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 ...