"Your alliance of rogue cultivators..." The corner of Li Ling's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.
Yin Changming's eyes shone, his spirits soaring. "Indeed. We rogue cultivators of the Mystic Continent refuse to sit around waiting for death. Our only path is to unite and stop the sealing of the heavens."
Li Ling said, "You may not know this, fellow Daoist, but I am not a cultivator native to the Mystic Continent. I come from overseas."
Yin Changming said, "We know."
Li Ling asked in surprise, "You know?"
I only just made that up, and you already know?
Yin Changming said, "As a cultivator advances in cultivation, it is impossible for none of his deeds to become known. Yet looking throughout the Mystic Continent and beyond, there has been no trace of you over thousands of years, Senior. You must not be one of our native cultivators."
So that's why... Li Ling thought.
Yin Changming continued, "But regardless, now that you are here, we can make common cause!
"I'm sure you already know that the three sects plan to seal the heavens and sever the roots of us cultivators. Once they succeed, they may well go from bad to worse, extending the Heavenly Court's influence far overseas, just like the Netherworld Sect of old!"
"Just like the Netherworld Sect of old?" Li Ling was slightly startled. That single remark revealed far too much information.
"Indeed. These sects, whether immortal or demonic, righteous or wicked, all seek to grow and expand, transforming the Heavenly Dao with their own Dao!
"Little do they know that the ways of us rogue cultivators encompass all things and have endured in this world since time immemorial. How could we let them wipe us out?
"We cultivate toward immortality without relying on external things, seeking only freedom and