Zhao and Cao Er had pinpointed Tu Ling's standing with absolute precision: he was one of the Donghua Immortal Sect's trial disciples and the one in charge of Azure Dragon Island.
The scene was boiling with excitement, but Xu Yi's heart remained calm. He sent a thought to the round-faced man in purple, the square-faced man in purple, and Liu San: "Since it's such a hassle, we'll let him have this peak. There's no need for you all to worry."
Tu Ling paid Liu San no mind. After replying, he headed straight for the perfectly round spring, barely a few feet across. When he saw the deep azure qi continuously wafting above it, he burst into laughter. "Hahaha... This is a tremendous stroke of luck! No one's leaving today. It's my treat. Let's drink until we drop!"
The crowd cheered. The burly, bearded men who had earlier mocked the round-faced and square-faced men were especially eager to gather around Tu Ling, showering him with flattery.
Xu Yi had no intention of staying. He sent another thought to the three men in purple, then prepared to leave.
Tu Ling suddenly looked over and called out, "Brother with the big beard, since you're here, stay and have a drink with us. As the man in charge, I'd also like to meet the newcomer."
Ever since stepping through the entrance to the peak, Xu Yi hadn't said a word. Of the four of them, the round-faced and square-faced men were familiar faces, while Liu San's cultivation and attire made it obvious that he was a menial worker in the sect.
Only Xu Yi gave off the same aura of strength as the others present, and he had never met the host before.
Thus, everyone had already guessed that Liu Zhenlin had built Peak