Lan Xi Lin

Zhen Ping Fan could naturally sense Ye Bei Yuan's sincerity. He said casually, "Alright, follow me."

Zhen Ping Fang flew out, followed by Duan Ling Tian, Qin Wu Yang, and Ye Bei Yuan.

The middle-aged man stayed behind. His eyes gleamed as he muttered to himself, "Duan Ling Tian must have a good relationship with the Nirvanic Elder and Elder Qin Wu Yang. Duan Ling Tian addressed him as Elder Zhen. Elder Zhen? Could he be Elder Zhen Ping Fan? He's one of the elusive Nirvanic Elders in our sect. Thanks to Ye Bei Yuan, I managed to meet him today."

…

As they flew, Duan Ling Tian asked Zhen Ping Fan, "Elder Zhen, who is Young Master Xi Lin?"

"He's one of my senior brothers' great-grandson," Zhen Ping Fan replied with a smile, "He's also one of the most outstanding prodigies of the Pure Yang Sect. However, he couldn't compare to you when he was your age."