"Alright, it's a deal."
Seeing Ye Lin agree, Long Aotian appeared delighted.
"Alright, everyone, make your preparations. We leave in three days."
"So soon?"
As soon as those words were spoken, several cultivators frowned slightly.
Three days was far too tight a schedule.
"The Chaos Ancient Clan has already begun exploring the ruins. If we arrive any later, we won't even get to eat hot shit."
"If I hadn't delayed things earlier by having my father calculate the origins of these ruins, I would've gathered you all and set out long ago."
"Three days from now, we leave."
With a broad wave of his hand, Long Aotian set the time in stone.
Three days from now, they would depart.
The date was completely settled.
"Three days from now..."
Ye Lin tapped the armrest, somewhat hesitant.
He still had an unfinished task from the Holy Palace.
Once he left, who knew how much time would be wasted? If it exceeded a thousand years, his identity within the Holy Palace would be directly revoked.
He still valued his position in the Holy Palace greatly.
After all, the entire Origin Continent was controlled by the Holy Palace. Holding a post within it brought him nothing but benefits.
"Fellow Daoist, do you have some concern?"
Long Aotian seemed to have noticed Ye Lin's hesitation and asked.
"Yes. I still have a task to complete at the Holy Palace."
Ye Lin answered truthfully.
"That's easy. Have you forgotten who I am?"
"When the time comes, I'll put in a word over there and have your task postponed."
"Or I can consolidate your tasks directly. The difficulty will be higher, but the rewards will be greater."
Hearing Long Aotian's words, Ye Lin finally realized.
The man standing before him was the Holy Palace's second-generation heir.
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