Seeing that Ye Chen had not responded for a long while, Laozi grew somewhat displeased and gave a light cough as a reminder.
Only then did Ye Chen come back to his senses and hurriedly bowed. "Disciple Ye Chen greets Martial Uncle."
This was a respectful form of address in the Primordial Wilderness. Since Li Xinghe could stand on equal footing with Laozi, it was only proper for Ye Chen to call him Martial Uncle.
Long Aotian burst into laughter. Ye Chen, Ye Chen—though he did not know what cheat Ye Chen possessed, before absolute strength, he could only swallow his pride.
"Martial Nephew, there is no need for such courtesy. Since you wish to break through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, consume this fruit and you will immediately achieve your goal."
Long Aotian sounded as though he genuinely had Ye Chen's best interests at heart. For a moment, Ye Chen even began to wonder just who this man truly was.
But there was no way he could consume the Yellow Middle Plum. Its side effects were far too severe. Once he ate it, he would be stuck at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm for the rest of his life.
To ordinary beings of the Primordial Wilderness, the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm was an unattainable opportunity. But for Ye Chen, it was far from enough.
"Ye Chen, why are you not quickly thanking your Martial Uncle for his gift?" Laozi was somewhat angry. This disciple was usually exceptionally clever, so why was he behaving so improperly today?
Ye Chen was speechless. He could only bow and thank Long Aotian, though even now, he still had no idea who this man was.
Kunlun Mountain was immeasurably vast, countless times larger than Mount Sumeru in the west. It