Soaring Cloud Peak, the council hall.
Ye Jingyun, Ye Xingqun, and Ye Jingli were all present, their expressions grave.
Two middle-aged cultivators stood before them.
Both kept their heads lowered, not daring to look at the three men.
"Jingsheng, Qinglin, tell us. When did you each come up the mountain?" Ye Jingyun asked evenly.
Of the two, Jingsheng escorted merchant caravans between Soaring Cloud Peak and Taihang Marketplace, while Qinglin was a talented artifact refiner.
Neither had a Beast-Link Mark, but both were reasonably valued on Soaring Cloud Peak.
The three elders were naturally furious that they had contacted Ye Qingwen and Ye Jingting without permission.
"Ninth Uncle, Sixth Uncle, Granduncle Xingqun, I don't think we did anything wrong. The Lineage clearly has a great secret. Why not make it public? Why must we be the ones left guarding Soaring Cloud Peak?" Ye Qinglin knew what Ye Jingyun meant.
Since coming to Soaring Cloud Peak, he had worked as hard as anyone and progressed no slower. Now in his early fifties, he had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining. He still had ten years to attempt Foundation Establishment.
But he had heard every rumor circulating outside about the Beast Wasteland. At first, he had refused to believe them. Recently, though, many of Soaring Cloud Peak's seclusion chambers had stood empty. Only then had he realized that those left behind at Soaring Cloud Peak, Taihang Marketplace, and Taichang Market were expendable.
He had not dared challenge the Lineage elders directly. Instead, he had asked Ye Jingsheng, who had already reached Foundation Establishment. The two of them had then mentioned it to Ye Qingwen. Who could have known Ye Qingwen would react so strongly and leave on the spot?
"Jingsheng, what about you? When did you come up the mountain?" Ye