Several months flashed by.
Moon Pincer Peninsula, Highland Alliance.
Recently, near Descending Clouds City, every evening, the sky would be covered with red clouds. This magnificent phenomenon attracted a lot of attention, especially from Insect Control Masters.
Insect Control Masters knew very well that this was a sign of the impending opening of the Red Cloud Realm.
As soon as the news spread, a great number of Insect Control Masters traveled thousands of miles to Descending Clouds City, settling in early to avoid missing the opportunity.
"Sorry, esteemed guests, our inn has no rooms left."
"Dammit! What did you say?"
"Sorry, sorry, truly sorry, respected sorcerer, it's just that we've had too many people coming to stay, and our inn has no vacancies."
In an inn within the sorcerers' exclusive area, a middle-aged attendant was apologizing and carefully explaining to the sorcerer in front of him.
Hearing his words, the sorcerer, Hower, looked somewhat displeased.