Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

"Lin Yuan, you're dead." Gong Ren said fiercely as he looked at Lin Yuan just before the formation was about to activate.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than a blurry figure flashed past his eyes.

By the time he realized it was Lin Yuan, he had already been struck in the back.

Immediately afterwards, Gong Ren flew to the center of the teleportation array in a rather unseemly manner, like a kite with a broken string.

The two switched places instantly.

Lin Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking forward. In his line of sight, Gong Ren had fallen to the ground. The spiritual light of the magic array clearly illuminated his ordinary face. At this moment, he could see obvious resentment on his face, but even more so, an unconcealable panic.

"Lin Yuan, I am..." Gong Ren felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about the destination of this teleportation array. He couldn't care about anything else now; the most important thing was to get Lin Yuan to cast a spell to stop this damned array.

Therefore, he was willing to let Lin Yuan know his true identity.

Lin Yuan naturally guessed what Gong Ren was going to say next, but since the other party had sown the seeds of this evil, the other party should also have to taste the consequences.

Therefore, he immediately interrupted, saying, "Little thief, no matter who you are, go back to where you came from."

Lin Yuan's voice didn't sound very emotional, but it made Gong Ren's fear even more pronounced.

After he finished speaking, Lin Yuan saw the spiritual light surrounding the formation become even more dazzling, and he thought to himself: The formation has been activated.

Gong Ren had already staggered to his feet.

Clearly, he was aware of this as well.

But he knew that whatever he wanted to do, it was too late.

Therefore, he could only grit his teeth and look at Lin Yuan. The other party's expression was indifferent, and his gaze was calm, but at this moment he felt a kind of aura that made him very afraid.

Impossible. He's just a stranger with a different surname. How could he have such thoughts?

The teleportation officially began the next moment.

At this moment, the steam from the bathtub began to fill the surroundings again, and the spiritual light of the array and Gong Ren disappeared into it in an instant.

Gong Ren has already gone to where he "should go".

"Looks like we're in for a good show tomorrow."

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows, casually took off his outer clothes, and slowly stepped into the bath, saying with a smile.

Early the next morning.

Lin Yuan welcomed his first visitor to his new residence—Gong Yi.

"Lin Yuan, you bought a new house without even telling me." Gong Yi walked around, looking at the house, his mouth still moving. "If it weren't for the people living near you telling me you had moved here, I don't know how long I would have been looking for you."

"I only moved here in a hurry last night, and I haven't thought things through. I hope you won't take offense, young master." Lin Yuan led Gong Yi through the corridor and replied slowly.

After listening to Lin Yuan's explanation, Gong Yi focused all his attention on Lin Yuan's new residence.

"The courtyard is quite nice," Gong Yi said sincerely after taking his seat in the hall.

"Oh right, now that you've moved to a new house, I should give you a congratulatory gift." Gong Yi said, slapping his forehead, and immediately took out his storage bag and rummaged through it.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan swallowed back the words "no need" that he was about to say.

Since the other party is so kind, why should he reject their good intentions?

"Found it." Gong Yi's face showed excitement.

Then Lin Yuan saw a beam of spiritual light fly out of Gong Yi's storage bag, land on the ground and transform into a refining furnace.

He could tell at a glance that this was a sixth-grade weapon-refining furnace, which was many times better than his existing second-grade weapon-refining furnace.

"This is a sixth-grade weapon-refining furnace, named Qiankun." Gong Yi smiled and pointed to the furnace, then said, "It's a superior weapon-refining furnace that I bought to repair my Qing Shuang Sword myself. The fact that you repaired my Qing Shuang Sword means it's destined for you."

"I'll give it to you as a congratulatory gift today, what do you think?"

Lin Yuan stood up, bowed, and said, "Thank you, young master."