164: Nangong Haotian presents Nangong Qing

What?

Immortal Cultivators Emperor Ning Qianyu actually has this attitude...?

The Immortal Cultivators's expressions changed rapidly.

Haotian Immortal Emperor has already fallen to the Immortal Cultivators Venerable realm, and Eastern Hao Immortal Emperor is about to fall into a mortal. And Golden Dragon Holy Son has been promoted to Immortal Cultivators Emperor, and by his side there is also a close Demon Clan Immortal Cultivators Emperor...

It seems that in one day, the whole world has been turned upside down.

It's like the Master has changed!

Chuyu Yao still hung on Lin Sheng like an accessory.

The moment he launched his attack just now, even she herself felt that her life and death were under the opponent's control. Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, and her body seemed to soften even more.

"Xiao Sheng."

"This humble one is increasingly unable to see through you~"

Her voice was sweet and soft, like she was trying to please.

The fragrance around her lingered around the two of them, as if constructing an invisible barrier.

Lin Sheng glanced at her.

She pursed her lips and obediently got down, her bare feet suspended in the air, sticking charmingly behind him.

Rumble rumble...!

The aftershocks of the Immortal Cultivators Venerable's battle spread in all directions.

How could Dongfang Xuan, a mere Martial Apprentice second level, possibly withstand it? Before the others noticed, he was shaken to death by the aftershocks, his soul annihilated and his body destroyed!

"Alas..."

Seeing this, Ning Qianyu's eyes revealed a hint of sadness, like a rabbit dying and a fox grieving: "I didn't expect that the Immortal Cultivators Emperor, who was still high and mighty and awe-inspiring to all four seas just now, would meet such a hasty end."

"I am almost forty thousand years old, and in these forty thousand years of my life, I have journeyed alongside them for about twenty years."

"Although they were just brief passers-by in my life."

"But their passing now still brings some emotion."

Lin Sheng nodded slightly.

Feeling the gazes of awe and worship cast upon him by the Immortal Cultivators present.

He just smiled faintly.

In a distant corner.

The heavily injured Duan Wenxian sat slumped beside a giant dragon-coiled pillar outside the hall, gasping for air.

Looking at the white-clothed young man in the distance, surrounded by the Immortal Cultivators like stars around the moon, he shook his head and chuckled bitterly.

"Golden Dragon Holy Son is really amazing..."

"To be in the same era as him is truly fortunate..."

Beside him.

Emperor Consort Chengyang Nangong Qing, dressed in a luxurious golden robe, was silent.

She gazed at Lin Sheng for a long time, then suddenly lowered her head and said to the Duan Wenxian with a fluctuating aura before her: "You were indeed genuinely kind to me before. If my father wins later, he will definitely not let you off easily."

"I will give you a piece of advice."

"Get close to my benefactor. This is your only chance."

"Otherwise, if you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid you will never be able to rise again."

Hearing this, Duan Wenxian frowned tightly.

After a moment, he suddenly looked up and cast a pleading look at his former 'sister': "Sister Qing... no, Emperor Consort Chengyang, can you help me plead with Holy Son?"

"I'm not acquainted with him, I'm afraid I'll fail..."

Hearing this, Nangong Qing just shook her head gently.

And left a helpless remark: "You don't want to lose face, do you? If that's the case, then I have nothing more to say to you."

......

The battle of the Immortal Cultivators Venerable in the sky did not last too long.

After Eastern Hao Immortal Emperor Dongfang Xuan died, his group of hidden servants lost their morale and voluntarily withdrew from the competition.

After this.

One by one, the Immortal Cultivators Venerable retreated in defeat. They were not discouraged; instead, they seized the opportunity to comprehend this phenomenon, striving for further improvement in their cultivation.

Until half an incense stick later.

When the weakened but battle-spirited Nangong Haotian descended from the sky, carrying a small meteorite, this "meteorite Battle" finally came to an end.

Clearly.

In the end, it was Nangong Haotian, who was once an Immortal Cultivators Emperor, who won!

But to everyone's surprise.

He did not absorb the meteorite but landed on the ground and brought the meteorite to Lin Sheng.

"Congratulations to Golden Dragon Holy Son on his promotion to Immortal Cultivators Emperor!"

"This is my congratulatory gift!"

He offered the black small meteorite with both hands.

"Oh?"

Lin Sheng took the meteorite and smiled: "You're not going to become an Immortal Cultivators Emperor anymore?"

"No."

Nangong Haotian said: "Even if I rise to Immortal Cultivators Emperor, I will become a cripple at any time if I make you unhappy, so making you happy is the most important thing. For this, I am willing to offer this meteorite."

"Sorry, I'm used to doing as I please, I should have said it more subtly..."

"It's fine."

Lin Sheng waved his hand indifferently: "I like it direct."

The meteorite was useless to him.

But it could be given to Demon Pool Holy Mother Bai Huaer, who has the potential to become an Immortal Cultivators Emperor by his side. This way, it wouldn't be long before he would have another Immortal Cultivators Emperor by his side.

"Qing'er, come here."

Nangong Haotian called his daughter, Emperor Consort Chengyang Nangong Qing, to his side.

Then, with a beaming face, he pulled her and introduced her to Lin Sheng: "Holy Son still remembers her, right? My little girl Nangong Qing was saved by you a few days ago. Since then, she has admired you greatly."

"However, she seems to have signs of a relapse recently. I hope Holy Son can examine her again later."

"It would be best to take her back and observe her carefully for a while."

Being watched by the gazes of various big shots.

Even though Nangong Qing had seen all sorts of grand occasions, she couldn't help but blush at this moment - especially since everyone present, including her, knew Nangong Haotian's true intention.

He wanted to establish a connection with Golden Dragon Immortal Emperor through her!

The Immortal Cultivators's gazes were extremely surprised.

No one expected that this former Immortal Cultivators Emperor not only saw through everything but could also make a decision so quickly!

Publicly giving his daughter to this new Immortal Cultivators Emperor?

Shameless!

At this moment.

Nangong Qing lowered her head in shame, her cheeks and earlobes completely flushed.

Looking at her, a trace of memory flashed in Lin Sheng's eyes.

This Emperor Consort was the woman with the most princess-like temperament in the original work.

Gentle and dignified, graceful in demeanor, intelligent and perceptive, with a kind heart.

She was somewhat kind, but not overly so. She would not be soft-hearted towards enemies, which was a personality Lin Sheng appreciated.

Watching the dark hair fall from the sides of her face, revealing her snow-white oval face with charming lines, watching her lower her head, her eyelashes fluttering, and her face filled with shy awkwardness.

A faint, strange feeling arose in Lin Sheng's heart again.

Why does it feel like...

Being publicly bribed?

Is the other party trying to use a honey trap on him? Bribing him with a beauty?

"Hmm..."

"Alright, I'll examine her again later."

Lin Sheng stood with his hands behind his back and his waist straight, his expression normal.

Ning Qianyu smiled indifferently, and Chuyu Yao rolled her eyes.

While the other Immortal Cultivators widened their eyes and then swarmed forward in an instant!

"Holy Son, Holy Son! My granddaughter is as beautiful as a flower and a celestial beauty, and she also contracted a strange illness last night..."

"Immortal Cultivators Emperor! My elder sister has fair skin, long legs, and is very skilled in dancing..."

"Our Hundred Flowers Immortal Cultivators Sect is famous for having many beauties! Each one is a fairy as beautiful as a flower, and they all like Holy Son very much. We hope Holy Son can visit when you have time!"

"Fox demons, rabbit demons, snake demons, cat demons, which kind do you like? Or do you like them all...?"

Anyone with a brain present could see it.

This world--

Has changed hands!