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

Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth and frantically circulated the Pregnancy Sword Technique within his body!

Within his dantian, the three nurtured spiritual swords trembled simultaneously!

Pure sword energy surged from his dantian, flowing along his meridians to fight against the bone-chilling cold!

The sword energy was sharp and cold.

Two forces collided violently within his body, causing waves of tearing pain to surge through his meridians!

Lin Fengmian's forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and did not take a single step back.

At the same time, the Dao foundation within his body also began to hum!

The newly constructed foundation was radiating a soft light.

A surge of pure Yin and Yang energy erupted from the Dao Foundation, spreading along the meridians and joining the battle!

The Pure Yang Holy Body was also pushed to its limit, and streams of pure Yang energy surged through the meridians like warm currents!

The combined force of three forces—

Finally, the chill was temporarily suppressed!

Lin Fengmian let out a long breath, but dared not relax in the slightest.

He pushed again with all his might!

The gap in the jade gate is getting bigger and bigger.

But the howling wind grew stronger and stronger!

The cold wind was like a knife, scraping his cheeks until they stung.

A chill swept over him, wave after wave, impacting his meridians.

Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth and gave it his all.

But he soon discovered a problem—

The harder he pushed the door, the stronger the cold wind became.

The stronger the cold wind, the more spiritual energy he consumed.

But if he doesn't keep pushing, the jade gate won't open!

This is a vicious cycle!

Lin Fengmian was anxious, but he was at a loss for what to do.

We have no choice but to fight!

It's a battle of who can't hold on any longer!

He gritted his teeth, his body radiating a burst of jade light, the yang energy of his Pure Yang Saint Body surging wildly, and the Sword Concealment Technique pushed to its limit, his Dao Foundation trembling with a buzzing sound—

however.

The chill was just too strong.

It seems endless and inexhaustible.

Lin Fengmian's spiritual power, however, was limited.

As time went by, the spiritual power within him weakened, and the chill began to rebound once more!

A sharp pain shot through my meridians!

My consciousness started to blur!

Lin Fengmian was terrified, but he still stubbornly held on.

however--

"Bang!"

That chill suddenly erupted!

Lin Fengmian felt an unparalleled force crash into him, and he was sent flying backward!

"Owner!"

The little earth spirit exclaimed in surprise and waved its little hand.

A gentle force appeared out of thin air, catching Lin Fengmian steadily and gently placing him on the ground.

Lin Fengmian lay on the ground, panting heavily.

His entire body was covered in a thin layer of frost, and his face was as pale as paper.

The little spirit rushed over, its face full of worry:

"Master! Master, are you alright?"

She reached out her little hand and gently patted the frost off Lin Fengmian's body, her fluffy tail wagging anxiously.

Lin Fengmian felt a warmth in his heart when he saw her worried expression.

He took a few deep breaths, suppressing the surging blood within him, reached out and touched the little earth spirit's head, and whispered:

"I'm fine, don't worry."

The little earth spirit breathed a sigh of relief, but its eyes were still red, and it looked like it was about to cry.

Lin Fengmian struggled to sit up, looking at the still tightly closed jade gate in the distance, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes.

He turned his head to look at the little earth spirit and said softly:

"I'm sorry, little earth spirit. I can't open that door. I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Upon hearing this, the little earth spirit quickly waved its hand and said urgently:

"No, no! Master didn't disappoint the little earth spirit!"

She paused, then whispered:

"And...and this can't be blamed on Master. The cold wind here is much, much stronger than before."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian's heart stirred.

He remembered that the little earth spirit had said that her master said he could come to see her after he had established his foundation.

The other party certainly wouldn't lie to me.

But now he really can't push open that door.

Is it...

Was it because the other party saved him twice, expending too much energy?

That's why the cold wind has become stronger than before?

The more Lin Fengmian thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

He raised his head and looked at the magnificent palace, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

That mysterious former master saved him from danger twice.

Now, he can't even get into her door.

Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth and made a silent vow in his heart.

wait.

One day, he will become stronger.

He was strong enough to push open the door and see the benefactor who had saved him twice.

He stood up and took one last look at the palace.

Then he turned around and picked up the little earth spirit.

"Let's go, little earth spirit."

"Master...aren't you angry with the little earth spirit?"

Why would I blame you?

Lin Fengmian gently rubbed her head and said softly:

"I'll come back when I'm stronger. Then we'll go in together and see your master."

Upon hearing this, the little earth spirit's eyes reddened again.

She nodded vigorously, burying her head in Lin Fengmian's arms, her voice muffled:

"Yes! The little earth spirit believes in its master!"

Lin Fengmian smiled, picked her up, and disappeared from the spot.

He then shook his head, temporarily suppressing those alluring thoughts in his mind.

"It seems I'll have to wait until my cultivation level improves further before coming back. Next, I should focus on passing the outer sect trial."

He muttered to himself, adjusted his state, and then with a thought, withdrew from the jade pendant space.

……

A few days later.

The outer sect trial has begun as scheduled.

When Lin Fengmian arrived at the designated meeting square, the scene before him made him raise an eyebrow.

Crowds of people.

The square was packed with a dense crowd, with people jostling shoulder to shoulder. There were at least two or three thousand people in sight.

The place was bustling with noise; the sounds of conversation, laughter, and greetings mingled together, creating a constant buzzing noise.

Lin Fengmian's gaze swept across the crowd, and he suddenly noticed something interesting—

Among this group, the number of female cultivators actually exceeded that of male cultivators by a considerable margin.

Moreover, the female cultivators all had burning eyes and were eager to try, as if they were determined to win first place in the trial.

Lin Fengmian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

The techniques of the Hehuan Sect emphasize the harmony of Yin and Yang.

When men and women engage in dual cultivation, the woman often receives far more benefits than the man.

This leads to an interesting phenomenon—

The higher the cultivation level, the more female cultivators there are.

Excellent male cultivators, on the other hand, have become a scarce resource.

After all, who wouldn't want a cultivation partner who is good-looking and whose dual cultivation is comfortable for both of them?

The female cultivators were now eager to get started, clearly aiming for the "right to choose a spouse."

Lin Fengmian found it amusing.

This Hehuan Sect is truly...

interesting.

Just then—

"Buzz—!"

A deep, rumbling sound came from the horizon!

Everyone looked up.

From the direction of the inner gate, a dazzling pillar of light shot into the sky, piercing through the heavens and arriving above the plaza in an instant.

The light faded, revealing a figure.

He was a middle-aged cultivator with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes, radiating a powerful aura.