Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 957 New Activities (12)

After staring intently for a while, Bai Ye asked in confusion, "You mean they're gathering intelligence? I think they're just here for a picnic! They clearly haven't experienced the harsh realities of life; their faces are full of naivety."

“I think so too. Do you think they might come over and greet us in a bit, saying, ‘Hello, we are netizens from northern China.’”

"People can't be that stupid... They're coming."

A man and a woman noticed Lin Yuan and Bai Ye not far away, and then walked towards them.

The two were dressed elegantly, exuding the fragrance of sandalwood, with halos around their backs. They looked like Buddhist monks, morally superior people, and even star deities.

It's truly puzzling that three different temperaments could be perfectly unified in two people.

When he walked up to Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan saw that the other party had a rather ancient appearance, as if he had just walked out of the sect's ancient books, and felt like he was from the last century.

Moreover, upon approaching, the two did not speak, but stood side by side like figures in a traditional New Year's painting, quietly watching Lin Yuan.

After waiting for a while, Bai Ye couldn't help but ask, "Lin Yuan, what are those two doing?"

"I don't know, and why would you think I would know what those two freaks are up to?"

“I just feel like you’re just as weird as them, so you should have something in common. Look at that guy’s eyes, he clearly wants you to ask him something. Just ask him.”

Why don't you go?

"I always feel like I might catch something unclean from them."

"Then why did you send me?"

"Because you are something that is not very clean."

"...I'll kill you sooner or later!"

After an awkward stalemate lasting for a while, Mink Lord, who had come to find Lin Yuan, saw this scene and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Before Lin Yuan could reply, the statue-like man let out a long breath and said, "Greetings, everyone. I am a player from the northern part of Nebula."

"My god, there really are people like that," Bai Ye said in disbelief. "There really are guys who are so afraid that others won't know they're spies."

"Where are the spies? Fellow Daoist, there are some things you can't say carelessly, or you'll have to take responsibility," the woman said with a smile. "My senior brother was afraid you wouldn't know where we come from, so he told you specifically. Don't misunderstand, it's just a difference in our speaking customs."

Mink was a little confused by the two men's logic and could only look to Lin Yuan for help.

Bai Ye was also getting a headache, and started looking at Lin Yuan as well.

Sensing their gazes, Lin Yuan began to think seriously.

First of all, these two people are clearly not from here.

Secondly, the nearest place is the Pure Land, but there are no outsiders there recently.

Then, it seems that the immortals have the ability to come here, so they are most likely cultivators from the immortals.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan snapped his fingers, and a palm-sized Ancient Saint appeared here with the sound of bubbles bursting.

Hovering in the air, she looked at Lin Yuan and asked, "Young Master Lin, it's rare that you called me. Is there something you need?"

"These two seem to be from your hometown. What do you think?"

The little ancient saint looked at the two of them, first startled, then remained silent.

The two cultivators remained silent, locked in a stalemate until the Little Ancient Saint left. Then, Lin Yuan heard the Little Ancient Saint's voice in his ear: "Young Master Lin, don't say anything, just walk over quietly."

Slowly backing away, Lin Yuan saw that the two were still standing in the same spot, like a hydrangea that had lost its magic, quietly watching him and Bai Ye walk away.

Only after he could no longer sense their presence did Lin Yuan ask, "Little Ancient Saint, what's wrong?"

"This place is no good, let's run."

"Wait a minute, you're telling me I can't use this place I worked so hard to build! Do you know how much the Nebula cost? Even if you sold Elysium, you couldn't afford it!"

"That's better than losing everything! If I'm not mistaken, the other party should be a high-level level three cultivator. They're here because they've their eyes on your Nebula. Run before they set their sights on you."

"Wait a minute, we created Nebula together. It doesn't make sense for you to tell me to run away now!"

Seeing that Lin Yuan was unwilling to let go, Xiao Gu Sheng danced around for a long time before finally seeking help from the Spirit Realm. Then he began to explain the problem in the simplest way possible.

"First of all, you need to know that the lowest level three cultivator in the Immortal Realm is still a Golden Core cultivator. They are high and mighty in the Immortal Realm, and they always think that this world belongs to them, including us."

"What kind of bullshit idea is this? How can anyone be so arrogant?"

"In the immortal realm, everyone is an egomaniac. Nothing can suppress them except their rank. When you consider their behavioral logic, you must start from this perspective. Then you should understand that when the other party sees Nebula, they won't think 'You did a good job,' but rather 'Ours did a good job.'"

After a moment's thought, Lin Yuan roughly understood what the Little Ancient Saint meant.

In the eyes of the immortals in the immortal realm, all under heaven belongs to them.

Not only the land, but also the monks on the land belong to us; this is beyond question.

When we produce something good, people might offer some praise at most, and then pocket the product.

After figuring this out, Lin Yuan suddenly realized that Hou Bao was actually a little more normal.

But he still had a question.

He grabbed the little ancient saint and asked, "When we first met, they didn't say a word, and neither did you. Why was that?"

"They're waiting for us to report our levels. If we're both at level three, then we'll have to compare the levels within that three to determine the hierarchy. Cultivators in the Immortal Realm pay great attention to levels; even a slight difference in level can have a significant impact."

"It's so troublesome."

"So after confirming that the other party was at level three, I dared not speak."

"But you are from the Spirit Realm."

"That's the problem. I feel this rule is affecting me more deeply, and something inside me is acting strangely. Now, they should know you're the owner here, but they're unsure of your level, so don't communicate with them for now. Just let them continue to be wary. But I still suggest we leave quickly. Those cultivators from the immortal realm are wicked and greedy; they'll take whatever they want, and they won't let it go."

Lin Yuan stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and then asked, "You mean, they won't leave for the time being?"

"You can understand it that way, and that's fine too."

"That's good. I was just thinking about what kind of event to do soon, and now we have a ready-made monster."

"You mean, them?"

"Hmm. It's a good opportunity to test the mettle of cultivators from the Immortal Realm, isn't it?"

Looking into the distance, Lin Yuan licked his lips, feeling that the two had appeared at just the right time.

(End of this chapter)