"All right. Go out and consolidate Forbidden Void's forces. As long as you can take the power I gave you out with you, you will have succeeded completely."
"Next, have those five Golden Immortals who agreed to cooperate with you come see me. I'll send people to join up with them. As for what you seek, I'll handle it for you."
After saying that, the old man lay back down in his chair and narrowed his eyes slightly. The whole chair rocked back and forth, and before long, a faint snore sounded.
That truly broadened Ye Lin's horizons. Did Primordial Unity Golden Immortals snore when they slept too?
However, he did not dwell on it. The old man's words had benefited him greatly. Whatever existed had its reason.
That was right—whatever existed had its reason.
It already existed, so how could it possibly be unreasonable?
"Thank you, Senior. This junior shall take his leave."
Following Poison Venerable, Ye Lin walked out of the great hall.
"My lord, what was the point of telling him so much? Do you truly think this fellow can seize the Dao Fruit?"
Only after Ye Lin and Poison Venerable's figures vanished did Mo Cang, who had remained silent all along, speak up.
"You, you... never underestimate anyone. Since ancient times, those who seized the Dao Fruit all began as insignificant little figures, unknown to the world."
"Besides, since the Invincible Art chose him, there must naturally be a reason for it."
"And who says Great Luo Transcendence absolutely requires a Dao Fruit?"
The old man smiled as he chided Mo Cang. Though he said so, Mo Cang still did not believe it.
In his eyes, Ye Lin was an utterly inconspicuous nobody, a nobody so small he could not possibly be any smaller.
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