The towering Heavenly Mist Peak penetrated the clouds, shrouded in mist at its summit, exuding a sense of mystery.
Xiao Ye descended the mountain path, drawing awe-filled gazes along the way.
"It's him, the one who beat Yan Zhen in potential and set the record for the fastest ascent!"
"It seems that another young prodigy is about to rise in the Xingyun Kingdom. I wonder which power he hails from?"
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"I didn't expect the news of my ascent to spread so quickly."
Listening to the discussions around him, Xiao Ye frowned slightly. The feeling of being the center of attention suddenly cast a shadow in his heart, as though a crisis was looming.
"Could it be the Yan Family?" Xiao Ye's gaze flickered. They shouldn't have discovered that he was the murderer yet.
"No matter, it's always good to be careful."
Xiao Ye shook his head and sped up his pace down the mountain, ignoring the friendly overtures from the Martial Artists on the path.
