"I only just achieved a breakthrough about 100 years ago as well," Lan Xi Lin said with a smile. At the same time, a hint of nervousness could be seen in his eyes when he glanced at Ye Bei Yuan from the corners of his eyes. He was cursing Ye Bei Yuan inwardly for involving Zhen Ping Fan in such a trivial matter. He would have let Ye Bei Yuan's disciple go if he knew that Ye Bei Yuan was acquainted with Zhen Ping Fang. After all, even his great-grandfather was courteous to Zhen Ping Fan. Zhen Ping Fan was not only strong, but his elder was one of the few Ascension Elders in the Pure Yang Sect, an intermediate Emperor of Gods.
Zhen Ping Fan nodded with a smile.
At this time, Liu Hui, the skinny old man standing behind Lan Xi Lin, bowed and greeted Zhen Ping Fan as well. "Greetings, Junior Granduncle."