"Of course. Once you become immortal, I will fight you openly and honorably. When that time comes, if you win, then under heaven's vast expanse, where could you not go?"
"If you lose, then for the rest of your life, you will obey my orders alone. How about it?"
Hearing Ye Lin's utterly rude demand, Qin Wudao's eyes flew wide with fury, and he spat at Ye Lin.
"Dream on. The Ascension Gate will surely emerge within ten years. When that happens, I will naturally become immortal."
"Why should I listen to your orders?"
Hearing Qin Wudao's naive words, Ye Lin laughed. He really was just a simple child.
"If you trust me, then stand where you are and wait for me. If you don't, you may leave. Just don't regret it later."
After saying that, Ye Lin stopped paying Qin Wudao any attention.
He was now in the Earth Immortal realm, and his horizons had broadened greatly. With a single glance, he could tell that Qin Wudao was the strongest young prodigy he had ever seen.
If they were in the same realm, he would have to go all out. Otherwise, he would not be a match for him.
Even if he went all out, it was hard to say who would win.
A desire to nurture talent rose in him. Whether it was Old Garden or his own eldest disciple, both were figures who would one day dominate their own regions.
Both were people who could follow him into battle—and Qin Wudao was the same.
Qin Wudao had no stage now. If given one, he could bring him many surprises.
When he stepped into the starry skies in the future, he did not want to be alone.
He did not want to reach the end only to find