Chapter 1239: Guests of the Demon Palace

The guests sitting on both sides of the hall are men and women, all with smiles on their faces and extraordinary bearing.

After a while, the women in palace dresses in the hall finally finished dancing, then respectfully bowed to the old man on the main seat, and retreated from the hall one after another.

"Senior Hu, the quality of this batch of maids seems to be better than the last time I saw them. Fellow Daoist Yu and the others have been very attentive in this matter." A blue-robed scholar sitting on the left suddenly opened his mouth with a smile.

"Hehe, I have no other hobbies in my life, only that the hurdle of female beauty is hard to pass. If one day I can see through this point, perhaps that will be the time when my cultivation makes another breakthrough. If Junior Martial Brother Yu and the others truly have the heart, I still hope they put more effort into cultivation and have someone advance to the Spirit Transformation stage. In that way, even if I pass away one day, the Heavenly Demon Sect won't be bullied by others." The old man with the wooden crown coughed lightly and said indifferently.

"What is Senior Hu saying? The cultivation of the fellow daoists of the Heavenly Demon Sect is only one step away from Spirit Transformation, and breaking through to Spirit Transformation is only a matter of time. And with the current momentum of the Heavenly Demon Sect, which sect in the mortal world dares to bully them?" The blue-robed scholar said with a flattering expression.

"Is that so? But I heard that the Ghost Spirit Sect seems to be about to be removed from the Ten Demon Sects recently. Back then, this sect was also the undisputed number one demon sect for thousands of years. In terms of momentum, it was not inferior to the current sect at all. Didn't it also end up in such a situation? Even if it can preserve its heritage now, it has already become a second-rate sect." The old man with the wooden crown sneered.

The blue-robed scholar and other cultivators couldn't help but look at each other, really not knowing what the master of the Demon Palace meant by saying this, and for a time, no one dared to easily interface.

"I heard that this time, not only were seven or eight Nascent Soul-level elders of the Ghost Spirit Sect killed for no reason, but even Fellow Daoist Fang of the Ghost Spirit Sect could not be spared and also fell. The Ghost Spirit Sect doesn't even have a clue as to who took action. This is somewhat strange. Could it be that the Ghost Spirit Sect offended some Spirit Transformation senior?" A brocade-robed man suddenly changed the topic without a trace and asked cautiously.

"Hehe, I presume most of you fellow daoists came here this time for the Ghost Spirit Sect matter. You can rest assured that although I don't know who took action, it was absolutely not done by any of us old fellows in the Great Jin. Otherwise, I wouldn't be unaware of it. It might have been some old monster from outside the Great Jin who did it on a whim. However, as long as this person takes action again, we few won't sit idly by." Hu Qinglei's slightly closed eyes flashed with a sharp light, which then vanished without a trace.

Hearing the old man say this, the other cultivators in the hall breathed a sigh of relief. They immediately sensibly stopped mentioning this matter and instead talked about some strange anecdotes in the cultivation world.

"By the way, Senior Hu. You haven't taken a concubine for two hundred years. This time, you suddenly opened the doors of the Demon Palace again. I don't know which sect's female cultivator has caught your eye." A green-robed woman in her thirties suddenly smiled lightly, looking quite beautiful.

Seeing the woman ask this, the other cultivators also revealed looks of interest.

After all, although this Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect likes female beauty, there are truly not many female cultivators with the status of a real concubine in this Demon Palace.

"Taking a concubine again is something I didn't expect myself. These three women are all talents, and both their appearance and cultivation are extraordinary. Especially one of them, who is a cut above the other two. I decided to take concubines mostly because of this woman." Hu Qinglei revealed a smile on his face when he heard someone mention the three concubines he was about to take, seemingly very satisfied with the three women.

"Hehe, since Senior Hu praises them so much, can you let us see them before the ceremony?" A fierce-looking monk with disheveled hair couldn't help but ask.

The others were also moved upon hearing this, all wanting to see what kind of beauty the three female cultivators were that could actually make the master of the Demon Palace fall for them?

"We cultivators naturally don't have many worldly taboos. If you fellow daoists want to see them first, you naturally can. I will call them to serve you a few cups of thin wine." The old man with the wooden crown smiled slightly and actually agreed fully.

As soon as these words were spoken, the monk's face changed slightly, and he waved his hands repeatedly, saying he didn't dare.

But Hu Qinglei waved his hand, and a palace-dressed girl behind him immediately bowed and walked to his side:

"Go, invite the three fairies out." Hu Qinglei ordered.

"Yes, this servant will go..." The palace-dressed girl promised respectfully, but before she could finish speaking, a red light flew from outside the hall, flashed, and arrived in front of the old man with the wooden crown; it was actually a sound-transmission talisman.

A strange look flashed in Hu Qinglei's eyes. He grabbed it with one hand in the void, and the fire light arrived in his palm, then turned into a ball of flames burning fiercely.

"Oh, so it's Old Monster Feng and Old Ghost Xiang who have arrived, and they even brought a distinguished guest for me. Who is it that could make these two old fellows treat them so solemnly?" A hint of shock and suspicion flashed across Hu Qinglei's slightly yellow face, but he flipped his palm, and the flames extinguished themselves immediately.

"Could it be Senior Feng of the Heavenly Island and Senior Xiang of the West Spirit Mountain?" The blue-robed scholar asked in shock upon hearing Hu Qinglei's self-talk.

The other male and female cultivators also changed their expressions one after another.

"Who else could it be besides these two old fellows? But judging by their tone, they seem to have brought an outsider here. I am somewhat curious. Since they have arrived outside the palace, I have to go and welcome them." Hu Qinglei chuckled.

"Then let us also pay our respects to the two seniors together." The brocade-robed man hurriedly stood up and said.

The others also didn't dare to neglect and said the same thing.

The old man with the wooden crown nodded expressionlessly, immediately stood up, and walked slowly toward the outside of the hall. The other cultivators followed closely behind.

The entire Demon Tuo Mountain was wrapped in violent ice and snow winds, and once past this wind, there was a huge yellow light curtain covering the palaces below. Through this light curtain, although somewhat blurry, one could already see the situation inside.

At this moment, three figures were hovering somewhere above the light curtain. Two old men and one young man were hovering there calmly, motionless.

They were precisely Xiang Xiang Zhili, Old Monster Feng, and Han Li.

"This Demon Palace seems to have been built three times larger than before. It seems the old demon's maids have increased again. Tsk tsk, it seems being the Supreme Elder of the number one demon sect is truly not bad." Old Monster Feng looked at the palace complex under the light curtain and suddenly said with a tsk.

"Why, Brother Feng, are you envious of the old demon? If so, as long as you tell him, I presume Old Demon Hu would be eager for the Heavenly Demon Sect to have another Supreme Elder, and he would definitely build you a cave dwelling no less than the Demon Palace." Xiang Xiang Zhili said with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Forget it, my cultivation technique emphasizes tranquility. If I truly lived in such a place, after a long time, my state of mind would inevitably regress." Old Monster Feng sighed and shook his head repeatedly.

Xiang Xiang Zhili smiled and said no more. Because at this moment, a team of cultivators flew out from the palace complex below and headed straight for them.

Although Han Li had spoken very little along the way, he was now staring intently. As a result, he judged the Spirit Transformation cultivator identity of the leading old man with the wooden crown at a glance, but after scanning the faces of the several cultivators behind him, he couldn't help but let out a surprised light sound.

"How is it, Junior Martial Brother Han, do you recognize someone?" Xiang Xiang Zhili turned his head and became somewhat surprised.

"There is one person I have met once!" Han Li withdrew his gaze quickly and said indifferently.

"So that is how it is!" Xiang Xiang Zhili nodded noncommittally.

At this moment, the old man with the wooden crown had already flown behind the light curtain, pinched a spell with both hands, and muttered something.

As a result, the light curtain in front of Han Li and the others flashed with spiritual light and split open a crack on its own.

Xiang Xiang Zhili and Old Monster Feng didn't stand on ceremony and immediately shot in grandly. Han Li hesitated slightly, then turned into a green rainbow and followed.

The yellow light curtain closed as before.

A moment later, the escape light converged, and the three appeared in front of the old man with the wooden crown and his party.

"Brother Xiang, Fellow Daoist Feng, you seem to have arrived a bit late this time. I received news very early that you had set off very early. Why have you only arrived now? Could it be that you encountered something on the way?" Hu Qinglei smiled slightly at Xiang Xiang Zhili and the two, then asked lazily.

"Brother Hu guessed correctly! Brother Feng and I did encounter some things on the way and were delayed. But I will mention this matter later; let me first introduce a fellow daoist to Fellow Daoist Hu. This Fellow Daoist Han will also join us and become an existence like us..." Xiang Xiang Zhili laughed, then pointed a finger at Han Li and began to introduce him.

And among the group of Nascent Soul cultivators behind the old man with the wooden crown, one person revealed a look of shock after seeing Han Li's face clearly.

"Join us?" The old man with the wooden crown was moved upon hearing this. His originally slightly closed eyes suddenly opened completely, staring at Han Li without speaking.

"I am Han Li, I have met Brother Hu!" Han Li's expression was calm, and he bowed with both hands. He actually appeared neither humble nor arrogant, looking like equals.

This made the blue-robed scholar and others open their eyes wide, and everyone kept their mouths shut.

"Hmph! Old Ghost Xiang, Old Monster Feng, have you gone senile? Just a mere late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, what qualifications does he have to join us?" Hu Qinglei's face sank, and he questioned them unceremoniously.

"Hehe, I, Xiang, naturally have my own reasons for doing this." Xiang Xiang Zhili's expression didn't change at all, he chuckled, then his lips moved, and no sound came out.

He actually started transmitting his voice directly.

Hu Qinglei's expression was somewhat gloomy at first, but after listening to only a few sentences, his eyes revealed a strange light. He was shocked at first, then excited, and finally nodded repeatedly.

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