Chapter 150: A Woman’s Concern

"Alright, Grandpa, thank you!" Lin Yu changed his form of address without a moment's hesitation.

Looking at Elder Xu, whose benevolent face wore a warm smile, a smile also bloomed on Lin Yu's lips.

Hearing Lin Yu's new form of address, the smile on Elder Xu's face deepened even further.

"Good, good, good," Elder Xu repeated several times...

He knew that Lin Weiwei was no ordinary person, and that ordinary means would never suffice for the revenge plan he wished to execute. However, he had specially procured a powdery drug capable of temporarily neutralizing a cultivator's spiritual powers. Once ingested by Lin Weiwei, would she not be completely at his mercy?

The Sea of Bitterness was not only turbulent on the surface; hidden undercurrents surged beneath the waves as the Beast Island of the Sea of Bitterness began to tremble slightly.

"Indeed, Master. That's why we set up another table today. We'll drink sparingly; the main purpose is to listen to your stories. My brother and the others are coming over tonight," Zisha chuckled.

Since sufficient safety could now be guaranteed, why had Old Black not yet made a formal appearance? Could it be that his relocation was still unfinished, or was there some other reason?

"What holographic projection? What on earth do you mean?" Li Yuanba asked, looking utterly bewildered and completely failing to grasp Li Dongsheng's meaning.

Dina, standing nearby, was utterly dumbfounded. In less than a quarter of an hour, what had she just witnessed? She had seen five emperors completely powerless to resist in Chen Hao's hands.

The elderly chieftain hurriedly dispatched someone to gather intelligence. Having arranged everything, he sat there with a heavy heart, entirely losing his appetite for food and drink.

As my hand grasped the hilt, a sound akin to a dragon's roar and a tiger's howl surged straight into my mind. Immediately afterward, I felt the blade vibrate violently as a surge of violent, tyrannical energy rushed upward along my wrist, as if attempting to swallow me alive.

Yet cultivators undergoing the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation were once-in-an-eon rarities, let alone this Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, baptized by eighty-one trials of lightning!

Although she was his younger sister, that young woman exuded an alluring air that left Qin Xuan momentarily entranced. Was this truly Qin Haos younger sister rather than his elder sister?

As luck would have it, Lady He had a visitor—someone Ruqing also knew, a dear friend of Lady He along with some sisters from her maiden family. To her surprise, Rushan was also there, deep in conversation with them.

"You are not allowed to speak of my brother-in-law that way!" Xia Yu wiped away her tears, clenching her fists as she glared fiercely at Gaoli, looking as though she might charge forward and fight her.

Naturally, Lin Xintong was exceptionally anxious about Ji Mingxuan. Deeply worried, she desperately wanted to go and see him. Yet, if the old master were to discover Ji Mingxuan's hospitalization at this juncture, winning over the old master's favor remained paramount; she had to stay by his side first to soothe him.

The leader shared his recent sensations with everyone, and the group gathered, at a loss for how to proceed. Among them, some daring souls hoped to go over and experience it for themselves, while certain cautious individuals advised restraint, arguing that avoiding rash entry was the most prudent course of action.

As time passed, the fire within the Spring Blossom Pavilion grew increasingly ferocious. Yet the flames were peculiar: although the paper pasted on the windows had already been scorched to ashes, the tongues of fire inexplicably halted mere inches after extending outward.

"Doctor, how is she?" Ji Linghao radiated a chilling, murderous aura, breathing heavily as he struggled to calm himself down.

Although his cultivation was only one realm higher than that of Old Man Li and the other two, he possessed several magical treasures. Old Man Li and his companions were still no match for him when they joined forces. In the end, two of his comrades perished at his hands, while Old Man Li had exhausted all his techniques and was reduced to the end of his tether.

Just as Pagliaria was about to deliver an even harsher verbal blow to that fellow, something seemed to be moving at high speed down the brightly lit corridor toward his direction. Instantly, Pagliaria's guard went up to a high degree of alertness.