"Sect Master Zhang, how about I trade you this item?"
Seeing how unyielding Zhang Zhidao was, Ye Lin extended his right hand. A black Long Sword slowly took shape in his palm.
"What is this?"
Zhang Zhidao looked at the black Long Sword in confusion.
He was only at the Golden Core early stage. All he could sense was the aura of destruction within the black Long Sword; he couldn't detect anything else.
"This is the product of my lifelong sword intent. If anyone in your Back Mountain isn't too stupid, they should be able to reach the Nascent Soul Realm with it. It contains the insights from my lifelong sword intent. What do you think?"
"Besides, this formation must have stood for millions upon millions of years. You're probably the only one who knows whether it can still unleash the power of the Spirit Transformation Realm."
"If it can't hold me, your Immortal Slaying Sect's legacy will be destroyed by your own hand. And surely you don't want to be the one who destroys the foundation your sect has built over millions of years?"
"What's more, this treasure is just sitting here. Why not trade it for a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse?"
After Ye Lin finished speaking, Zhang Zhidao sank into deep thought.
Ye Lin was right. What the Immortal Slaying Sect lacked most was top-tier fighting strength—a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator to hold down the fort.
Otherwise, any Nascent Soul cultivator could come along and push them around.
With a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator guarding their sect, they wouldn't have to keep cowering and could develop rapidly.
Besides, their legacy had endured for millions of years, passed down from one generation to the next. The experience they had accumulated was terrifying.
With a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator holding