After hearing the White-haired Elder's words, Lin Baichuan's eyes immediately gleamed as he weighed the truth of his words.
Only after a long while did he nod. "If that's the case, why don't you go yourself?"
"I already told you—the palace was personally built by my true body to suppress my true body itself. Naturally, it affects me as well. If I could enter, why would I need your help?"
The White-haired Elder shook his head and looked at Lin Baichuan. "You brat may seem frank and straightforward, but you're actually crafty and sly, with a suspicious mind."
"Thank you for the praise, Senior. I have no choice. My strength is meager, so if I want to stay alive, I naturally have to be a little more cautious."
Lin Baichuan chuckled, utterly unconcerned by the White-haired Elder's assessment of him.
How dark was this world? The strong devoured the weak.
If one was not a little crafty and sly, not a little suspicious, one might not even know how one died.
"Hehe... Since you're unwilling, then forget it. You may leave!"
The White-haired Elder waved a hand and said no more.
Naturally, Lin Baichuan would not leave. His thoughts churned as he considered whether he should simply make a move and kill this Divine Thought.
"No. This man's strength is formidable. The system's Insight Eye shows that he is in the late stage of the Earth Immortal Realm, and he is also the Divine Thought of a Golden Immortal expert. Who knows what methods he might possess?"
Lin Baichuan immediately dismissed the idea in his heart.
Making a move directly was the least reliable option. The other party was powerful, and he might not necessarily be able to take him down.
Once they became enemies, the trouble would be immense.