After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

As he pondered, Nangong Li gently squeezed his arm and said softly:

"My husband, you should go now."

Her beautiful eyes flickered as she glanced at Chu Qingyi.

Chu Qingyi's distraught appearance clearly indicates that she is deeply troubled by inner demons.

Wouldn't it be perfect to have Lin Fengmian "add fuel to the fire"?

Moreover, she had just completely surrendered herself to Lin Fengmian, and at this moment her body and soul were entirely his.

She was confident that she would never lose to Chu Qingyi, that pretentious and aloof woman.

Lin Fengmian saw that Nangong Li's expression was calm and composed, and did not seem to be feigning it.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself,

Could it be that these two exceptionally beautiful women can truly allow him to enjoy the bliss of having two wives?

"good,"

He nodded and said to Chu Qingyi,

"I'll go with you."

Chu Qingyi was overjoyed upon hearing this, and a trace of color finally returned to her pale face.

She quickly summoned her flying sword, instinctively wanting him to come aboard so they could ride together.

But Lin Fengmian acted as if he hadn't seen anything and continued walking down the mountain on his own.

Chu Qingyi's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, stunned for a moment.

Silently sheathing her flying sword, she bit her lip.

Like a timid young wife, she lowered her head and followed behind Lin Fengmian.

She instinctively wanted to move closer, but Lin Fengmian spoke without turning his head, his voice indifferent:

"Holy Maiden, it would be best if we kept some distance. After all, you said you were afraid your brother Ye Fan would misunderstand."

Chu Qingyi paused, feeling as if an ice pick had pierced her heart, leaving her feeling both cold and painful.

She didn't say anything more, but lowered her head even further and silently followed a few steps behind him.

There was a time when she was always the one walking in front.

He could only follow closely behind.

They were very careful, even making their footsteps extremely quiet.

...

Before long, the Temple of the Holy Maiden came into view.

The palace remained deserted and the bedroom had not been cleaned.

"Speak, what do you want?"

Lin Fengmian stood still in the hall, turned to look at her, and spoke calmly.

Chu Qingyi took a deep breath, trying her best to regain her usual aloof and holy maiden tone, but her voice still trembled slightly:

"The pills I promised you... I can give you half more. Just promise me you'll never again... engage in dual cultivation with Nangong Li..."

She paused, as if making a great decision, and continued:

"Moreover, whatever spirit stones Nangong Li gives you, I... I'll give you back the same amount. As long as you're not by her side, just playing along with her act."

"We...we can still do things the way they were before..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian suddenly smiled.

"On what grounds?"

Chu Qingyi was taken aback:

"You...you don't want the pills anymore?"

"I want it!"

Lin Fengmian nodded, but his smile grew even colder.

"But Your Excellency, it's you who can't wait to get the divorce papers done."

He stepped forward, closing in on her, his eyes sharp as knives:

"Besides, I told you back then that once you become a Daoist partner with someone else, even if you come back to me, I won't want you anymore. What, is Your Majesty forgetful?"

Chu Qingyi felt a chill run down her spine from the coldness in his eyes.

A surge of resentment and anger welled up inside me.

"well!"

Her voice rose, and her eyes began to redden again.

"Lin Fengmian, you win! Tell me, how many spirit stones do you want before you leave Nangong Li? I'll give them to you!"

"Chu Qingyi!" Lin Fengmian suddenly shouted.

Do you really think I, Lin Fengmian, am a dog?!

You want it? You think I'll wag my tail and come running just by beckoning you?

You don't want it anymore, and you kick me aside while I'm supposed to be grateful?!

His eyes were icy, and he spoke each word clearly:

"Besides, I've said before, I don't want anything that other people have touched. I, Lin Fengmian, am not that despicable!"

Why are you speaking so loudly...?

Chu Qingyi was startled by him and felt even more aggrieved.

Lin Fengmian turned and left without looking back.

"Wait! Hold on a minute."

Chu Qingyi cried out urgently, her voice already trembling with tears.

Lin Fengmian did not stop walking.

"I really...didn't let Ye Fan touch me! Really!"

She could no longer maintain her composure, and tears streamed down her face.

"You...you bastard! I gave you my first time, sob sob sob...please don't go..."

She watched Lin Fengmian's resolute figure disappear outside the palace gates.

The last line of psychological defense collapsed completely.

His legs gave way, and he collapsed helplessly onto the cold ground.

In the empty temple of the saintess, only her suppressed, intermittent sobs remained.

She finally had to admit it.

Lin Fengmian had become her inner demon.

It lingers, and it hurts to touch.

Lin Fengmian shook his head and walked outside.

Previously, I might have been more soft-hearted, but the thought that the other party might have already had contact with Ye Fan made me reconsider.

He lost all interest.

He looked down at the jade pendant hanging on his chest, his brows furrowing slightly.

There are still some things that are not clear.

Recalling the time when he received Nangong Li's cultivation technique,

Wanting to take a closer look, my jade pendant suddenly lit up.

Then he seemed to enter a hazy space...

I can't remember what happened after that; it's like I blacked out.

When I opened my eyes again, it seemed like only a few seconds had passed.

But the operating method of the "Yin-Yang Harmony Chapter" seemed to be engraved in his mind.

But he's had this jade pendant for twenty years, so why didn't he notice anything unusual about it before?

Could it be... that my Pure Yang Holy Body requires me to break through my primordial yang energy once, or to engage in dual cultivation with a woman before it can be triggered?

Lin Fengmian planned to go back and try it again carefully.

Thinking of this, Lin Fengmian's eyes darkened again.

This jade pendant is the only keepsake left by my mother.

His parents... disappeared one after the other, and the Lin family, disregarding blood ties, kicked him out!

He'll settle this score sooner or later.

Just as he was deep in thought, a strange, sarcastic voice came from ahead:

"Oh my, isn't this our once-in-a-millennium Pure Yang Holy Body, Lin Fengmian? What's wrong with that long face? Did you lose your soul after being kicked by the Holy Maiden?"

Lin Fengmian looked up and saw a young man in a brocade robe with an arrogant expression standing there with his arms crossed.

Two henchmen followed behind him, all three wearing malicious smiles.

This man's name is Li Cheng, and his family is somewhat well-known.

They relied on their background to run rampant within the Hehuan Sect.

He often committed acts of abducting other people's partners and bullying the weak.

"I heard that your saintess doesn't want you anymore, you dog, hahaha—"

Li Cheng deliberately drew out his voice, attracting the attention of several disciples passing by.

"What's wrong? Are you heartbroken and looking for a place to secretly wipe away your tears?"

He took two steps forward, getting closer to Lin Fengmian, and lowered his voice so that everyone around could hear him:

"You damn simp, don't you even know if you're good enough for him?"

A piece of trash with five spiritual roots, relying on the Holy Body to live off women for a few years, really thinks he's someone important?

Now that they've been thrown out, they won't even be good for menial tasks—"

"Bang!!"

He hadn't finished speaking.

A purple figure flashed by like a ghost.

The next moment, Li Cheng was sent flying backward.

It slammed onto the bluestone ground several meters away like a tattered rag, making a dull, loud thud.