The patriarch of the Li Mansion never expected this young man in front of him to wake up so quickly.
This place was sealed by his array.
The array posed no harm, merely making people easily fall asleep. For Immortals, the effect was even greater—combined with the special fragrance emitted by the material of the furniture inside the room, it created a scent harmful to Immortals.
"Kid, don't blame anyone but yourself. You ascended from the Lower Realm, and the Taiwu Immortal Sect has long ceased to exist. You have nowhere to go, so just stay here and lend this old patriarch a hand."
The patriarch of the Li Mansion was injured and nearing the end of his life; he needed to consume the vitality of young Immortals.
Many Immortals had influential backers.
The small Li Mansion naturally dared not offend them, so it targeted newly ascended Immortals instead.
"Heh."
Lin Fan chuckled, and suddenly, his expression turned serious. He kicked at the patriarch of the Li Mansion.
Outside.
