Century Battle Saint

Shi Yuandao clearly had no intentions of explaining further.

Because the more he did, the more complicated the story would become. Boasting profound martial arts cultivation, he was willing to provide Lin Jin a favor and help him out should Lin Jin be willing to overlook their misdeeds.

Hearing this, Lin Jin smiled. "Senior Shi must be a martial arts expert. May I know how profound is your skill level?"

Shi Yuandao let out a hearty laugh. "I have lived for a hundred and twenty years, and I have achieved the level of battle saint thirty years ago."

His proud tone demonstrated how pleased he was with his own achievements.

There were many people who practiced martial arts, but it was likely that only one in a million could rise to the level of a battle said. Shi Yuandao had every reason to be prideful.