"What on earth is going on? Who's pulling the strings?"
In the sky, Lin Zisheng's face was grim. His luck had been absurdly bad lately.
Some time ago, he'd inexplicably fallen into a deep spring. Just now, a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Demon Beast had chased him into an underground ravine filled with revolting, bizarre bugs.
"Bamboo Sect is just up ahead. According to my master, as long as I get their support, I won't have to worry about resources for the next year. I can hardly wait."
Lin Zisheng's face lit up with anticipation as he sped toward the place before him.
The closer he got to Bamboo Sect, the more excited he became.
If he could bring Bamboo Sect under his control, he'd not only have all the resources he needed for the next year, but he'd also be surrounded by women. The sect was said to be made up entirely of them, and the thought thrilled him.
"I'm here. This must be where my master said Bamboo Sect was. But why does it look a little different?"
Lin Zisheng hovered in midair on his Flying Sword, map in hand. He repeatedly compared it with the bamboo forest below, but nothing matched.
"What's going on? Did I get the location wrong?"
Staring at the map, Lin Zisheng fell into thought. Then he glanced ahead—and his face froze.
That figure was someone he never wanted to see again for as long as he lived.
On the ground up ahead, Ye Lin leaned against a bamboo stalk, smiling at him.
The sight of him haunted Lin Zisheng like a demon.
"Senior Brother, since you're already here, why not come down and sit for a while?"
Ye Lin called up to Lin Zisheng in the sky.
Lin Zisheng had no choice