After taking their seats, the many Nascent Soul cultivators began to chat in twos and threes.
Since Fang Chen was unfamiliar with these people, he sat there and slowly sipped a cup of tea.
His divine sense swept across the area and he discovered that Hu Laomo's palace actually had the effect of isolating divine sense.
Although it would be easy for him to force his way in, it is inappropriate to do so when someone is a guest in another person's home.
Just then.
A maid in palace attire walked in from outside the palace gate, walked lightly to Hu Laomo's side, and whispered a few words.
Upon hearing this, the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect's eyes flashed, and he stroked his beard as he spoke: "Just now, before Brother Xiang and the other two arrived, you fellow Daoists intended to meet the three concubines I was to take in."
I have already agreed, and they are already outside the hall. I will call them in now and offer them a cup of wine to my fellow Daoists.
Hehe, when the time comes, you all might as well bring out your congratulatory gifts in advance. Let's see if they can satisfy the three of them. Especially Brother Feng, the things you two bring out can't be too shabby.
"If I were to be outdone by these younger people, I'd lose face."
After Hu Qinglei finished speaking, he chuckled.
"Hmph, ever since I met you, I've given countless treasures to your demon palace because of my repeated concubine acquisitions. It's really a waste of your money, you old bastard."
Old Man Feng snorted a few times, a helpless expression on his face, but he still flipped his hand and a small wooden box appeared in his hand, which he placed on the table in front of him.
Xiang Zhili also smiled and took out a jade box, but said nothing.
"Haha, I have never kept the treasures you gave me for myself. Giving treasures to beautiful women is a wonderful thing, so why are you two so stingy? With your wealth, these treasures are just a drop in the ocean. It would be better to win a smile from a beauty."
Hu Qinglei was not angry at all; instead, he laughed heartily, revealing a smug look on his face.
The other cultivators below also took out their own congratulatory gifts, which included rare and precious materials as well as dazzling ancient treasures.
Fang Chen had already thought about the gift when he arrived, and took out two bottles of pills from his life space.
Such a gift, which is of great use to a cultivator who is advancing their Nascent Soul stage, can hardly be considered stingy.
This was collected by Fang Chen from the storage bags of the killed cultivators.
Just as Fang Chen was examining the gifts that the others had brought out, footsteps came from outside the palace gate, and then a group of maids dressed in five-colored palace attire escorted three stunningly beautiful female cultivators as they slowly walked in.
In an instant, all the cultivators in the hall turned their gazes to the three women, and a series of exclamations came from both sides.
These three women were indeed all stunningly beautiful!
One was petite, but had fair skin and delicate features, and seemed to still have a touch of childishness. The other was slender, but her bright eyes exuded charm.
The last one, however, was tall and slender, with jet-black, shiny hair and a refined face, but with an unusually cold expression.
At first glance, the three female cultivators seemed to be equally matched in both beauty and cultivation, making it difficult to distinguish who was superior. However, the slender female cultivator had exceptionally beautiful features, and every move she made exuded an indescribable charm. Yet, her expression was aloof, and her eyes were ethereal. The combination of charm and coldness created a unique allure, and anyone who looked at her for a while would inevitably be drawn to her.
"As expected of the people Old Demon Hu has chosen, they are many times more beautiful than those beauties in the entertainment industry. One of them should be Zi Ling, right?" Fang Chen's eyes flashed when he saw the three women, and he secretly praised them.
"Come, come, you three, come over and offer a small toast to our fellow Daoists. These fellow Daoists have traveled a long way to congratulate us on this joyous occasion. Ziling, come up here and personally offer a toast to the three of you, Xiang and his companions."
Upon seeing the three women, the old man with the wooden crown smiled, raised his hand and beckoned to the tall and beautiful woman, and said slowly.
"It really is Zi Ling. I wonder if she has met Han Li before?"
Fang Chen thought to himself, "I've subdued the Chaotic Star Sea, yet I haven't found any trace of Han Li."
That's very strange.
Could it be that my arrival has caused the plot to change?
Upon hearing the old man's instructions, the other two women immediately smiled and agreed. Then, maids came forward with three jade trays, each containing a wine pot and several wine cups. The two women went to either side and began to offer wine with light smiles.
The monk who was being toasted naturally dared not be negligent and hurriedly stood up, repeatedly expressing his gratitude.
The stunningly beautiful woman named "Zi Ling" did not immediately go over. Instead, she frowned slightly and glanced indifferently at Xiang Zhili, Feng Laoguai, and the others above.
When the camera swept over Fang Chen, who was sitting nearby, it saw Fang Chen looking at it and paused for a moment.
He then raised his glass expressionlessly and toasted Fang Chen, Xiang Zhili, and the other two.
The toasting is complete.
The three women also received treasures from the guests. Among them, apart from Zi Ling, the other two women seemed to have accepted their fate and smiled happily.
Zi Ling, on the other hand, was like frost.
"Fellow Daoist Hu, the reason I came to the Great Jin Dynasty this time is to find someone. It just so happens that everyone here is a powerful figure with extensive connections. I would like to ask everyone if you have seen this woman?"
After Fang Chen finished speaking, he waved his hand and produced a portrait of a woman, then continued, "If anyone has seen this woman, please let me know, and I, Fang, can do something for them!"
The portrait is indeed of Yue.
The moment Fang Chen took out the portrait, Hu Laomo's eyes narrowed and instantly turned gloomy.
Standing behind Hu Qinglei, Zi Ling, whose face was as cold as frost, suddenly widened her eyes, a glimmer of hope appearing in her beautiful eyes!
Has no one seen this before?
Fang Chen's gaze swept across the main hall.
"Never seen it, no."
"Never seen it before."