"Tsk, tsk, tsk. An ordinary boy from a small village has grown to this point. Tsk, tsk, tsk, truly..."
Watching Ye Lin's retreating figure, Toutian clicked his tongue in wonder.
"Fat Taoist, get down."
After Ye Lin disappeared, Little Red snapped at him.
"Oh? Why?"
Toutian looked at Little Red in astonishment.
"I don't like the aura on you. If you weren't the boss's friend, I'd have swallowed you whole long ago."
Little Red said disdainfully.
Toutian was taken aback, then finally understood.
In ancient times, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion had been a powerful force. It had even grown arrogant enough to provoke the Divine Beast Clan. They never actually fought, but the Pavilion had thoroughly disgusted the Divine Beast Clan.
That was why the Divine Beast Clan had remembered the aura of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion's people so deeply. The memory had been passed down to this day, so as soon as Little Red sensed Toutian's aura, she felt an instinctive disgust that came from deep in her bones.
"Fellow Daoist, that was the ancient Heavenly Secret Pavilion's doing. It has nothing to do with me. I'm a young man of the new era. I want to build..."
After thinking for a moment, Toutian began lecturing Little Red on lofty principles. In truth, he was just trying to brainwash her.
After all, he was quite skilled at that sort of thing.
"Don't run! Take this, Flood the Golden Mountain!"
"Hmph, I'm a mighty cultivator! Take this, Overturn Rivers and Seas!"
In an open space in the distance, two little boys with braided hair were forming clumsy hand seals and attacking each other.
They were having the time of their lives.
Ye Lin watched the entire scene.
From the two boys, he sensed a familiar bloodline aura—and it was her