"Ah, with that mindset, you truly are broad-minded."
After hearing Wang Tian's indifferent words, Bao Xiaotou sighed. Wang Tian truly was open-minded.
He himself could never be that open-minded.
"Fellow Daoist, ahead lies the Lotus Pool of my Heavenly Sword Sect. Please, take a look."
Following Jian Changfeng's pointing finger, Ye Lin saw an enormous lotus.
Its petals had been carved from crystal-clear immortal stones, and atop every petal stood a majestic palace. Their rooftops pierced the clouds, vying with the sun and moon in brilliance.
At the very center of the Lotus Pool was a clear spring, its waters transparent to the bottom. Above the spring, corridors crisscrossed in every direction.
White mist drifted over the pool, while fish that appeared far from ordinary occasionally swam through the water. Blossoming lotuses floated across the surface.
Before they had even arrived, they could already smell a fragrance that seeped into the heart and refreshed the spirit.
The scent was not overpowering. At the first breath, it gave Ye Lin a jolt of clarity, even sharpening his mind.
Figures stood along the corridors, conversing cheerfully with one another.
Moreover, the aura emanating from every single one of them was anything but ordinary.
They were exceedingly powerful.
"Everyone, let me introduce you. This is Fellow Daoist Blood Slaughter, and these are Fellow Daoist Blood Slaughter's friends."
Jian Changfeng led them over and introduced them.
The moment the host spoke, the figures around them cast curious looks toward Ye Lin and the others.
Yet after observing them for a moment, Ye Lin could clearly sense a trace of disgust within those gazes.
It was easy for cultivators to conceal their inner thoughts.
But those looks held not the slightest attempt at concealment.
Ye Lin reckoned that if Jian Changfeng had not been standing