Back then, Lin Yuan had been a nominal disciple at the very bottom.
A stone chamber, a spirit spring, and a tiny herb garden.
Enough.
Now he was a Mid-Stage Taiyi Golden Immortal and a Dao Seed Candidate of the Interception Sect.
More people came looking for him every day.
On the first day, Zhao Jiang came to discuss the Life Lamp Formation.
The two of them sat on rocks.
On the second day, Holy Mother Huo Ling brought him several scrolls on fire techniques.
Three people were already a bit of a squeeze.
On the third day, Mo Lihong and Mo Lihai happened to return to Golden Turtle Island and stopped by for a drink.
They stood at the cave entrance, staring at one another.
Lin Yuan fell silent for a moment. "How about we sit outside?"
Gao Youqian happened to arrive too.
He glanced at the cave dwelling.
He laughed so hard he nearly fell off his cloud.
"Junior Brother Lin."
"You still live here?"
Lin Yuan's face darkened. "Cultivators value peace and quiet."
"Yours certainly has that."
Gao Youqian nodded. "Mainly because you can't fit many people inside."
Lin Yuan: "..."
The next day.
Jin Ling had the two vacant cave dwellings next door assigned to him as well.
Lin Yuan had meant to say he didn't need them.
Then he saw three more disciples arrive at his door with messages.
He accepted without hesitation.
A little more space
really was convenient.
Of course, what truly occupied Lin Yuan's mind these days was still the Life Lamps.
The first batch of Life Lamps had all stabilized.
When someone was injured, their lamp's flame would sometimes flicker gently.
The Main Formation could identify it accurately every time.
On two occasions, Outer Disciples encountered sea beasts or clashed with