Soon, the group arrived at Holy Sword Peak. The courtyards were right before them, but knowing the origin of Holy Sword Peak, they hesitated to move forward, fearing they might accidentally damage something. This was the cultivation place of previous generations of Holy Masters before their succession—if they damaged anything, they couldn't afford to compensate.
"Haha, they're just a few courtyards. Even if Gods lived here, courtyards are still just courtyards. The Holy Master asked you to cultivate here, so cultivate well. Even if you dismantle the courtyard, it wouldn't matter." Jian Wuchen chuckled.
Hearing his words, the group was relieved, also laughing at themselves for being too cautious.
However, as they looked at those courtyards again, no one took the initiative to speak. If it weren't for Mu Hanyan, they might still be trying to sneak in like thieves and wouldn't have the audacity to choose before her.
