“Don’t accuse me if you don’t have any evidence,” Lin Yun smiled.

“Ye Qingtian, don’t listen to him. You’ll die if you become the Heavenly Dao Holy Son because ‘heavenly dao’ isn’t something that just anyone can use as their title,” Crane Fairy said as she jumped out.

“It doesn’t matter. You’re from the Indigo Thunder Peak, right? You can also be called the Indigo Thunder Holy Son,” Li Daoyang smiled. “If you don’t like that, you can also be called the Nether Orchid Holy Son. Don’t you have a story with the Nether Orchid Holy Maiden? If it doesn’t work, you can also go for the Heavenly Yin Holy Son.”

“Don’t listen to him. Someone who doesn’t shower like him must be planning something. Ye Qingtian, come with me to see my master,” the Crane Fairy said.

Lin Yun nodded and cupped his fists together, wanting to leave. He had a favorable impression of Li Daoyang, but Li Daoyang’s suggestion didn’t sound that reliable.

“Ye Qingtian, why don’t you leave after listening to me?” Li Daoyang appeared a hundred meters...