"Thank you, benefactor! Thank you!"
Watching Ye Lin's retreating figure, the village chief, supported by the other villagers, knelt tremblingly on the ground and kowtowed to him three times.
He had only ever heard of the path of cultivation; he'd never truly seen it.
And now Ye Lin was willing to pass it on to them. Such immense kindness was more than they could ever repay.
With this, their village might finally produce a true powerhouse—someone capable of leading them out of the mountains.
"Master, why didn't you bring the village chief, Da Hua, and Er Niu with us? They could become your disciples too, just like Little Dot."
Little Dot lay across Ye Lin's shoulder and spoke up.
"Little Dot, your master isn't strong enough right now. If I bring along that many people and we run into a Demon Beast, we could all end up dead."
"Besides, they're safest staying in the village. Once you've made progress in cultivation and become a mighty expert, you can come back and take them away. There's no rush."
Hearing Ye Lin's words, Little Dot nodded and said with a determined expression,
"Okay! Little Dot will definitely bring Da Hua and Er Niu to the place where we live."
As they walked, Little Dot actually fell asleep on Ye Lin's shoulder. Ye Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. A child was still a child, after all.
"Fellow Daoist, you took this child as your disciple. Does that mean he'll accomplish great things someday? Or is he exceptionally talented?"
Seeing that Little Dot had fallen asleep, Toutian finally asked in a hushed voice.
"This child has limitless potential. He'll achieve more than you or I. And, Fatty, don't ask what you shouldn't. You owe me a favor, so I suggest you