As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caught the attention of everyone, and they clamored for him to tell more.
Zhao Ming turned his head to look at Zhao Yi, and after seeing the encouraging glimmer in his eyes, his expression gradually became decisive.
"Zhao Yu is a man shrouded in mystery..."
Many such incidents had occurred.
Many who had once crossed paths with Zhao Yu had received much adulation.
At this moment, the most anxious was undoubtedly Mo Youcheng.
"Little Mo, you've been in my Mount Shu for over thirteen hundred years now..."
As an inner door elder and an Alchemist with the level progress of the Nascent Soul Stage, Mo Youcheng was now looking with utmost respect at the youth beside him who appeared only in his teens.
"Yes, Master Uncle, it has been over thirteen hundred years since I came to Mount Shu..."