Staying at the Taiwu Immortal Sect was rather boring. Although Ye Zhen Tian was fun to mess with, doing it too much became dull.
The man had barely managed to acquire a Dao Artifact.
At the very least, he deserved to enjoy it for a while. Constantly targeting someone like that could easily drive them mad.
If Ye Zhen Tian went insane from it, life would lose much of its amusement.
Keep him.
Had to keep him.
Raise him fat and happy for future fun.
Recently, Lin Fan had overheard some rumors within the sect. The news was spreading quickly among the disciples.
