It was unknown how often the Ancestral Sword Master had been absent to view the Sacred Blossom. Nevertheless, his seat had always been empty. On so many occasions, no one dared to sit in his seat.

Firstly, no one could sit in it.

Secondly, no one dared to sit in it.

Now, a young man was sitting in the Ancestral Sword Master's seat, and he managed to resist the pressure of the Ancestral Sword Master's swordsmanship.

For a while, many powerhouses were taking guesses about James' identity.

"Could he be a new Inner Disciple?"

"Probably so. Only by being the Ancestral Sword Master's Inner Disciple and having his consent can he sit there."

The sound of discussions resounded.

Even Melinda thought James was an Inner Disciple of the Ancestral Sword Master. She could not help but ask, "When did the Ancestral Sword Master take you in as his disciple? Why wasn't there any news about this?"

The Ancestral Talisman Master, next to James, was no longer interested in what was happening after g