"She's a direct descendant of the Saint ancestor. What flows through her veins is genuine Saintly Bloodline."
Listening to the Spirit King, Ye Lin didn't know what to say.
He had gone for a casual stroll and happened upon a little girl with Saintly Bloodline?
"Brother, to tell you the truth, Iron Hammer was supposed to be the one who met her. But for some reason, that bastard came out ahead of time."
"Thank goodness you found her and brought her out. Otherwise, I'd have torn that bastard limb from limb."
The Spirit King spoke through gritted teeth.
At those words, far off at the edge of the sky...
Iron Hammer, who had been rushing toward them in high spirits, quietly backed away, then vanished in a flash.
"As long as I didn't bring back the wrong person, that's good."
Ye Lin glanced in the direction Iron Hammer had disappeared and smiled.
"You certainly didn't bring back the wrong person."
"Not only that, you've done me a huge favor."
"Brother, tell me what you want. If I have it, it's yours."
The Spirit King eagerly slung an arm around Ye Lin's neck, his face full of warmth.
"To tell you the truth, I really could use your help."
With a thought, Ye Lin slowly raised his hand.
The next moment, countless fragments appeared in his palm.
"Brother, this is an Innate Spirit Treasure I obtained from the Cloud Heaven Secret Realm, but it's shattered."
"Do you know any way to restore it?"
Ye Lin held the fragments out before the Spirit King.
What lay in Ye Lin's hand was the Supreme Purity Mystic Bell.
"Well, well, brother. You've got Good Luck, finding an Innate Spirit Treasure."
"Come on, let's go to my palace. I'll have the best artifact refiner in