The White-Bearded Elder knitted his brows. Only after asking around did he learn what had happened to the Village Chief.
He had been in seclusion all this time and had not even known that the Village Chief had passed away.
"So that was what happened."
The White-Bearded Elder murmured, "No wonder he came to drink with me a month ago. So he was planning to go to his death."
"For over a thousand years, practically no one who went up into the Wutong Tree's crown survived."
He felt it was a pity. In his eyes, the Village Chief had been a rather talented cultivator. If he had cultivated normally instead of trying to find a shortcut, he could have lived at least a few more decades.
If he was lucky enough to break through to Foundation Establishment within twenty or thirty years, living another two hundred years might not even have been a problem.
"You've got some skills, kid."
The White-Bearded Elder looked Lin Fan up and down, then patted his shoulder. "Not only could you divine the Village Chief's entire life, you could even divine some information about me. Impressive."
"The higher someone's cultivation, the more protection they tend to receive from heaven's mysteries. Your strength must be considerable too, right?"
His right hand remained on Lin Fan's shoulder, squeezing hard at the bone.
Chapter 462: Toying with Him!
Lin Fan's expression shifted slightly. This White-Bearded Elder was going a little too far.
He had thought the White-Bearded Elder would be relatively easy to talk to, never expecting him to use such force.
"There's no need for this, is there?"
Lin Fan gave his shoulder a slight shrug, and a powerful surge of spiritual power burst forth.
The next moment.
The White-Bearded Elder's right hand was forcibly thrown off.