Lin Jingge, Elder Lin, felt extremely serene inside.
Although what he was going to do today would undoubtedly bring shame if it spread, after all, he hadn't done anything yet.
Moreover, with the immense background of the West Sea Purple Dragon Island, and his own formidable strength, even if facing those renowned figures of the Cultivation World, he could now discuss on equal terms with them.
Having reached this point as a loose cultivator, Lin Jingge indeed had the right to be proud.
"The Upper Immortal Guest of Purple Dragon Island, which Taoist doesn't know you? But it seems Purple Dragon Island, hidden for so many years in the West Sea, now also wants a piece of this small Purple Cloud Divine Wood?"
Do you recognize me?
Elder Lin laughed and said, "Haven't you also come, Daoist brother?"
"Hehe, just here to join the fun."
