บท 1120: The Herbal Smell in the Swamp

"There's an ancient ruin on the Great Zhou mountain?" Ye Mo asked after a while.

The monkey-mouthed foundation establishment state cultivator was dazed for a moment and said uncertainly, "So, friend, you're not here for the ruin. Well there's indeed a ruin in there…."

"Monkey Jian, you're scamming people again." A tall handsome male cultivator walked up to Ye Mo and saluted with his fists. "Friend, it's your first time at the Mang Mountain right? Don't trust Monkey Jian, this guy's tricking you. How can there be so many ruins?"

Monkey Jian saw this foundation establishment state cultivator and his face immediately changed. He turned to leave without even saying anything to Ye Mo.

Ye Mo studied this handsome male cultivator, he was also foundation establishment state but was at the peak stage. He seemed cheerful and genuine, but Ye Mo had the feeling that his words weren't as truthful as Monkey Jian.