[Lan Yue: It is indeed difficult for Tingfeng Pavilion to hunt down Nascent Soul cultivators. After all, although they are developing rapidly, finding Nascent Soul cultivators is definitely not that easy.]
But can our venture capitalist king admit defeat? He still has investments! Is he stupid?
Those people in Prince Lin's Mansion who had already been tied up here were no longer surprised by this.
After all, they already knew it.
But King Lin didn't know, but when he heard this voice, his heart shuddered.
Where did that male ghost come from? Why did he invest? How many people did he invest in?
Why doesn't a male ghost practice well on his own, but instead thinks about investing in humans every day!
Forget it. Even if he invests more, can he produce a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage?
A cultivator of this level would definitely look down on male ghosts!
[Lan Yue: It can only be said that fortune and misfortune are interdependent. Although the Ghost King couldn't wait for his wife, after the female leader killed the evil demon, she had already decided to settle the previous grudge and prepared a Yin Mountain for the Ghost King who had helped her before.]
[This Yinshan Mountain is a rare mountain in the Northern Territory. It is said that there is a ghost vein underneath. Any ghosts and monsters that practice in it will quickly improve their cultivation.]
[Originally, this mountain was occupied by another Yinshan old ghost, but the sect leader killed the old ghost and took back the mountain, waiting to take the Ghost King there.]
The Ghost King over there was also excited and looked at King Lin provocatively.
"Are you stupid? When I recover my power, even your father won't be my match!"
The Ghost King raised his head proudly.
So what if he was a Nascent Soul cultivator? As long as he regained his full strength, everything would be fine!
He didn't live these five hundred years in vain!
King Lin on the other side frowned tightly and even wanted to curse.
He couldn't figure out why those people were so idle as to leave so many things for this ghost.
"In that case, can we still wait for you to recover your strength?" Old King Lin sneered and stretched out his hand to grab the Ghost King.
"You witnessed the great disgrace of Prince Lin's Mansion. How could I let you leave alive?"
"Although Prince Lin's Mansion has turned green like a grassland, and you all know about my affairs, as long as all of you die, no one else will know!"
Old King Lin laughed heartily.
"Father, you and the princess..." Prince Lin said in shock.
"Get out!" Old King Lin slapped him away.
"Father, I misjudged you!" King Lin said miserably.
"If you have any last words, tell them quickly. I will send you and your wife and children off to death!" Old King Lin said loudly.
The Ghost King's face was pale, he couldn't even break free!
This old King Lin probably has some special spiritual weapon on him that can actually subdue him!
"I will go with you, but you must let them go!" The Ghost King was furious.
"You've let them go. In this underwater realm, I won't let even a water snake go!"
"I will crush everyone present to death!"
"Don't you like raising children? I'll give you a taste of what it's like when I crush them to death one by one!"
Old King Lin stretched out his other hand, but before he could make a move, it was blocked by the beautiful round fan.
The white-browed elder who had been hiding aside and eating melons finally came out and looked at Old King Lin with a frown.
"Old man, you can touch other people, but you shouldn't do anything to these younger generations behind me."
"It doesn't matter to me that the Ghost King was crushed to death by you, but you can't afford to offend these kids behind me."
Elder Baimei carried a spiritual weapon, and the sound he made was so clear and pleasant that everyone thought he was a female fairy.
"Are you the only female monk? You can only blame yourself for seeing things you shouldn't have seen. Not to mention them, I will get rid of you too!" Old King Lin was not afraid at all.
"Really? These people are the disciples of the leader of Nanling Sect. Do you want to go against the entire Nanling Sect?" Elder Baimei raised his eyebrows.
The old King Lin on the opposite side indeed paused and hesitated.
He is not afraid of independent cultivators, nor is he afraid of some small family forces.
But the Nanling Sect is the top sect in the Southern Region, and even the royal family cannot afford to offend it.
It's really hard for him to do it.
Seeing the other party's hesitation, Elder Baimei's aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly burst out.
The old King Lin on the opposite side was frightened and took several steps back.
"Since you are the distinguished guests of the Southern Spiritual Sect, please take your disciples and leave first. Don't delay your journey."
Old King Lin suppressed his resentment.
But there was nothing he could do. He couldn't afford to offend the Nanling Sect, nor could he afford to offend the Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him.
Because he vaguely felt that the other person's aura was even more powerful than his.
If a battle breaks out at that time, I will most likely be the first to lose.
"In that case, I will take my people away." Elder Baimei didn't plan to eat melons anymore, so he picked up a few little guys and was about to leave.
"No, don't!"
"Elder Lu, wait a moment!"
Lan Yue was also unwilling to give up, as she still had the last bite of the melon to eat!
If she doesn't eat that last bite of melon, she won't be able to sleep well!
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