“Zhao Yan, do you think her words can be trusted?” Lin Yun couldn’t be bothered with Ye Ziyun, but he was interested in the tenth-grade Spiritual Sword Bead she spoke of.

Zhao Yan briefly pondered before he replied in a hesitant tone, “What she said should be true, and I can tell she’s serious about inviting you. It’s so much so that she might be willing to let you have the tenth-grade Spiritual Sword Bead…”

But Lin Yun bitterly smiled when he heard that. He finally knew why Gongsun Yan called him a fool.

“What’s the matter? Am I wrong?” Zhao Yan scratched his head. “The Barren Sword Mound opens once a century, and I had no idea about it beforehand. So I can only analyze based on her words.”

“What she said about the tenth-grade Spiritual Sword Bead should be true.” Ye Ziling said.

“Then our goal is the same. Let’s rest for a night and wait for that fellow to wake up before we continue our journey.” Lin Yun sighed, looking at the fainted Gongsun Yan. Gongsun Yan was a little pitiful. He obtained an opportunity and significantly boosted his strength, wanting to spread his name...