High above in the clouds.

Yang Ye stood on one of the clouds while Daoist Gu stood before him. There were 2 other old men in robes that were a mix of white and green standing on either side of Daoist Gu.

All of them were Saints!

Daoist Gu asked seriously, “Who exactly are you!”

If it was anyone else who pretended to be his disciple, then he would have ended that person’s life a long time ago. After all, he didn’t want his reputation to be destroyed. But not only was his reputation not spoiled by Yang Ye, Yang Ye had improved his reputation greatly, and he’d absolutely gained a huge amount of prestige as well.

After all, the old fellows in the Ancient Sword School had expressed disdain when he said that he’d found a genius in the Sword Dao who was comparable to Lu Wan’er, and it was even to the extent that they’d ridiculed him and said that he’d lost his mind. But the very same old fellows had a 360 degree turn in their attitudes when Yang Ye made an appearance. All of them praised him for his discerning ability and for finding such an extraordinary genius for the Ancient Sword School.

Of course, he was baffled when he heard about Yang Ye. Because only he was clearly aware that the genius he’d taken as his disciple wasn’t...