Just as the old man was about to strike down Little Red, he happened to notice Little Dot on her back. Only then did he withdraw his murderous intent.
"Old man, he's my disciple. Let her go."
The next moment, the golden barrier trapping Little Red shattered bit by bit. Space beside her suddenly split open, and Ye Lin stepped out of the spatial turbulence, a smile on his face.
"Boss."
"Master."
Little Dot and Little Red cried out in delight when they saw Ye Lin.
Ye Lin, too, had never expected the two of them to reach Ascension Prefecture before him—and to be fighting over the Ascension Disk, no less.
"May I ask where you're from, fellow cultivator? I'm Xuan Du, an elder of the Supreme One Immortal Sect in Ascension Prefecture."
Seeing Ye Lin, Xuan Du cupped his hands and bowed.
From how easily Ye Lin had just undone his technique, Xuan Du knew he deserved to be treated with respect.
"Ye Lin, disciple of Nameless Mountain."
Ye Lin spoke with his hands behind his back.
At the mention of Nameless Mountain, the other seven men all felt their hearts skip a beat. Someone from Nameless Mountain had actually come.
"Oh? A disciple of Nameless Mountain. May I ask what brings you here? Surely you didn't come all this way just to take your disciple home?"
Xuan Du asked, his expression unchanged.
"You must know why I'm here. There's no need to play riddles with me."
Ye Lin gave Xuan Du a deep look.
This little old man was trying to play riddles with him? Even a three-year-old could probably guess why he was here.
"I see. But even if you're from Nameless Mountain, you should still respect the rules of Ascension Prefecture, shouldn't you?"
Xuan Du thought