Soon—
The disciples exchanged glances and decided to arrange everything for Ye Chen.
"Everything I said was true..."
Seeing that nobody said a word, Ye Chen panicked and cried out, "That person just told me himself! The ten-thousand-year Immortal Spirit Marrow is in a cave fifty li east of here."
"Whether it's true or not, we'll check for ourselves!"
The disciple in charge gave a cold snort, then turned and ordered, "Leave a few people here to watch him. The rest of you, come with me to check the place fifty li east."
"Yes!"
The others had no objections. Three or four stayed behind to keep watch.
Every one of them was a muscular, bare-chested man, each with a cultivation base around the high stage of the Earth Immortal realm.
"Earth Immortals!?"
Ye Chen still looked panicked, but he couldn't help feeling pleased inside.
He'd thought he was going to be done for here today. Who could've guessed that happiness would come so suddenly? Not only had they spared him, they'd even left a few Earth Immortals behind to guard him.
Although he couldn't even beat Lin San right now, dealing with a few nobodies would be easy.
All he had to do was wait until their guard was down, pull out the Years Blade, and catch them by surprise. Then he could rush fifty li east as fast as possible and see if there was a chance to seize the ten-thousand-year Immortal Spirit Marrow.
But before he could make a move, the others acted first.
The burly men looked at him with suggestive eyes. A few of the bolder ones even reached out, grinning lewdly as they caressed his exaggerated pectoral muscles.
"What are you doing!?"
Ye Chen's heart leaped, and he instinctively backed away a few steps.
Though