"Where did you get something this good?"
Liu Bai opened the wine jar and leaned in for a sniff, his eyes lighting up at once. As someone who had been around the block, he could tell with one whiff that this was fine wine.
"Secret."
Ye Lin gave Liu Bai a mysterious smile. Liu Bai fell silent, then lifted the jar and took a huge gulp, his face full of bliss.
"Good—good wine. It's been so long since I last drank this happily."
Liu Bai laughed heartily and set the wine jar down in front of himself, clearly claiming it as his own private property.
"There are still ten years left. Ten years from now will be the agreed time. If not for exploring this Taiyi Mystic Immortal ruin, I would have entered the Heavenly Immortal realm long ago."
Liu Bai drank from the jar as he spoke. He had been capable of entering the Heavenly Immortal realm ten years ago, but had kept suppressing his cultivation.
"Ten years? Enough. Then ten years it is. I'll be leaving first—I'm pressed for time."
Having said that, Ye Lin turned and left without giving Liu Bai so much as a shred of face. Liu Bai merely smiled faintly.
After bidding Liu Bai farewell, Ye Lin hurried without pause to the small island and entered seclusion. Having just broken through, he needed to stabilize his cultivation.
Though ten years was somewhat short for him, it was enough.
Closing his eyes, Ye Lin sat quietly in meditation within his cave dwelling. The days passed one after another outside, while Ye Lin remained utterly motionless.
To an immortal, ten years were no more than the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, ten years passed. That day, Liu Bai stood on the