Emperor Jade shuddered violently!
She felt an incomparable chill, a bone‑piercing cold!
She stared at Lin Fan, at that smiling face, and couldn't help the hairs on her body standing on end.
"Lin Fan… what are you trying to do?"
"The Shennong Nine Cauldrons, did you forget? I remember they've been sitting in the ring this whole time, never used." Lin Fan acted as if he didn't hear the tone in Emperor Jade's voice, still grinning from ear to ear.
"Of course I know! We have indeed been searching for the Shennong Nine Cauldrons this whole time, but right now we only have seven, with two still missing. What I mean is—what do you want them for?!" Emperor Jade couldn't hold it in, and roared.
"The Shennong Nine Cauldrons shouldn't be only for tempering Divine Sense, right?" Lin Fan didn't care about Emperor Jade's fury in the slightest; his face still wore that same smile.
Emperor Jade took a deep breath; she was almost driven mad by Lin Fan.
