Chapter 92: Triple Tribulation Transcendence!

“Brother Biao, you are like my biological father!”

“Brother Biao, don’t say another thing!”

“Brother Biao, I want to bear a child for you!”

“Brother Biao!”

As soon as they saw what Tang Jinbiao had taken out, Tang Hu and the others’ eyes lit up, even brighter than the bright moonlight, no, fierier than the scorching sun, so fierce it could almost burn the entire desert. One by one, they rushed toward Tang Jinbiao.

“You lot!”

Tang Jinbiao was momentarily stunned after seeing the fanatical glares in their eyes.

“Ah, this High-Grade Spirit Stone is mine!”

Tang Hu dashed over and snatched a yellow High-Grade Spirit Stone, hurriedly stuffing it into his embrace.

“Haha, this vial of Elixir is mine, no one better fight me for it!”

Tang Bi unceremoniously grabbed a Jade Vial and immediately stuffed it onto himself.

“Haha… haha…”

Tang Xing unceremoniously picked up a piece of High-Grade Spirit Stone.

“Brother Biao!”

Tang Bu also grabbed an Elixir and a Spirit Stone in one go.

“I…”

Tang Jinbiao watched their crazed figures and could only be speechless.

In just a few breaths, those items were completely snatched away by them. However, they seemed perfectly synchronized—one grabbed a piece of High-Grade Spirit Stone, another grabbed a vial of Elixir—they appeared to be wildly fighting over it, but they actually paid close attention to fair allocation. After several rounds, what everyone held was of roughly equal value.

“Hehe, Brother Biao!”

“Brother Biao!”

After securing those items in their embrace, they gazed at Tang Jinbiao with bright smiles, shouting “Brother Biao” especially fervently. Clearly, they were overjoyed, but unfortunately, none had a Storage Pouch and could only cling to them like that.

“Hmm, not bad, not bad! Call it out again a few more times!”

“Brother Biao!”

The group shouted loudly once more.

“Ah Hu, do you still dare to call yourself Brother Hu next time?”

Tang Jinbiao bore a smug expression but seemed to recall that during this period, Tang Hu had usurpingly seized the boss position, leaving him somewhat resentful.

“Brother Biao, no more, no more—you’re the boss, you’re the only boss! If anyone dares to claim themselves boss next time, I, Ah Hu, will be the first not to let him off!”

Tang Hu said with a fawning expression.

“Haha, great, great, this time really great!”

Tang Jinbiao laughed even more triumphantly.

“Brother Biao!”

After seeing Tang Jinbiao laugh heartily, several others loudly shouted “Brother Biao!”

“Haha, haha, damn, who else is there?”

At this moment, Tang Jinbiao felt as though he could destroy the world; he stood up and roared loudly.

“Brother Biao!”

Seeing Tang Jinbiao as if about to climax, Tang Hu and the others shouted even more loudly.

……

However, just as Tang Jinbiao and the others were laughing heartily, far away in an unknown distance, on an isolated island, a petite and playfully cute young girl wore a gloomy expression on her face.

“Elder Ghost Feng, what do you mean by this?”

The girl was none other than Tang Jinbiao’s auntie Wang Hanyu; however, with a face full of gloom, she shouted angrily at an immortal-looking elderly man before her.

Beside Wang Hanyu, there were unusually emerald-green trees that appeared both illusionary and real, not resembling actual objects; they emitted thick spiritual energy, more concentrated even than that from a High-Grade Spirit Stone.

The elderly man named Elder Ghost Feng had white hair and a youthful face, wearing a white robe and holding a horsetail whisk in his hand; he gently stroked his over-a-foot-long white beard with his right hand and said with a smile, “Haha, Miss Wang, why get angry? This old daoist merely heard that the Divine Wind Continent has seen endless geniuses emerge over the years and wished to meet some. I heard you achieved Tribulation Transcendence within a mere hundred years, shining brilliantly across the entire Divine Wind Continent. Yet it is said that a few years ago, a young man surpassed you in brilliance—could you perhaps inform me about this?”

“Elder Ghost Feng, I have no time for your nonsense! Quickly remove your Spiritual Treasure, and I might let this matter slide. If you enrage me, I’ll make sure you regret it bitterly!”

With deep fury on her small face, Wang Hanyu shouted at Elder Ghost Feng.

Originally, she had departed from the Tang Family’s Teleportation Array, intending to teleport to the Floating-Sinking Continent. Midway, however, someone shattered the void unexpectedly, pulling her out of it. Without her realizing it, they trapped her with a Spiritual Treasure—an imprisonment lasting nearly a month. Throughout this period, there was no apparent danger; it seemed they merely wanted to keep her there. Naturally, this left her both humiliated and angered. Though she had a way to escape, at that moment, she decided to find out who was so foolish and bold as to provoke her.

“Haha, we heard Miss Wang has quite a temper, and today’s meeting confirms the rumor!”

Just as Wang Hanyu was shouting, among the eerie trees nearby, another figure slowly emerged, saying loudly with a laugh.

This was a middle-aged man with formidable and majestic looks, a towering figure, also wearing a white robe that gave an imposing air of authority. Upon seeing Wang Hanyu, he spoke with a mocking smile. “Old Demon Lin, it’s you!”

Upon seeing the middle-aged man, Wang Hanyu was not mesmerized by his handsome appearance; instead, trembling slightly, she cried out as if facing a devil.

“Hoho, what are you afraid of, Miss Wang? Afraid I might devour you?”

Old Demon Lin revealed a lewd smirk and sneered while speaking.

“Ugh, you beast! You’ll surely descend to hell when you die!”

Wang Hanyu cursed fiercely at Old Demon Lin.

Others might not know, but she knew all too well: Old Demon Lin cultivated demonic techniques and had a strong preference for yang-supplementing Yin practices. Countless female cultivators became his furnaces, with innumerable women perishing tragically at his hands over the ages. Merely speaking with him made Wang Hanyu feel deeply uneasy.

“Haha, I’d long heard Fairy Wang was a virgin, but who knew you’d react so strongly at the mere sight of me, Lin! Seems the rumors were true!”

Old Demon Lin’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he licked his lips slightly.

“Fine, Elder Ghost Feng! You actually colluded with this demonic path fiend! I’d like to see how you face fellow cultivators hereafter!”

Wang Hanyu’s gaze shifted, cursing at the so-called Elder Ghost Feng.

“I…”

Elder Ghost Feng seemed tongue-tied, at a loss for words.

“Pfft, how amusing, Miss Wang. Elder Feng is, after all, from our Floating-Sinking Continent. Him joining us against an outsider like you from the Divine Wind Continent hardly seems excessive, does it?”

Just then, a tree nearby rustled unnaturally. A light laugh followed as a seductive woman with a voluptuous figure emerged.

Her attire was scandalously revealing—mere scraps of animal hide hastily covering only critical areas—leaving an exquisite figure fully exposed. Had Tang Jinbiao witnessed this, he surely would’ve cursed, “Tang Yilin is nothing!”

Strange painted patterns adorned her face, while a tiny snake coiled atop her head, incessantly flicking its tongue, lending her an eerie aura. The bewitching woman swayed her hips as she slowly approached Old Demon Lin.

Her ample bosom trembled provocatively with each step, stirring restless desires.

Merely watching her walk inexplicably evoked the word “snake demon”.

“You heartless wretch! Have you forgotten me already after seeing this little doe?”

She coyly flung herself into Old Demon Lin’s embrace, lightly pounding his shoulders in a faux pout.

Thud!

Wang Hanyu’s heart sank further upon seeing this woman.

“You lustful witch! Everyone says snake women are promiscuous, yet even you, their leader, set no example—hounding me day after day. Aren’t you afraid I’ll annihilate your serpent kin?”

Old Demon Lin seized her waist roughly, squeezing her buttocks as he snarled.

“Ah~”

She shuddered with pleasure, burying her face in his chest while playfully tapping it. “Pfft, if only~ I’d welcome nothing more! What I worry about is your stamina, darling. Last time, before I truly… satisfied, you already surrendered!”

“Hehe, why not invite Elder Feng to join? Make it… thrilling?”

Lascivious intent flooded Old Demon Lin’s expression, his hand wandering brazenly over her curves.

“Ah~”

Another gasp escaped her at the sensation, though her eyes lit with anticipation as she glanced at Elder Ghost Feng.

“Cough, I must decline. This old man is far too aged for youthful revelries.”

Flustered beneath the Snake Woman Delise’s hungry stare, Elder Ghost Feng retreated two steps, shaking his hands and fluttering his white beard.

“Pfft, don’t fret, Elder Feng. Underneath it all, I’m tender as a bud~”

Delise suppressed a flash of disappointment, still offering a lilting laugh.

“You flatter me, Fellow Daoist Delise.”

Elder Ghost Feng replied awkwardly.

Clatter—

Watching the scene and hearing their exchange, Wang Hanyu shivered convulsively in revulsion.

“Heheh~ Changed your mind, Little Wang? Want to join our fun?”

Delise turned her seductive eyes to Wang Hanyu, emphasizing “little” mockingly—referring perhaps to her stature, or something else.

“Hehe.”

Old Demon Lin stared eagerly too.

“Ugh—!”

Bile rose in Wang Hanyu’s throat; disgust and cold terror washed over her.

“Aah~ Truly virginal, aren’t you? Decades of cultivation… untouched by a woman’s purest ecstasy.” Delise’s face glowed with rapture, pressing closer to Old Demon Lin while shuddering faintly. “Utter bliss~ Utterly… ensnaring~”

“Disgusting. Harlot. Bitch. Whore.”

Wang Hanyu spat, contempt twisting her features.

“What… did you say?”

Delise’s expression darkened, venom dripping as she wheeled around.

“I said you’re a harlot! A bitch! A whore!”

Wang Hanyu glared, her voice icy.

“You seek death!”

Snake Woman Delise hissed…