Ye Xiwen did not care whether the people outside guessed his identity correctly. There was no need for that. But he had to let Gao Xuexian and the Internal Affairs Elder know the truth.
They headed straight into the depths of the mountain gate. Only after Ye Xiwen swept the area with his divine sense and confirmed that no one was around did he take out a token.
Gao Xuexian was still somewhat bewildered, but the Internal Affairs Elder immediately grew agitated. He recognized the token—the sect master's token, and the token of the first-generation sect master. Gao Chengye had taken it with him when he ascended. Later, the second-generation sect master, out of respect for Gao Chengye, had forged another sect master's token. It had long since become different from the first-generation token.
Other things could be forged, but this sect master's token could not. Gao Chengye's divine sense still lingered within it, making it immediately distinguishable.
He stared at Ye Xiwen in shock. Could he truly be Gao Chengye's master?
How was that possible? Everyone knew that Gao Chengye had been self-taught and had never had a master. But the Great Cataclysm era had been so chaotic that much historical material had long been lost. Perhaps Gao Chengye really had possessed a master.
More importantly, there was truly nothing left in the Pilgrimage Palace worth coveting. There were only a handful of people left, while the various texts and martial arts manuals had long been carried away. It had long since lost all value.
Could it be...
Ye Xiwen put away the token and said, "Gao Chengye gave this to me. He originally asked me to look after the Pilgrimage Palace, but I never expected something like this to happen!"
"Xiao Xian pays respects to Ancestor-Master!" Gao Xuexian