Hearing the old man's words, Ye Lin nodded. More than eighty years—enough.
"Alright, the transaction is complete."
The old man handed the Primordial Pearl to Xuan Du beside him. After all, Ye Lin simply could not activate the thing himself; one careless mistake and the Primordial Pearl would drain him dry of his lifespan.
Xuan Du accepted the Primordial Pearl and nodded to the old man.
Only he could activate the Primordial Pearl for Ye Lin's cultivation.
"Let's go."
Xuan Du rose to his feet and waved to Ye Lin. The two vanished. Watching them disappear, the seven old men exchanged looks and nodded in satisfaction. Then, their figures vanished as well.
Clearly, Ye Lin had now passed their test, and they had acknowledged him.
Xuan Du led Ye Lin all the way back to his residence. Sitting on a stone stool, Xuan Du tossed the Primordial Pearl into the air. It floated in midair, spinning without cease.
"Are you ready? Time is limited. I imagine you don't want to waste any of it, either."
Xuan Du looked at Ye Lin and spoke softly. This item could only be borrowed for one month; every second wasted would make Ye Lin ache with regret.
"I'm ready, Martial Uncle."
After Ye Lin spoke, Xuan Du nodded and activated the Primordial Pearl. The next moment, Ye Lin's body vanished. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in a place alive with birdsong and fragrant blossoms.
The entire space was incomparably vast. Endless grasslands stretched as far as the eye could see, and when the wind blew, the grass bent in unison to one side, forming a breathtaking sight.
Yet Ye Lin was clearly in no mood to admire the scenery. He immediately sat cross-legged on the ground as the Destruction Sword Dao