A gentle breeze blew, and the medicinal herbs on the slope swayed with the wind, their various scents diffusing simultaneously.
The white-haired young man stood on the slope, smiling as he looked down at Fang Lin, who stood below the slope with a puzzled expression in his eyes.
"You're so young, yet you've already stepped into the Spirit Source realm. Truly extraordinary," the white-haired young man discerned Fang Lin's cultivation level at a glance and immediately exclaimed in admiration.
Fang Lin looked at the white-haired young man, "Are you the guardian of this place?"
The white-haired young man was taken aback, then shook his head, "I am not the guardian of this place. I am an outsider, just like you."
Upon hearing this, Fang Lin became even more puzzled. If he wasn't the guardian here and was an outsider like himself, how could he, a Pill Refiner and a practitioner of the Minor Longevity realm, possibly not belong to the Pill Alliance?
