Qin Mu walked toward Lin Taichu with a smile. "I am Qin Mu, the master of Tianshu Pavilion. Would you be willing to join Tianshu Pavilion, Young Master?"
Lin Taichu raised an eyebrow and asked with a faintly amused smile, "Qin Mu?"
"Young Master, you do not know me?" Qin Mu asked, somewhat surprised.
"My apologies. I am only interested in cultivation and do not care about other matters. Besides..." Lin Taichu shook his head and continued, "I do not think we have any suitable reason to do so."
Qin Mu smiled bitterly to himself. This Young Master's personality was somewhat similar to his master's. Once he made up his mind, not even nine oxen could pull him back.
"Young Master, have you forgotten something?" Qin Mu suddenly asked.
"Hmm?" Lin Taichu froze for a moment and looked at him in confusion.
"Have you not noticed that your Storage Ring is missing?" Qin Mu asked with a faint smile.
As soon as those words fell, Lin Taichu's pupils contracted sharply. He raised his hand and indeed saw a black hole at his sleeve cuff. His Storage Ring had actually been taken off!
The smile on Qin Mu's face grew even brighter. He looked at Lin Taichu with a grin and said, "I will help you put it back on."
With that, he reached out and grabbed for Lin Taichu's wrist. A sharp glint flashed through Lin Taichu's eyes as his Yuan Soul erupted with a powerful aura, intending to force Qin Mu back.
Boom!
However, the instant Lin Taichu released his aura, a buzzing filled his mind. His soul trembled violently, as though it had suffered a fierce impact.
In an instant, an extraordinary ripple spread out and directly eroded his soul. Lin Taichu let out a muffled groan, blood