"Yes, Master."
Hearing Ye Lin's words, Taiyuan immediately agreed. At the same time, he wanted to experience a real battle for once. During all his days of wandering, he had never gone through a genuine fight.
He had once challenged the heirs of those great powers. The moment they heard Taiyuan had come to challenge them, they either surrendered, shut their doors and refused to meet him, or played house with him. There had been no enjoyment in it whatsoever.
"Master, over these past days, I noticed that this fellow has been secretly following you. I think he must be up to no good."
Taiyuan pointed at Wang Ye beside him as he spoke to Ye Lin. At those words, Wang Ye's face twisted bitterly.
Damn it, if it had not been for his master's orders, he would have run away long ago. What had his original purpose in coming here been? To assist Ye Lin. And how had it ended?
He did not even dare think about those matters. They had been the darkest days of his life.
"Oh? Is that really so?"
Ye Lin turned his head with feigned surprise, his eyes locking onto Wang Ye.
The instant he sensed Ye Lin's gaze, every hair on Wang Ye's body stood on end. Those eyes were filled with an intent to suppress all things. The moment he met them, he did not even have the courage to make a move against Ye Lin.
Ye Lin could practically kill him in an instant.
He found it unbelievable. He was the Dao Sect's sole successor, the most monstrous disciple of this generation's Dao Sect. Even with only early Spirit Transformation cultivation, he would not panic in the slightest when facing a cultivator at the peak of Spirit Transformation.
But Ye Lin?