"You're saying he is your master?"
Watching Ye Lin beat four opponents single-handedly, Mei Jiaojiao looked at Su Qingyu before her with a tone full of doubt.
That man was simply terrifying. He was suppressing four of the top ten on the Golden List all by himself, and it wasn't even an evenly matched fight—it was a one-sided slaughter.
Those four were like children in front of Ye Lin.
It looked more like Ye Lin was just toying with them the whole time.
This completely shattered her worldview. Why could a living being be strong to such an extent?
Everyone was a True Immortal, they were all True Immortals! Could the gap within the same realm really be this massive?
Ordinary cultivators, prodigies, supreme prodigies, and those above supreme prodigies—yet Ye Lin didn't belong to any of these systems. He belonged to an even higher tier.
This was the first time since she began cultivation that Mei Jiaojiao had ever witnessed such an outrageous spectacle.
"Naturally. That is my husband, and my husband is invincible."
Su Qingyu raised her chin and spoke with a face full of pride, her eyes brimming with adoration as she gazed at that invincible figure.
"My dear junior sister, I admit Ye Lin looks a lot like him, but in the end he isn't. Your good husband turned into a skeleton a thousand years ago."
Mei Jiaojiao smiled as she looked at Su Qingyu. Naturally, she knew the husband of this silly girl before her. Come to think of it, she was the one who had killed him with her own hands.
Although that man looked very much like Ye Lin, he fell short of Ye Lin by a hundred thousand miles.
This foolish girl was usually foolish, and now she was even more so.