Doubts stirred in his heart, but with Lin Xuan's steady temperament, he naturally would not rashly ask anything. Sitting upright and proper, Lin Xuan first sampled the fine wine and fruits. The taste was exceptionally good; one could say he had never eaten anything so delicious.
Not only was the flavor enough to make one's mouth water, the spiritual power contained within was also abundant to the extreme. Though it could not compare to Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk, it was actually far superior to the Spirit Wine Lin Xuan carried with him.
Lin Xuan once again witnessed Nailong True Person's wealth. One had to know, these were merely things to fill the stomach, not items specially used to restore magic power.
As expected of a Tribulation Transcendence-stage old monster, Lin Xuan could only sigh like this in his heart. He could be considered widely experienced, but only now did he realize he was little different from a frog at the bottom of a well, peering at the sky.
If even Nailong was like this, then Bingpo...
Leaving aside the fact that he had destroyed a wisp of the other party's Split Soul, just because of the Five Dragon Seal alone, she would absolutely never let him off.
Thinking to this point, even though Lin Xuan had weathered countless great storms and towering waves, he could not help feeling a burst of headache.
But what could he do? The enmity had already been formed, and being depressed now was useless. The only plan for the present was to be as careful as possible in all things.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, when we parted at Penglai Mountain back then, Ruyan was with you. How is she now?" Lin Xuan was still lost in wild thoughts when a clear, ringing voice entered his ears. Tinglou