The Huang sword rank disciples glanced at each other nervously.

Their gossip about Wu Yu had unfortunately been heard by Wu Yu himself. Even worse was the fact that Wu Yu was much stronger than them and was a prominent figure too. This deeply unsettled them.

After Wu Yu's question, the crowd quickly quietened down. Everyone was too scared to say more, so they just stood there with awkward expressions on their faces.

"Actually, there's not much more to say. You're probably in the dark because you went into isolation. Recently, something big happened in the sect - an unprecedented individual has appeared.

"This is none other than Beishan Mo. The commotion he caused was probably larger than the one started by Nangong Wei. It's quite a pity that you didn't manage to catch the excitement first-hand."

Someone finally spoke up. Wu Yu didn't seem to be ashamed or angry by their previous words, so the crowd of Huang sword rank disciples started to gather more courage.

Wu Yu interrupted them cleanly. "No need to beat around the bush. Just tell me his identity and how strong he is." 

At this time, a crane-haired elder with a healthy disposition stepped forward. At his age, one was afraid of practically nothing. With an old and decrepit voice, he replied,...