"Senior Brother..."
Ye Xuan was stunned.
The elderly man in the blue robe appeared to be over eighty years old.
But Ye Xuan clearly remembered that his master looked quite young, probably around sixty.
However, according to the words of the blue-robed elder, Ye Xuan's master had existed for over a hundred years.
Even back then, Ye Xuan's master, Xiaoyao Zi, was already a top tier existence in the world.
Calculating this way, Ye Xuan's master's age should conservatively be around a hundred and fifty years.
"If you really are my senior brother, then how old is Master Xiaoyao Zi this year?"
Ye Xuan furrowed his brow, questioning with doubt.
"Hehe, how could I know the true age of our master? Before me, Master had disciples, but those people have long been buried in the mountains, turned to dust. I only know that Master was once the man standing at the top of the world and retreated to the mountains due to his weariness of worldly matters."
