Hui Can didn't doubt it. This was the Heavenly Sect, after all. If they didn't agree, no one could come here. "In that case, Senior Brother, take your time talking. I'll be off."
Tuo Lin gave a quiet hum. Just as Hui Can was about to leave the courtyard, he called out, "Junior Brother, take the books with you. Not a second should be wasted. Read more books, and read good books."
Hui Can smiled sheepishly. "Got it, Senior Brother."
After Hui Can left, Tuo Lin emerged from the piles of books, looking a little embarrassed. "Sorry, old man. I don't have anywhere to offer you a seat."
Saint She waved a hand. "No need, child. Do you remember me?"
Tuo Lin studied Saint She carefully. "You look familiar. I think we've met before. What brings you here, old man?"
Saint She looked solemn, though a trace of awkwardness showed in his expression. "The universe... the universe is in crisis. It's time for you to embark on the path of a savior."
Tuo Lin's eyes widened. He was thrilled. "Is it finally my turn?"
Seeing the excitement in Tuo Lin's eyes, Saint She's trace of awkwardness vanished. Ever since he was young, Tuo Lin had been unable to cultivate because of his physical condition. He'd become withdrawn and developed an unusually intense obsession with cultivation, to the point that Lu Yin had fooled him into genuinely believing he was a savior.
Even children in ordinary families, barely in their teens, wouldn't believe such a thing, yet Tuo Lin believed it wholeheartedly.
It wasn't that he truly believed. He had to believe. He took Lu Yin as his example; if he believed in Lu Yin, then he could believe that he was a savior.
The higher Lu Yin rose, the more