"Bai Yujing..."
At Chen Lin's mention of Bai Yujing, the old man's expression turned wistful.
"He certainly was someone extraordinary, but even he only managed to escape thanks to the Rivers and Mountains Sword. If he hadn't obtained that supreme treasure of the Abandoned Land by a stroke of fortune, he'd have been clinging to life just like me. He might not even have lasted as long as I have."
"The Rivers and Mountains Sword?"
Chen Lin was taken aback.
That sword was actually in Bai Yujing's hands? Then what was he searching for? Fortunately, he had come here, or he would have wasted a great deal of time.
"You've never heard of the Rivers and Mountains Sword?"
The old man looked at Chen Lin and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. He raced toward the Bamboo House.
But halfway there, he collapsed.
His whole body convulsed on the ground as if he were having a fit, and confused murmurs spilled from his mouth.
At the same time.
The Pagoda beside them seemed to have been stimulated by something. The Round Bead at its peak flashed rapidly, releasing waves of a strange aura that seemed capable of affecting people's senses and inducing inexplicable hallucinations.
Something occurred to Chen Lin. He immediately entered the spirit infusion state and suppressed his abnormal emotions.
Then he quickly retreated.
But before he had taken more than a few steps, a fragrant breeze swept over him. Yuan Zhimeng wound herself around his body like a water snake, her hands roaming all over him.
For an instant.
Chen Lin's mind ran wild like a restless monkey and a galloping horse, and he nearly lost control of himself.
He immediately activated the Open Heavens Secret Art, merging seven slashes into one and bringing his