"Look at you all, acting so damn cocky. Doesn't seem like you're all that capable, though. Get up and keep going. What, not so arrogant anymore? Pathetic little chickens."
"Senior Brother Taiyuan is awesome! Senior Brother Taiyuan is so handsome, so handsome! I'm in love! Ah~"
"Senior Brother Taiyuan, kill them all! Just looking at their faces makes me angry. One slash at a time—kill them all!"
By the time Ye Lin arrived at Nameless Mountain, he found Taiyuan standing in the middle of the square, surrounded by five battered figures sprawled on the ground. Their faces were bruised and swollen, their bodies covered in wounds, and their expressions filled with fury.
The disciples around them were all clapping and cheering.
Those five were precisely the ones who had gone to Ye Lin earlier to challenge him to set up an arena. Now, Taiyuan alone had beaten them until they could not even move.
"Your disciple greets Master."
"We greet the Sect Master."
Upon seeing Ye Lin in the air, Taiyuan and the disciples below all bowed to him, their faces full of reverence.
Ye Lin nodded faintly, then raised a hand and directly suppressed four of them, leaving only one behind.
"Go back and tell the people behind you that this matter can be discussed. But I need to see sufficient sincerity from you."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Hearing Ye Lin's words, the remaining man immediately dropped to his knees, weeping and sniveling before Ye Lin, then hurriedly fled.
"Master, those guys looked so arrogant, but they were really weak. They weren't even enough for me to beat with one hand."
Ye Lin chuckled at Taiyuan's words. With Taiyuan's monstrously gifted talent and a full set of divine equipment, he could contend head-on with even ancient prodigies of the same