"What's going on? It's already been ten days. Why hasn't that pretty boy come out yet?"
"Could he have died in Fairy Ling You's bed?"
"Surely not! Fairy Ling You needs to keep changing partners to cultivate. She shouldn't be taking our lives."
Opinions flew back and forth. Many would rather believe Yun Che had been drained dry than accept that his staying power was so formidable. Where would that leave men like them, who could only last a day or two?
Just then, an Emperor Realm powerhouse flew over carrying a corpse.
The corpse in his hand was none other than one of the martial artists who had left the Manor not long ago.
"Everyone, leave now if you want to live. This Fairy Ling You is most likely no good. Take a look at him, and you'll understand."
Everyone frowned at the corpse he tossed onto the ground. It looked like a withered old man of eighty or ninety.
One of the Supremes present stepped forward to examine the corpse and reached a conclusion that surprised everyone.
"He wasn't murdered. His lifespan ran out, and he died naturally of old age."
Everyone's eyes widened. They had all seen this man before. He had been a young Emperor.
After breaking through to become an Emperor, one's lifespan could increase to a thousand years. Judging by his condition back then, there was no way his lifespan could have run out.
Then there was no doubt about it. There was only one answer: that so-called Fairy Ling You must have been responsible.
At this point, someone questioned, "He might have encountered some other strange thing. This is East Pole Island, after all. Demons that feed on lifespans aren't rare here."
"That makes sense. We can't rule out that possibility. I think