Crestflow Dao Monarch. He wasn't that famous but the majority of ancient cultivators knew him well albeit by his name only. This monarch instilled fear in the hearts of many people as he declared his superiority in the Nine Heavens.
Being born as a mortal, the academy helped him to where he was right now. And him being the second monarch to be nurtured by the academy was also real. No one could counter any of his as he was very powerful and everyone knew it.
Sword Ancestor looked at Crestflow and sighed. His hunch was truly right that the one who tell on the item was this monarch who they had cared for in the past.
"Sword Ancestor, it's been a while." Crestflow bowed his head in respect to the ancestor, "I'm glad that you are doing well."
"Why did you sell the academy?" Sword Ancestor was full of grievance. Despite being a mortal, they loved and cherished Crestflow like their son in the past. Yet, this was how he would pay them back?