"Who cares if you're happy or not? If it wasn't for your coveting of the Medicine King Mansion's cultivation techniques and elixirs, would you travel thousands of miles to come here? Truly ridiculous." Shen Lin said coldly.
The eyes of Ji Zimo and the other family disciples flickered; they had probably received instructions from their elders before setting out, to explore the secret above the Innate.
At this point, only Lin Tian and the few loose cultivators like Ghost could speak confidently. Fatty Huang shouted defiantly, "You're talking nonsense, I'm here for opportunity, what does it have to do with cultivation techniques."
"Opportunity?" Shen Lin sneered with great disdain, "Do lowly people deserve opportunity?"
