Standing in the way was a youngster in a yellow robe. He had bright eyes, brows shaped like swords, red lips, and pearly white teeth. He stood out from the crowd in terms of bearing and appearance. 

If Lin Xun remembered correctly, the young man was one of the successors from the Heaven Axis Holy Land who came with Chu Beihai to the Rock Appraisal Event.

“Monk, my senior brother requests to see you, please come with me,” said the yellow-robed young man said casually, yet there was a vague hint of superiority.

“Who is your senior brother?” asked Lin Xun. 

The yellow-robed young man furrowed his brows ever so slightly and a proud smile spread across his lips. “Chu Beihai.”

He only uttered two words, but it seemed to have some sort of magical power because the pupils...