I never expected the Black Turtle Clan to value their descendants so highly that they would dispatch a True Immortal in person to receive them.
The fact that they could casually send out a True Immortal showed just how formidable the Black Turtle Clan truly was.
"You have a way? Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, don't joke around. This is no child's play. If we slip up and get ourselves killed, we'll have died for nothing."
Yuexi forced out a faint smile. If they angered the Black Turtles outside, the Black Turtles could kill all three of them without consequence.
The Sacred Land would not provoke the Black Turtle Clan for the sake of a single Saintess like her.
If a Saintess died, they could simply appoint another. But if they angered the Black Turtle Clan, the entire Sacred Land might be wiped out.
She could still tell which mattered more.
"Let's go. I believe him."
Liu Bai stood up with a smile, patted Ye Lin on the shoulder, and stood beside him. Seeing the two like this, Yuexi could only nod. She could only hope Ye Lin was not joking.
After all, the price of joking with one's life was far too great.
At the same time, she was deeply curious. Did this man truly have ties to the Black Turtle Clan?
Even if he did, he should not have ended up in such a miserable state, should he?
That was right. In her eyes, Ye Lin was indeed living quite miserably—Liu Bai included.
One was a drunkard, the other a Rogue Cultivator.
The two looked unreliable no matter how she viewed them, though their talents were both exceptional—enough to serve as Inner Sect disciples in the Firmament Sacred Land.
"Let's go."
Ye Lin brought the two into the starry