It didn’t take long for a few hundred cultivators in grey robes to arrive outside the city.

Yang Ye’s gaze descended onto the saber wielding man who led the group. Because he was a Saint.

An Innate Saint? Yang Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly. They’re finally getting serious? Right, if they continue sending outer court students like the students from before, then wouldn’t the Law Faction’s higher-ups be fools?

“You’re Yang Ye?” The man who held a saber in his ...