Gu Xiyan’s gaze was indifferent. It wasn’t because he was looking down on Ye Qingtian, but he respected Flower Burial as a fellow Champion of the Heavenly Paths. Although he had never met Lin Yun before, he looked forward to meeting him.0

Lin Yun bitterly smiled, “What do you mean by 'pretending'?”0

Gu Xiyan’s gaze became sharp, and he indifferently said, “Don’t tell me that you think you can be compared to Flower Burial after being praised as a prodigy swordsman by everyone?”0

Earlier when Ye Qingtian defeated his opponents, many cultivators were discussing if Ye Qingtian could be compared to Flower Burial. After all, they were both swordsmen, and it was natural for people to compare them together.0

If it was in the past, someone would definitely compare them together. But those words were a little too much for Gu Xiyan. After all, who was Flower Burial? Gu Xiyan had willingly given up the top spot on the Divine Dragon Elite Ranking for him, so he naturally wouldn’t accept putting Ye Qingtian on the same level as Flower Burial.0

“I never thought of that before,” Lin Yun said helplessly.0

It was fine if it was someone else, but he was Flower Burial. So why did he have to compete with himself?1

But Gu Xiyan didn’t believe it, and he coldly said, “I’m afraid you’re thinking of...0