"Let's go. There's nothing fun here anyway. We're heading to the Western Region."
"You have no idea—over in the Western Region, it's nothing but shiny bald heads as far as the eye can see. What I hate most in my life is people like those baldies, every last one of them hypocritical to the extreme."
With his hands clasped behind his back, Su Tao walked through the clouds.
When he mentioned that group of bald heads, killing intent flashed through his eyes.
Ye Lin, meanwhile, had a blade of grass between his teeth. With one leg crossed over the other and both hands behind his head, he lay amid the clouds, taking in the scenery around him.
Behind them, Su Qing and Zhao Wanyi were discussing something. The tension in Zhao Wanyi's face gradually eased, and she slowly began to relax.
"Fellow Daoist, tell me—what is the world you come from like?"
At that moment, Su Tao looked at Ye Lin with open curiosity.
He was exceedingly, exceedingly curious about the Origin Continent Ye Lin came from.
Ever since learning the truth of this world and the meaning of their existence at the First Prime Minister's residence, he had lost all interest in the world around him.
Instead, he had developed a deep interest in the world Ye Lin came from.
Ye Lin's combat strength was so heaven-defying.
Did that mean the cultivators of his world were also like Ye Lin, possessed of similarly heaven-defying combat power?
He was very curious.
"The place I come from is called the Origin Continent."
"In my terms, the Origin Continent is the true great world, while this world of yours is merely a secret realm with an exceedingly mysterious origin."
"My coming here this time is nothing more than a simple exploration of