Shen Shiqi gestured to them, and the other three approached. He lowered his voice and said, "Since it's you, I'm giving you a reminder. You'd better send a message back to your family. I heard that the four emperors are working together to deal with this ghost doctor Fengjiu. They want to kill her. They are afraid that she will come up and seize their power and territory. They are afraid that one day the ghost doctor Fengjiu will stand above them. Therefore, they want her dead."
Hearing this, the three of them were shocked and looked at each other. One of them asked, "Do you think that even if the ghost doctor Fengjiu succeeds in ascending, can she defeat the four emperors alone?"
“Haha, so you are still not well-informed.” Shen Shiqi laughed, glanced at them, and said, “This Ghost Doctor Fengjiu is not an ordinary person. Moreover, there is another piece of news that you don’t know. The Great Emperor Saint Lord who ascended to heaven a year ago has a very deep friendship with Ghost Doctor Fengjiu.”
Hearing this, the three of them were stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting it to be like this.
“If she really ascends to heaven, will the Four Great Emperors join forces to suppress her? Or even let people like us from aristocratic families suppress that Ghost Doctor Feng Jiu? This seems…” One of them said, frowning slightly.
Shen Shiqi stepped back, leaned back on his chair, and said casually: "Just listen to me! You won't be wrong. If you don't understand something, pass the news back, and the elders in your family will think about it."
Seeing this, the three of them looked at each other, bowed to him, and said, "Old Shen, thank you very much."
"We are all brothers, what's there to thank for?" He waved his hand, not caring, looking towards the street outside, thinking, I don't know when I can meet that little girl again? If I meet her next time, he must ask her how she avoided them
The days passed one by one, but both the Lower and Upper Immortal Realms seemed a little depressing, especially those noble families and sects in the Upper Immortal Realm. It felt like the recent days had been a little quiet, as if it was the calm before a storm. The calm made people feel inexplicably uneasy and anxious.
This day was the twenty-seventh day that Fengjiu had endured the tempering of the heavenly thunder, and it was also the last day. If she could successfully survive the three heavenly thunders today, then what awaited her was a complete transformation into an immortal and ascending to the ninth heaven.
Today's three thunders have not yet fallen, but the clouds condensed in the sky have become more and more oppressive and terrifying. On the sea, strong winds are blowing, and the waves are howling. The huge waves are blown high up by the wind and hit the sea surface fiercely, making a huge sound of waves.
In this spiritual realm of the East China Sea, monarchs from all sides were watching from a distance. Luo Yu and other captains of the eight Phoenix Guards, as well as Du Fan, Guan Xilin and others, were still nervously looking at the red figure who was still sitting there quietly.
After so many days of being tempered by heavenly thunder, the specially made red dress she was wearing had already been burnt in places and torn in others, and the color was no longer as bright and dazzling as before.
However, her expression remained the same, still so calm. The green lotus between her eyebrows had been providing her with an endless supply of green lotus energy. She seemed unaware of everything outside and was only immersed in her own ascension.