The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Night enveloped the unofficial outer mountains.

However, numerous figures were gathered in a certain little house. The most eye-catching amongst the group was a young man dressed in white, Drake.

Drake sat in the centre, the surrounding gazes containing a trace of respect when they looked towards him.

As the undisputed number one amongst the outer mountain disciples, Drake commanded a tremendous amount of support and respect amongst the outer mountain disciples.

There were currently dozens of disciples present, all of whom were first-class disciples while also from the Shiyan continent. They could be said to be the elites amongst this batch of outer mountain disciples, making them the strongest disciple faction in the outer mountains when gathered like this.

In the face of their might, any of the other unofficial outer mountain groups could only give way.

"It's rare for you to invite us over Drake. There must be something you want to tell us today, right?" Paul Channa had a wide grin plastered across his face. He was likely the only one present who could address Drake in this manner.

After all, although he was less talented than Drake, he was no slouch either. In addition, the Channa clan he came from was a powerful faction in the Shiyan continent.

"If there's anything we can do for Brother Drake, feel free to let us know." An intimidating young man smiled from the side.

His name was Toria, and he was one of the more well-known figures amongst the unofficial outer mountain disciples, while also ranked sixth amongst the ten great outer mountain disciples.

If one were to sweep one's gaze across the group at this moment, one would be surprised to see nearly half the ten great outer mountain disciples present. The other disciples nodded and agreed in succession.

Drake softly chuckled, reaching out a hand to call for silence. His gaze swept around the group as he said, "There is only a month before the peak selection ceremony."

Everyone's expressions tensed a little, clearly understanding the importance of the ceremony. It was an event that would determine their future prospects in the Spirit Devouring Mountain.

"I've heard that the one who takes first place will be rewarded by the sect. The ultimate winner will not only be given a Gamma Layer technique, but they have even made an exception this time and decided to also bestow the champion a single Divine Spirit Ablution."

Upon hearing Drake's words, the surroundings burst into noise, everyone's eyes now burning with desire.

"To think that it would be Divine Spirit Ablution!" Paul clicked his tongue in amazement. "It's said that only diamond belt disciples get to enjoy such a thing. It is very precious and valuable indeed."

Paul's words made the disciples that had yet to fully understand lick their lips in desire. Diamond Belt disciples. That was the highest rank in the outer mountains.

"But the first place will definitely end up with Brother Drake." Someone sighed. Although they coveted the first-place reward, they were well aware of their worth. With Drake participating, none of them would be able to compete.

Drake chuckled. "Besides the first place, anyone who enters the top ten will be able to directly become gold belt outer mountain disciples. If they become diamond belt disciples in the future, they will also get to taste the Divine Spirit Ablution."

The young man called Moria rubbed his chin and said, "But the competition for the top ten will be very intense. There are quite a few capable individuals in this batch of outer mountain disciples."

"Yeah, some of the riff-raff other continents are pretty good." Added in someone else.

Drake said, "I've gathered everyone here today for this very matter."

His gaze swept across the crowd as he continued, "The peak selection ceremony will be a fierce contest, hence, I intend to fix the top ten spots to prevent any unnecessary fighting."

Everyone looked at each other, evidently not understanding what he meant. What right did they have as disciples to fix the top ten spots?

"Do we have the right to fix the top ten spots?" Asked an uncertain voice asked.

"Whoever has the harder fist will have the right." Drake smiled faintly.

"We Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples will take eight of the top ten spots. The other two will be thrown for the other continent disciples to fight over."

The crowd's eyes brightened. If they could occupy eight spots, it would undoubtedly be great news for them.

However, eight seemed to be a little too much.

Moria could not help but ask, "Will the other continent disciples agree?"

One had no choice but to admit that there were more disciples from the other continents. Although they could not compare in quality, it would not be easy to convince so many of them to fight for just two spots.

Drake smiled slightly and said, "Anyone who disagrees can come and find me."

"Brother Drake is so domineering!" The others gave him a thumbs-up, already unable to restrain their excitement.

From the looks of it, Drake intended to forcibly occupy eight spots for the Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples, 4 for each.

"Since we have agreed, if anyone does not follow the rules during the peak selection ceremony, we'll just have to expel him or her." Drake's eyes narrowed slightly.

The numerous disciples exchanged a look, before all of them said, "Everything shall be as Brother Drake says."

He nodded, before he said in an uncaring manner, "Besides this if the other continent disciples have any opinions, tell them that all of this started because of Ezra Zephyr."

This was undoubtedly forcing the other continent disciples to grow resentful towards Ezra Zephyr.

Only now were the many disciples struck by a flash of understanding. So Ezra Zephyr had offended brother Drake.

"Don't worry brother Drake, that kid has been growing too big-headed recently. It is time to let him know exactly who calls the shots in the outer mountains."

Drake chuckled as he gazed upon the group now filled with righteous indignation. He raised his head, his cold eyes looking towards a certain mountain creek far away.

"Ignorant mutt Ezra. Look at me, I only need to arrange a few things to make everyone your enemy… I heard that you intend to take one of the top ten spots in the peak selection ceremony?

Haha, since that is so, you will only be able to contest for those two spots. I hope that you will not drown in the saliva from everyone's cursing when that happens.

As for the other eight, if you dare to touch them, there won't even be a need for me to take action. These Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples will ensure you're beaten black and blue."