"You flatter me, my lady. It can't compare to the Demon Emperor's supreme arts," Lin Yi said with a smile.
Once the Nine Nether Immortal Tune appeared, it was bound to cause an uproar. Every holy lord would have ideas of their own, and even the Demon Race's powerful figures might take an interest.
Just then, Ye Fan turned to Yan Ruyu. "I have a request. I'd like to see Pang Bo. We've been apart for years, and I still haven't been able to meet him."
Yan Ruyu gently shook her head. "I'm afraid that's impossible. He won't emerge from seclusion for another two months. He can't be disturbed now."
Ye Fan's heart sank. Time was running out. In two months, the real Pang Bo might already have been refined by that old demon.
"The one in the Immortal Palace?" Qing Yi asked, his expression changing.
Yan Ruyu nodded but said nothing more.
"The Immortal Palace? I think I've heard of it. Is it that ancient palace the Azure Flood Dragon King obtained?" Tu Fei asked in surprise.
No one present seemed willing to discuss it. They merely nodded, and nobody offered an explanation.
"If you wish to stay here, you can come to my residence," Yan Ruyu said. With her flawless, jade-like beauty, she seemed like a figure from a dream, so perfect she was almost bewitching.
"Excellent. I could spend the night talking with you by candlelight," Lin Yi said with a smile. Ye Fan and the others covered their faces.
"We would be delighted. Thank you for your kindness, Princess Yan." The Big Black Dog's eyes flashed as he delivered the words with an oddly dignified air.
"Sorry for the trouble, Princess Yan." Ye Fan glanced at him and smiled knowingly.
Yan Ruyu's residence lay among beautiful