Ice Palace.
Zhao Yiling and the little fox, along with eight other peak saints, floated in mid-air, with visible ripples constantly spreading from their bodies.
Wang Tianyi clenched his fist and couldn't help but sigh, "I really didn't expect that I could become a peak saint before the age of two hundred."
Bei Xuan and Emperor Ou looked at Wang Tianyi with envious expressions. His reaching peak sainthood at such a young age was entirely due to having a good son.
There weren't any troublesome matters; just a single Original Golden Pill resolved everything.
Unlike them, who needed to strive in their youth and then endure for days on end, finally breaking through to peak sainthood naturally.
Lin Shiqi looked terrified, saying, "Don't say it anymore, I don't want to experience that kind of pain a second time!"
Bei Xuan and Emperor Ou's eyes instantly filled with tears, feeling that the basic trust between people was mercilessly trampled by Lin Shiqi.
