Everyone in the Flying Cloud Palace was anxiously waiting while several figures flew towards the sky. Not long later, they arrived before the sect master who was bearing the pressure of the Sword Saint Mountain.

“Sect Master, Lin Yun made it through the ninth test.” An elder spoke out nervously with excitement flashing in his pupils. His heart throbbed violently at Lin Yun’s speed. After all, Ye Ziling took three days to reach the ninth test.

“I know,” replied the sect master with a composed face, but the flickers in his eyes betrayed him.

“Some elders want to enter and take a look at what’s going on, but none of them are able to enter,” said another elder.

“Ignore it,” replied the sect master.

The elders nodded their heads, but one elder couldn’t help asking, “Sect Master, will Lin Yun really be able to reach the peak?”

After all, they knew that Lin Yun had an ongoing bet with Ye Ziling. Back then, the elders merely smiled because Lin Yun didn’t know how terrifying Sword Saint Mountain was. But now, they were worried that Lin Yun would really be able to ascend the pe...