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

He took a deep breath and was about to speak when Su Zhenzhen released her grip on his arm and took two steps back.

"Alright, senior brother, don't forget—"

She waved her little hand at him, her voice clear and crisp:

"You absolutely must choose Zhenzhen! Otherwise, someone else will choose her!"

After saying that, she turned and ran.

Her skirt fluttered like a blooming lotus flower.

Only a faint, lingering fragrance remains in the air.

The beautiful figure disappeared into the dense forest in a few leaps.

Lin Fengmian was left standing there, staring blankly in the direction she had left.

a long time.

He looked away and down at the token in his hand.

Five thousand points.

Adding my original three thousand, I have a total of eight thousand.

With 8,000 points, he was definitely among the top disciples of the Hehuan Sect participating in the secret realm trial.

But his feelings were somewhat complicated.

The original plan—

He planned to find a female disciple carefully trained by a sect in the secret realm to be his Daoist partner.

The disciples who are systematically trained by the sect from childhood, have a solid foundation, and are of pure character are the least troublesome.

If we take it back to Nangong Li and Chu Qingyi, it will shut them up.

But now—

Su Zhenzhen's sudden appearance completely disrupted his entire plan.

This girl is not only born with a beauty that could bring ruin to the country, but her background is also unfathomable.

Moreover, she caused him so much trouble—just that Xiao Huohuo alone was enough to give him a headache.

Not to mention those "senior students" who voluntarily contributed their points...

Lin Fengmian rubbed his temples and sighed deeply.

This isn't about finding a Daoist partner; it's about finding a hot potato!

He shook his head and put the token into his pocket.

Regardless, the points are real.

As for the right to choose a spouse—

We'll talk about it later.

……

In the dense forest.

Lin Fengmian walked ahead, but he was making plans in his mind.

Su Zhenzhen's appearance did indeed disrupt his rhythm.

But upon closer examination, it's not entirely without its advantages.

Eight thousand points are enough for him to get priority in choosing a spouse.

Whether or not Su Zhenzhen is chosen by him is up to him.

As for those "senior brothers"—

there is always a solution to a problem.

When has Lin Fengmian ever been afraid of trouble?

not to mention--

Lin Fengmian's lips curled into a smile.

This girl is troublesome, but she is indeed a beauty.

That face, that figure, that aura...

If we can bring it into the house, it won't be a loss.

only--

Thinking of the unfathomable family behind her, Lin Fengmian felt a headache coming on.

Forget it, let's take a step by step.

The most urgent task is to thoroughly search for any opportunities within the secret realm.

As for the matter of Daoist partners—

We'll see!

Lin Fengmian snapped out of his thoughts, quickened his pace, and sped towards the core area.

Behind them, the three Xiong brothers followed closely.

In the dense forest, Lin Fengmian led the three Xiong brothers on a swift journey.

With the three Xiong brothers leading the way, the harassment from the scattered cultivators was greatly reduced.

After traveling for about half a day, the scenery ahead suddenly changed.

The once dense jungle gradually thinned out, replaced by a wide open square.

The square is surrounded by various stone walls, the pillars are mottled and covered with dense runes, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes atmosphere.

An indescribable pressure permeated the air, as if some ancient being had once lingered here.

Lin Fengmian stopped and scanned his surroundings.

"This place...is different now."

Lin Fengmian stepped into the square.

The surrounding stone walls are covered with various patterns.

Lin Fengmian approached for a closer look and saw that the stone wall was carved with images of men and women in sexual positions.

Each painting is lifelike, with smooth lines, and even the expressions between the eyebrows and eyes are depicted in great detail.

Lin Fengmian looked around with great interest, then shook his head.

He had known these postures by heart in his previous life.

Moreover, these dual cultivation techniques are clearly of low quality, far inferior to the "Yin Yang Harmony Chapter" that Nangong Li gave him.

"Let's go, the real good stuff is inside."

Lin Fengmian withdrew his gaze and led the three brothers deeper into the area.

The further you go in, the stronger the ancient aura becomes. There is a faint flow of spiritual energy in the air, and the stone path under your feet, made of some unknown material, makes a slight echo when you step on it.

About an incense stick's time later, a magnificent palace appeared in front of them.

The palace is constructed entirely of a dark blue stone, with upturned eaves and carved beams and painted rafters. Despite the passage of countless years, it still exudes a magnificent aura.

Above the temple gate, three simple and ancient characters are engraved on the plaque.

"Hehuan Hall".

Lin Fengmian glanced at the three words and his heart stirred slightly.

He took a deep breath and stepped into the palace.

The hall is very spacious, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

At this moment, the hall was already filled with people.

They gathered in twos and threes, their eyes fixed on the huge pillar of light in the center of the hall.

The beam of light, about three zhang wide, descended from the roof of the hall, illuminating the entire hall.

Runes flowed faintly within the pillar of light, emanating a profound and mysterious aura.

The surrounding cultivators were using various methods, employing spells and magical artifacts to relentlessly bombard the pillar of light.

Flames, ice blades, lightning, sword energy... all kinds of attacks poured down like a torrential rain, making the pillar of light buzz and its light tremble continuously.

Lin Fengmian understood.

This pillar of light should be the ultimate reward in this small world.

It resembled a restriction, with the cultivation technique hidden within it.

To obtain the cultivation technique, one must first break through this restriction.

At this moment, the cultivators in the hall were surprisingly not attacking each other. Everyone was tacitly attacking the pillar of light, and no one wanted to reap the benefits of the attack.

Lin Fengmian raised an eyebrow, a hint of doubt in his mind.

Seeing this, Xiong Da leaned forward and whispered:

"Brother, this pillar of light was passed down by Immortal Lord Hehuan. It contains a cultivation technique, and the quality of the technique is related to the contribution of attacking the pillar of light—only the person who inflicts the most damage on the pillar of light can obtain that technique."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder these people are all attacking so fiercely, but no one is thinking of reaping the benefits—that's the reason.

He nodded, his gaze sweeping across the room, and quickly found an empty seat.

With a flash, Lin Fengmian landed on the open ground and looked up at the pillar of light.

The surrounding cultivators noticed him, and some of them immediately burst into laughter.

"Ha, another one? Coming now, trying to get a piece of the pie?"

"This beam of light is almost shattered, what's the point of coming now? We won't even be able to pick up any bargains!"

"I bet he dawdled all the way here and only just arrived. Tsk tsk, what a pity, he won't get any of the cultivation techniques."

The mocking voices rose and fell, but Lin Fengmian turned a deaf ear to them.

He simply chuckled softly, his gaze calmly fixed on the pillar of light.