Hu Yao'er smiled and said, "You must be joking, Lord Ye. However, human cultivators like to engrave their magical powers and the like on stone tablets, creating powerful inscriptions. When the great war between humans and demons broke out, many Imperial level figures were buried in the mountains. You have speculated that a Renhuang left this inscription. There is a high probability that this is true."
Ye Futian looked into Hu Yao'er's bright eyes that were full of sincerity. It was like there was no ulterior motive within them.
"Perhaps. However, I do not want to gamble on this," said Ye Futian. And he was not lying. If it came down to him, he was nowhere near good enough.
This Celestial Fox Palace presented him with an opportunity. He could use something small to obtain something great.
Of course, he was not purely gambling. He had significant advantages when compared to others. He could use his powers to see what was going on.