Chapter 1228 Reaching Juset Shore

• Atticus blinked in surprise. "You mean those tales of travelers on Mount Kastron who watched the Four Clans battling and mistook them for immortals?"
• Aiden's brow tightened. "When will your Four Clans finally step down from that lofty pedestal?"
• "Look," Aiden said, his voice low yet honed like a blade. "Even if your people bury every trace, rumors still cling to the mortal world. Legends drift through taverns and alleyways. Ordinary folk can't grasp the truth, so they assume real cultivators walk among them."