Old Acquaintance

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. To think a common boy from a small village could grow to such heights—tsk, tsk, tsk. It truly is..."

Watching Ye Lin's retreating back, Toutian clicked his tongue in wonder.

"Fat Daoist, get lost."

Once Ye Lin had vanished from sight, Little Red snapped angrily.

"Oh? And why is that?"

Toutian looked at Little Red, his face full of feigned surprise.

"I don't like the scent on you. If you weren't a friend of the Boss, I would have swallowed you in one gulp long ago."

Little Red said with disdain.

Toutian was stunned by these words, but then he realized the reason.

In the ancient era, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion had been so powerful and arrogant that they once provoked the Divine Beast Clan. While a full-scale war never broke out, they had disgusted the Divine Beast Clan to their core.

Because of this, the Divine Beast Clan had deeply ingrained the scent of those from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion into their memory, passing it down through the generations. Thus, the moment Little Red detected Toutian's aura, he felt a bone-deep loathing.

"Fellow Daoist, that was the work of the ancient Heavenly Secret Pavilion; it has nothing to do with me. I am a youth of the new era, and I intend to build..."

Toutian pondered for a moment before beginning to lecture Little Red with grand principles—or rather, attempting to brainwash him.

After all, he was quite skilled at that sort of thing.

"Don't run! Witness my move: Flood the Golden Mountain!"

"Hmph, I am a powerful cultivator! Watch me Overturn Rivers and Seas!"

In the open space in the distance, two little boys with braided hair were pinching immature hand seals and attacking one another.

The two of them were having the time of