"Master, I never had such thoughts."
After Ye Lin said this, the Heavenly Blade Sage fell silent for a long while before letting out a soft chuckle.
"Those three slots of yours hold little appeal for me, but to others, they are immensely tempting."
"I also know that quite a few youngsters have already sought you out, yet you turned them all down."
"Do you know what these three slots truly mean?"
All of a sudden, the Heavenly Blade Sage looked at Ye Lin with a serious expression.
"Master, first, I don't know."
"Second, there are only two slots. I already have someone else in mind for one of them."
Ye Lin set down his wine cup and held up two fingers.
"Someone else in mind?"
"From what I know, before I took you as my disciple, you were a Rogue Cultivator. You had only arrived on the Origin Continent not long ago, and your foundations were shallow. You shouldn't know any Quasi-Saints on the Origin Continent, should you?"
"Boy, don't let yourself get fooled."
The Heavenly Blade Sage frowned slightly, then raised a hand and began calculating with his fingers.
Ye Lin might not understand the importance of this slot, but he did.
Could Ye Lin have been deceived?
After calculating for a while, he came up with nothing.
That made the Heavenly Blade Sage abandon the thought.
First, he had never been particularly skilled at divination to begin with.
Second, this boy's karmic ties were frighteningly tangled, and there were several karmic threads that even he could not see through.
In summary, Ye Lin had once come into contact with several powerful figures whom even he could not see through.
In any case, it was a complete mess.
"I won't be fooled. Master can rest assured of that."