The old man smiled again. "That's right. That kid has some potential, and he was able to become an overseer. This isn’t actually the first time that we’ve seen each other. Back when you were with Highsage Wudi and he made that big fuss on Mt. Microcosms, I was watching from the side. That was pretty interesting, ha ha ha ha!"

Lu Yin was left speechless. This powerhouse who was Mt. Microcosms’ first line of defense turned out to be completely unqualified—he had just sat there and watched when outsiders made trouble on Mt. Microcosms!

"Alright, that’s enough chit-chat. Arch-Elder Zen asked me to accompany you to the Technocracy. This is a heavy task. Are you sure about this? I certainly don’t want to die there." The old man’s voice grew noticeably nervously.

Lu Yin found this strange, as it seemed like the old man was genuinely nervous and not simply putting on a show, which confused Lu Yin. How could Mt. Microcosms’ primary defender be so timid? However, after a moment, Lu Yin remembered that Elder Jiu Shen had also been very nervous about entering the Celestial Frost Sect’s ruins. Could it be that cultivators became more afraid of death as they grew older? Was this fear of death what allowed them to live for so long?

Lu Yin said, "Senior, this junior has already been to the Technocracy once before, but I was too weak at that time, and I only managed to escape by sheer luck. All in all, I don’t know much about the place,...