"Old Daoist Wuchen... do you want a wife...?"
Hearing Li Yun suddenly shout those words, Fairy Mei was instantly stunned, as though a bolt of lightning had struck her out of the blue and charred her inside and out.
Fairy Mei was mortified and furious. She hurriedly grabbed Li Yun and cried in exasperation, "Daoist Li... what do you mean by this?"
At the same time.
Within the Golden Immortal ruins, in a pitch-black Cave.
Old Daoist Wuchen's body was suspended in midair, bound by terrifying chains in every direction. Above him, a mass of black clouds swirled, and streams of eerie black qi periodically burrowed into the top of Old Daoist Wuchen's head.
Every time a strand of black qi entered him, another trace of agony appeared on Old Daoist Wuchen's face.
And it seemed he had endured this torment for a long time already.
Old Daoist Wuchen was now so gaunt he was little more than skin and bones. His eye sockets were sunken, his eyes vacant, as though all his spiritual awareness might scatter at any moment.
Until Li Yun's voice suddenly reached the Cave from nowhere.
"Old Daoist Wuchen, Brother Ding Baisheng... do you want a wife? I've brought you one!"
At the sound of that voice, Old Daoist Wuchen's eyes briefly lit up again, only to swiftly dim.
"Am I about to die?"
"How could I possibly hear that brat Li Yun's voice at a time like this? Sigh, it seems my time truly is running out. But to die like this... I cannot accept it..."
Old Daoist Wuchen took it for a hallucination before death.
Unwillingness surged in his heart.
Taking advantage of the little clarity he had recovered, he simply raised his head and cursed furiously at the swirling Black Mist above the