Wang Ye nearly broke down upon learning the truth. So after hunting me for so long, it turned out we were all on the same side?
"You know my master?"
Seeing Wang Ye's expression, Taiyuan frowned before asking. At the same time, several guesses rose in his heart.
"I came here this time to follow Ye Lin. Why are you hunting me down? Why won't you let me go?"
Hearing Wang Ye's grief-stricken questioning, Taiyuan slowly sheathed his long sword. After a brief assessment, he was not an enemy, but...
"I won't believe your one-sided claim. We'll decide once my master comes out. But during this time, you'd better not make any rash moves. Otherwise, it won't be as simple as teaching you a lesson."
After Taiyuan finished speaking, he drew back the aura he had released, his entire body becoming perfectly integrated as one.
"Whew, after all this time, I've only recovered thirty percent of my origin? At this rate, won't it take until the Year of the Monkey for me to return to my peak? And if my origin doesn't recover, my cultivation won't be able to advance even an inch. Damn it."
Toutian, sitting beside Taiyuan, wore a helpless expression. These days, he had been traveling outside with Taiyuan, and for some reason, Taiyuan's luck had been absurdly good—so good it was almost excessive.
Following Taiyuan, he had obtained quite a few benefits as well, to the point that he was reluctant to leave him. Yet even with the support of such immense resources, his origin had only recovered by thirty percent.
He was still far, far away from his prime—not merely a little way off.
At the very bottom of the canyon, Ye Lin waved his hand, and the mist before him instantly vanished, revealing a