Long Cheng's emotions were especially agitated.
Because if those words had come from someone else, they would still need to be examined, but the Old Lin Family was famous for having no bottom line, and the clan even allowed cultivation of the Demonic Path.
Their main tune was that as long as it made you stronger, cultivating anything was fine.
Now almost all the Dragon Clan's new-generation juniors were holed up inside the mountain; the women had been reduced to Cauldrons, the men to laborers, and the entire clan's line had been cut off.
This was forcing the Dragon Clan toward extinction!
By then, even if they flattened Changlin Immortal Mountain, there would be no way to recover the losses.
After all, you could not exactly count on the ancestors to keep spreading branches and scattering leaves.
Lin Yi spread both hands, an evil smile hanging at the corner of his mouth, and continued, "Hmph! In any case, this venerable one has said his piece. Perfect timing too—our family still has many lads without Dao companions."
"If you carefully divide up the grown daughters of your Dragon Clan, they can also let the little bastards of our Old Lin Family have some fun."
"What do you all think?" Lin Yi turned his head and winked at Dugu Feng and the others behind him.
Bai Yi raised a brow and blurted out, "That is indeed quite nice. Give me one untouched maiden too. I'm something of a clean freak."
Long Cheng: ヽ(#`Д′)? Beasts, beasts!!
Just as everyone was locked in stalemate, the space before the Treasure Vault finally rippled.
Lin Heng had appeared!
"The Sizhu is back!"
"Sizhu, how was it?"
Facing everyone's expectant gazes, Lin Heng shook his head slightly and said, "No good. I tried spatial displacement, but