"Ye Lin."
"Ye Lin? What an ordinary name."
Lin Yunlu muttered, rubbing her chin.
Ye Lin merely smiled faintly.
"It really is an ordinary name. You are the artifact spirit of the Mysterious Yellow All-Things Bell, so you must know why I've come. Well? Do you want to establish a connection with me?"
Ye Lin said with a smile, extending his hand. Refining a weapon without an artifact spirit took a very long time, but a Supreme artifact with an artifact spirit was much easier. So long as one gained the artifact spirit's recognition and signed a contract with it, the Supreme artifact would become one's own.
"Although I haven't gone out for a very long time, I still know that you're only a True Immortal cultivator. I'm afraid I'll starve if I follow you."
Lin Yunlu sprawled over Ye Lin, feeling him up and down with dissatisfaction.
"You're an artifact spirit, and you're greedy for food too?"
"Of course. I've been here for a very long time. Ever since that last boy died, I haven't gone out again. It's been ages since I last had any delicious food."
"I don't care. If you want me to follow you, it's simple—you have to provide me with one feast every year..."
"No, one feast every month."
Lin Yunlu counted on her fingers. Having been trapped in this world for so long, with no one to talk to in her daily life, her nature had become very innocent.
"Alright, alright. How about I give you three meals a month?"
Ye Lin said with a smile, patting the top of Lin Yunlu's head.
"Hmph, don't pat my head. The last boy said that if you keep patting the top of your head, you won't grow taller. I'm already this short—if you keep patting