With these things in his Dao Sword City, he refused to believe the senior sword cultivator before him would not be tempted.
"Alright. It's a deal."
"Your Dao Sword City—I will naturally arrive there in a month."
"You may address me as Elder Xuan from now on."
Elder Xuan glanced at Ye Lin, then lowered his head again and continued tapping away at his sword with one hand.
"The fact that you came is already very good."
"You're quite good as well—excellent, worthy of being the president's direct disciple."
"In the future, the Great Blade Association will have a place for you too."
"Though, with your talent, perhaps one day you may not even think much of the Great Blade Association."
The white-bearded elder in the middle stroked his beard and spoke with a smile.
Ye Lin's intuition told him that among these three elders, the most terrifying was the white-bearded elder before him.
He felt far more dangerous than the other two elders.
His intuition had always been accurate.
The elder before him was the strongest—and also the mildest in temperament.
He gave off the feeling of doing as he pleased, free and unrestrained, untouched by convention.
"This junior wouldn't dare. This junior's cultivation is still shallow, so I haven't thought that far ahead yet."
"Hahaha, you will in the future."
"Alright, you've seen us, and we've said what needed saying. Go back."
"I know you still have many matters left unresolved."
After saying this with a smile, the elder slowly closed his eyes.
It was not just him. Ye Lin saw that the other two elders closed their eyes as well.
The movements of the three elders were remarkably synchronized.
When one closed his eyes, the other two did the same.
"This junior takes his leave."
Seeing this,