“Senior, do you want to head up there and take a look?” Yang Ye pointed at the peak of the mountain, “I presume that you should be curious about what’s at the peak.”

The slovenly old man glanced at the peak and shook his head. Even though he could go up there because Yang Ye was here, he was a proud person. How could he possibly do something like that? Even if he was heading up to the peak, he wanted to do it with his own strength and not rely on another to get there.

Yang Ye understood the old man’s thoughts and didn’t speak further about it, “Senior, may I know your name?”

“Jian Xu.” The old man sized up Yang Ye and said, “You’re that fellow who’s absolutely famous throughout the continent right now, Yang Ye, right?”

A cultivation at the Saint Realm and Void Rank sword intent. Wasn’t that Yang Ye?

Yang Ye didn’t conceal it, not did he have to. He immediately nodded and said, “Than I’ll be heading up first.”

“This sword of yours….” Suddenly, the old man pointed at the sword which Yang Ye had condensed from sword intent and asked, “Aren’t you going to take it with you?”

Yang Ye smiled at the old man and said, “I think that I should be helpful to those that come after me....