Lin Xuan arrived at the Young Eagle Pavilion. It had been a long time since he had listened to an instructor impart teachings. Although he had already entered the late Spirit Movement Stage, hearing a Foundation Establishment Realm elder share his experience could still help him avoid many detours on the path of cultivation.
Unlike before, Lin Xuan no longer chose a secluded corner. Instead, he claimed a good spot in the front row. With the Red Silk Grass Green Liquid, he no longer had to worry about his cultivation being exposed.
"Eh, isn't this Junior Brother Lin? Long time no see!"
A clear voice cut through the air and entered his ears. Lin Xuan frowned. The owner of that voice was Ye Tian, a disciple who had entered the valley at the same time as him.
Ye Tian was exceptionally gifted, with an extraordinary Spirit Root, and his cultivation had progressed at a tremendous pace. He was considered one of the sect's elite disciples. Yet his personality was rather sharp and mean, and he enjoyed bullying others. Over the past few years, Lin Xuan had endured no shortage of his mockery and sarcasm.
A trace of gloom flashed across Lin Xuan's face, but it returned to normal the next moment. He sneered inwardly. In the past, he had been too weak and had no choice but to endure others' humiliation. Now... hmph, if Ye Tian dared speak rudely again, he would find an opportunity to make him suffer.
If others did not offend him, he would not offend them. But if others offended him, he would make them regret coming into this world.
Lin Xuan would not take the initiative to provoke anyone, but now that he had strength, he would never swallow his anger as he had before