"Could the one I've been searching for all this time really be a dead man?"
Standing in the void, Ye Lin felt somewhat helpless.
He had searched for so long, yet found nothing.
There had been absolutely no word of him—not even the faintest scrap of news.
His clones had gone to the major cities to spread the portrait, but it was still useless. Not even a little useful.
There was no news at all. Countless powerful cultivators had all claimed they had never seen him.
This made Ye Lin wonder whether the person he had been searching for all along had been dead from the very beginning.
But doubts were doubts. Ye Lin still had no intention of giving up.
He knew eighty million transaction points were not so easy to earn.
He would take it one step at a time. He would keep looking here for one more year—just one year.
If he could not find him, then so be it. He would stop looking. If he did find him, it would be an unexpected delight.
Back then, he had been forced to agree partly for the sake of the transaction points, and partly because of that senior's strength.
It was someone else's territory, and they had already been so courteous. What if he still refused and that senior, in a fit of rage, slapped him to death?
But now, he was free.
He would search for one final year.
If he still could not find him, then forget it. He would just assume that person was dead.
Ye Lin took several steps, and his figure instantly vanished above the heavens.
"What is it? Did you find him?"
Above the heavens, Ye Lin took out the Jade Talisman and looked at Zhang Ling'er before him.
"We found someone