"As long as the trouble's been dealt with. Take these things—when you're out traveling, you can't go without a bit of money on you."
"The Silent Ridge you gave me before was excellent. It pushed my progress forward by more than half. If you come across another place like that next time, remember to find me."
"Alright."
Ye Lin put away the Spatial Ring the Spirit King had handed him and nodded with a serious expression.
"Since that's settled, I still have some matters to attend to, so I won't see you off."
"Alright, go hold your meeting. I'll be leaving first."
Ye Lin waved to the Spirit King, then turned and left.
He was already more or less familiar with the terrain inside this secret realm.
Moreover, with the Identity Token given to him by the Spirit King, he did not need to leave the secret realm and head up to the surface. He could depart the secret realm directly.
Taking out the Identity Token and stirring it with a thought, Ye Lin returned to the little room from before.
The first thing Ye Lin did upon returning was pinch his fingers and make a brief calculation.
"A total of two years have passed. That's acceptable."
Two years having passed was still within an acceptable range.
After sorting through his thoughts, Ye Lin rose and left the little room.
The moment he stepped outside, he saw countless monks passing around him and heading into the distance.
These monks all had a very clear destination—the front.
"You stayed in that secret realm for quite a while this time."
Wang Mingyang suddenly stepped forward and said with a smile.
"Mhm. I ran into a little trouble, but fortunately, it's been resolved."
"Is there some major event at this temple today?"
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