"Where is everybody? Where is everybody??"
Ye Tian was dumbfounded, looking at the endless emptiness of Star Peak, feeling utterly chilly inside.
"Ahem, from today on, you are the third disciple of our Star Peak. Do your best."
"Cheer up. This token holds five hundred Star Points. Buy anything you need."
Next to Ye Tian, stood an elder with white hair, wearing a tattered Daoist robe, who flew up the mountain like a gust of wind, leaving behind a very dashing figure.
"This is too much of a rip-off, it's eerily quiet like a ghost town," Ye Tian said with a bitter smile, looking at the "Star Sect Introduction" book and a blue token in his hand, "Forget it, it suits me well enough. From now on, I am the Mountain King."
