Along the way, quite a few people pointed and whispered in their direction.
Most of their gazes were fixed on Grandmaster You.
The strength Grandmaster You just displayed was already enough to earn the respect of some people present.
But that was about as far as it went.
The further they went, the stronger the impression the people around them gave off.
Not only were there more Vajra Realm experts nearby, but also Pointing-to-Mystery Realm masters.
"So many people showed up all at once—could it be a real immortal has appeared?"
Grandmaster You originally didn’t believe it, but now he realized the true immortal might just be the youth standing right beside him.
A youth who could withstand last night’s thunderstorm—there probably isn’t anyone in all of Hong Kong who could be his match.
But now, seeing Pointing-to-Mystery Realm experts popping up one after another, all heading toward the ruined Coldspire Peak, and watching their reverent expressions, Grandmaster You couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
"Just wait and see."
Evan Lin shook his head.
He couldn’t sense any spiritual qi fluctuations in the surrounding air.
It was probably a lingering effect from yesterday’s Heavenly Tribulation.
If a real immortal existed, Evan Lin would at least feel something.
Besides, if there really were immortals in this world, why would they bother looking twice at ordinary mortals?
Cultivation is all about fate and timing; taking disciples is the same.
"Hey, bro, your guy here really knows how to throw down—mind telling me where you’re from?"
A man with a slightly youthful face sidled up next to them.
He’d been following Evan Lin’s group the whole way, and had personally witnessed Grandmaster You deal with ten Vajra Realm fighters.
He’d been hesitating all along, never quite daring to come forward.
After watching the whole way, he realized that the supposedly formidable Grandmaster You seemed to defer to the pale-faced youth.
Although Queenie Tong and Yvette Locke were both quite attractive and drew plenty of attention, he didn’t dare sneak too many peeks at them.
Hearing the man’s words, Grandmaster You instinctively frowned. Being called Evan Lin’s underling felt odd to him.
After all, he was still a Hong Kong grandmaster—even if he’d fallen from grace, he was still a grandmaster, wasn’t he?
But since Evan Lin didn’t say anything, Grandmaster You naturally kept quiet too. He certainly didn’t have the guts to deny it.
"Mainland."
Evan Lin glanced at him, his expression calm and unreadable.
"No kidding, I’m from the mainland too!"
The man grinned and stuck out his hand to Evan Lin: "Sam Liu."
He spoke up.
Seeing him reach out to Evan Lin, Grandmaster You instinctively glanced at Evan.
He’d assumed someone like Evan Lin wouldn’t bother with a nobody like this, but to his surprise, Evan Lin shook hands with him without any airs.
It was a simple greeting.
He didn’t introduce himself as Master Lin from Seacrest or anything like that.
Grandmaster You, who always wanted everyone to know he was the Hong Kong grandmaster, found himself admiring Evan Lin’s composure even more.
Most young prodigies are just proud, but Evan Lin is genuinely unyielding.
"You’re here today to seek out the immortal and become disciples too, right?"
Sam Liu asked with a grin, his gaze occasionally drifting over Evan Lin as he spoke.
He tried to gauge the youth’s cultivation level, but found nothing at all.
He couldn’t sense the slightest trace of inner force from the youth before him.
At a glance, he seemed like nothing more than an ordinary person.
But seeing Grandmaster You treat him with such respect, Sam Liu wondered if Evan Lin was a scion of some powerful family.
After all, anyone who could travel with a master like Grandmaster You—and have women like Queenie Tong and Yvette Locke so attached to him—had to be worth paying attention to.
"Just here to see the excitement. As for becoming an immortal’s disciple, I’m not interested."
Evan Lin shook his head, speaking honestly.
"You can’t say that."
Sam Liu shook his head. "You don’t know—yesterday here at Coldspire Peak, immortals fought and the earth shook."
"They say this mountain was toppled by immortals."
As he spoke, the ruined Coldspire Peak loomed just ahead.
The entire mountain had collapsed, rubble scattered everywhere.
"This is clearly Master Lin from Seacrest’s handiwork—when did it become the work of immortals?"
Grandmaster You had never liked Sam Liu, and now, hearing his words, he snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.
"Master Lin from Seacrest?"
Hearing Grandmaster You, Sam Liu was stunned for a moment, then waved it off. "That’s just hearsay."
"Didn’t you hear this morning? The immortal himself said these marks were left from his duel last night, and they have nothing to do with Master Lin from Seacrest."
"And let me tell you, the immortal is still here today, planning to take on a few disciples. Besides, you probably don’t know who this immortal really is."
As he spoke, Sam Liu put on a mysterious air.
But Grandmaster You’s face darkened at his words, and he was about to snap back in anger.
He knew better than anyone what had happened last night—it was clearly Master Lin from Seacrest battling thunder and lightning that caused the mountain to collapse.
Now it’s being credited as an immortal’s handiwork?
What kind of nonsense is that?
So who is this immortal, what’s his background, and what’s his name?
Before Grandmaster You could speak up for Evan Lin, Evan himself spoke, curiosity in his voice.
He calls himself the True-Immortal Layman, from the immortal clan Profound Clarity Sect.
Sam Liu looked at Evan Lin. "You know Profound Clarity Sect, right?"
They say it’s a real immortal sect.
Profound Clarity Sect.
Hearing the name, Evan Lin narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.
"I’ve heard of them, and had a little contact."
Evan Lin nodded.
Earlier, Master Weiyao from Miracle Hand Sect and Master Baiyun from Jinnan both seemed to be from Profound Clarity Sect.
Besides that, the Yun family in Jiangsu-Zhejiang also seems to have some connection to Profound Clarity Sect.
"Some connection?"
Hearing Evan Lin’s words, Sam Liu was stunned, then burst out laughing: "You’re really joking, bro. Profound Clarity Sect hasn’t shown up in centuries—how could you have any dealings with them? You’re just messing with me."
But pretty soon, this immortal is going to take disciples right here. I think you might have decent potential—why not give it a shot? If you get picked, you’ll be a little immortal yourself.
When Sam Liu said this, he sounded a bit insincere.
Evan Lin didn’t waste any words and just walked forward, wanting to see if this Profound Clarity Sect—the so-called immortal sect—was actually legit.
If it’s the real deal, there should be spiritual qi.
Spiritual qi is exactly what Evan Lin needs most right now.
"Let’s hope it’s a real immortal."
Evan Lin nodded and strode ahead.