"Yellow-Grade High-Tier Long Blade? Forget it. Better than nothing."
Ye Lin flicked his hand, and the blade was stored in his Spatial Ring. He could find someone to sell it to once he got out.
Although Ye Lin looked down on a Yellow-Grade High-Tier Long Blade now, it was still worth a fortune. At the very least, he could trade it for one Mid-grade Spirit Stone.
Just then, behind Ye Lin and far in the distance, rosy light blanketed the land, and enormous waves of sound echoed throughout Dragon Profound Cave.
In an instant, streaks of light flashed across the sky, all heading in that direction.
"What kind of treasure has appeared to cause such a commotion?"
At that moment, Ye Lin's heart stirred. He stepped onto his sword and flew toward the commotion, while countless Rogue Cultivators on the ground hurried there on foot.
The rosy light seemed close, but was actually far away. Even after flying for several minutes, he still hadn't reached his destination. Ye Lin couldn't help marveling at how truly vast this place was.
If he were in the Azure Cloud Sect, he could cover the entire sect in just a minute at full speed.
But as he passed over a canyon, the scene before Ye Lin suddenly changed. The surroundings turned completely dark, and thick fog rose up all around him.
"A formation?"
Seeing the change, Ye Lin's heart stirred, and he warily scanned his surroundings.
"Hahaha, thanks, Senior Brother Wu. This Formation Disk really does work wonders."
"Hmph, Lin Zisheng, I helped you this time, but you'll have to compensate me threefold for what this Formation Disk cost me."
"Of course, of course."
Just then, three figures emerged from the fog ahead.
At the center stood Lin Zisheng, his face filled with arrogance.