"Benefactor, you flatter me."
Hearing Ye Lin's words, the golden Buddha spoke softly, without the slightest hint of anger.
At his realm, it was impossible for him to lose his temper over a few words from Ye Lin.
He had lived for far too long. He was among the oldest generation of people in the Xuanhuang Great World, and after those endless years, very few things still interested him.
He had merely found Ye Lin's strength commendable, which was why he had taken a slight interest in him.
"Oh? You should have ties to the Central Continent, shouldn't you? Feel free to ask your friends there and see what they have to say."
Ye Lin said with a smile, one leg crossed over the other. He was not as detached as these people; he was still striving to preserve his true heart.
He did not want to become a cold and indifferent person.
He had to preserve his humanity at all times. He did not want to cultivate immortality only to cultivate away his own humanity.
An immortal was merely a realm, a title of respect for the strong.
"Benefactor, is there something you wish to say? There are only the two of us here, and this is sacred ground of my Buddhist sect. Whatever you wish to say, you may speak freely."
Hearing the hidden meaning in Ye Lin's words, the golden Buddha spoke.
"Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me. You can ask around—I can wait for you. What, with my current strength, am I still not qualified to speak to you as an equal?"
A faint yet immensely powerful aura seeped out from around Ye Lin, drawing even the golden Buddha's attention.
This aura seemed to be...
"Very well. Benefactor, please wait a moment."
After