"Stop, old man. This is someone my young master has taken a liking to."
The next moment, a sweet voice rang in Ye Lin's mind.
Ye Lin frowned, then slowly opened his eyes. At some point, a young girl with twin ponytails had appeared before him.
An even more unbelievable scene unfolded. The girl slowly raised her hand, then flicked a finger—just a light, effortless flick.
The old man, who had been so imposing moments ago, was blasted straight away.
His body looked as though it had suffered some devastating blow.
Midway through his flight, the old man widened his eyes at the girl, wanting to say something. But before the words could leave his mouth, his body exploded into a spray of blood.
"This little bell is rather interesting. I'll take it back for my young master to play with."
Looking at the ancient bell floating in the Starry Sky, the girl grabbed it in one hand and spoke indifferently, then slowly turned to look at Ye Lin.
"My young master told me to save you. You now owe my young master a life-saving favor. Deal with your subordinates' affairs first."
"Once this matter is settled, my young master will naturally come looking for you."
"Remember, one life-saving favor."
After speaking, the girl extended a finger and tapped Ye Lin's brow. With a playful smile, she turned and vanished.
Ye Lin remained where he stood, a trace of disbelief flashing through his eyes.
Killing a half-step Golden Immortal with a flick of her finger? That kind of strength was absolutely that of a Golden Immortal.
Such a young Golden Immortal?
He could say with absolute certainty that the girl was not much older than him.
Geniuses cherished one another; that was his instinct.
A woman his age—or perhaps even