Lin Xuan understood this in his heart, but of course he would not be stupid enough to expose it. Otherwise, Nailong True Person's face would be impossible to preserve, and once the other party flew into a rage out of shame, wouldn't Lin Xuan be the one to suffer?
Lin Xuan was not stupid. Of course he would not do something so foolish that harmed others without benefiting himself!
Moreover, after being hunted for over a thousand years, on the surface it was because Nailong could not beat Bingpo, but upon careful thought, the information revealed by those words went far beyond that.
It was true that Nailong True Person had been chased from heaven to earth, but hadn't Bingpo been equally unable to do anything to him? For a full thousand years, she had gained nothing. From this point alone, it was also easy to prove in reverse that Nailong True Person's strength was anything but ordinary.
One had to know that even among the nine True Devil Progenitors, Bingpo was one of the few truly powerful ones. From this, it could be seen just how fierce Nailong, this number-one playboy of the Three Realms, actually was—far beyond the likes of an ordinary Tribulation Transcendence old monster.
Thoughts turned in Lin Xuan's mind, and he admired Nailong True Person more and more. A feeling of respect rose in him naturally. If it were some ordinary cultivator, perhaps they would have had quite a few criticisms about Nailong's lustfulness, but Lin Xuan understood clearly that this was merely the other party's nature.
Who said cultivating immortality had to mean eating bitterness? Moreover, with strength at his level, although he had not achieved eternal youth and immortality, his lifespan was still measured in millions of years. Living a little more freely