After tossing a remark to Old Li, Lin Mo turned and left, the killing intent around him nearly condensing into substance.
Old Li, meanwhile, wore a troubled expression. Once his mountain lord left, Yao Luo Star would likely be turned upside down. Countless factions were bound to suffer, and before long, heads would roll like rain.
Alas, troubled times—troubled times indeed.
"Come on, let's take a stroll."
Ye Lin said with a smile as he opened his eyes.
He was feeling rather relaxed now as well. Having powerful backing really was wonderful—scolding an Earth Immortal at the peak as though scolding a grandson. It was indeed cooler beneath a great tree.
Once they reached the ground, Ye Lin saw someone who greatly surprised him.
An old hunchback carrying a hoe on his back was walking down the street, his steps slow, looking just like an old farmer from the countryside.
Ye Lin hurried over and supported the old farmer.
"Master, why have you come here personally?"
Ye Lin asked softly as he looked at Zhuge Yun before him. Zhuge Yun had actually come in person—could it be that the affairs of Yao Luo Star had already caught the attention of those great powers within the Firmament Sacred Land?
"Ah, you little one. The problem with Yao Luo Star was discovered ten thousand years ago. The mission has been sitting in the Mission Pavilion for ten thousand years, yet no one has ever accepted it."
"Everyone thought it was too thorny, so no one took it. I never expected you to accept it. Once you came here, this old man could not rest easy alone."
"So I came to take a look."
Zhuge Yun glanced at Ye Lin and smiled as he spoke. His eyes swept over the bustling crowds around