"Tsk, Taichu, your disciple really has no manners. I'll have to make you pay dearly this time. It's been ages since I had any of your Immortal Brew."
"Trading the supreme treasure that protects Dragon Tiger Mountain for a jar of your Immortal Brew isn't asking too much, is it?"
The middle-aged man watched Ye Lin's retreating figure and muttered to himself.
He had sensed Ye Lin and Toutian the moment they set foot on Dragon Tiger Mountain, and had learned Ye Lin's identity long ago.
Did they really think a Dao Integration True Lord was so easy to fool?
If that were the case, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion wouldn't have fallen in ancient times.
He and Taichu were close friends. Of course he knew Taichu had taken on a new disciple, and he knew of Ye Lin as well.
He'd been planning to go meet him. He hadn't expected their first encounter to be the two of them stealing something right under his nose.
This was a real mess.
"That kid beside Ye Lin has some strange tricks. Looks like Ye Lin's had another lucky encounter lately. I can't believe you old fossil managed to take such a fine disciple. Even I'm a little jealous."
"His cultivation is as solid as an iron lump, and his body is at the Nascent Soul Peak. I doubt anyone at the same level could stand against him. Tsk, I'm so jealous."
"But the Immortal Brew, here I come."
After the middle-aged cultivator finished speaking, his entire body slowly vanished into the world.
Not a single person noticed.
Ye Lin retraced the route he'd taken on the way in, leaving without disturbing anyone.
Only after he left Dragon Tiger Mountain did he spot Toutian peeking at him from behind a large tree.
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