This was an extremely remote valley, flanked by a steep cliff at the rear with towering mountains all around. The valley was filled with knee-high weeds and various types of shrubs and bushes.
Ye Wutian scanned his surroundings and saw no trace of Kumu. Just as he was about to shout, the voice of Kumu sounded in his ear, "Great responsibilities are bestowed upon great individuals. Young man, diligently continue your cultivation for one day a heavy burden will be entrusted to you."
Clearly, Kumu had already left, and the voice was transmitted to him through Primordial Spirit Telepathy.
"Senior, I have nothing to repay your kindness, only these three bows to express my gratitude." Ye Wutian shouted loudly, kneeling to the ground and kowtowing three times.
The voice of Kumu did not sound again. He seemed to have gone far away, and it was unknown whether there would be another chance to meet him in the future.
