"How come you brat are stealing my prey? I was clearly here first. Let me play with Ye Zun first. Ye Zun, play with me—I'm at the eighth layer of Golden Immortal, same as you."
"Ye Zun, I'm at the seventh layer of Golden Immortal. Fight me, fight me."
"Hahaha, you lot shouldn't bully Ye Zun. It's Ye Zun's first time in our First Region; it's only natural that he's unfamiliar with the Land of Life. All of you, get lost. Stop making trouble."
"Who the hell are you? Get lost. I want to fight Ye Zun."
The surrounding experts all mocked him.
After all, in their eyes, Ye Lin before them was a walking fame generator.
Whoever killed Ye Lin would have their reputation soar straight to its peak. That was far easier than painstakingly carving out a name for oneself.
Peals of laughter rang out continuously. Ye Lin merely smiled faintly, then slowly raised a hand and lightly clenched it.
The Emperor Sword abruptly appeared in his hand.
"Since all of you enjoy playing with me so much, why not come at me together?"
"I won't bully you either. I'll give you one hand."
Ye Lin smiled slightly.
The moment those words fell, the air around them suddenly went still. The surrounding experts stared wide-eyed at one another, each looking at the next.
Then, waves of laughter suddenly erupted from the crowd.
The laughter was filled with ridicule and disdain.
"Hahaha, Ye Zun, that joke isn't funny. Take it back, and we'll pretend you never said it."
"That's right, Ye Zun. That joke really isn't amusing."
Just as they spoke, a terrifying sword cry resounded between heaven and earth.
The next moment, Sword Qi howled. The sky above abruptly changed color as countless streams of Sword Qi swirled