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

As soon as he finished speaking, another streak of light flew over.

Lin Fengmian reached out and caught it, then looked down at it.

It was a completely black jade tube, smooth to the touch, with four ancient characters engraved on it—

Nine Yang Divine Seal.

The woman on the platform, seeing him staring intently at the jade tube, explained:

"This is an incomplete cultivation technique. Although it is incomplete, it is indeed very suitable for you."

She paused, then continued:

"When the first three seals are mastered, their power is equivalent to a Heaven-rank cultivation technique."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian was suddenly jolted!

The first three seals of this incomplete cultivation technique are actually equivalent to the Heavenly Rank?!

If it were complete, wouldn't that be equivalent to...?

Immortal Rank?!

This old woman is so good to me?

This is really not right!

Is he planning to fatten her up before possessing her body?

After much thought, Lin Fengmian concluded that this was the only possibility.

This old woman just wants to fatten herself up so that she can devour me in one gulp once her cultivation level is high enough!

He raised his head and looked solemnly at the figure on the high platform.

But the other party...

I haven't put any restrictions on myself.

There was nothing there.

Lin Fengmian's heart grew increasingly heavy.

This isn't right, this is very wrong!

The woman on the platform was furious when she saw him staring at her with a serious expression.

I kindly gave him the cultivation technique and spiritual sword, but this kid acts like he's facing a formidable enemy!

She took a deep breath, too lazy to waste any more words with him.

With a wave of her hand, a beam of spiritual light shot out from her fingertip and disappeared into the array outside the hall.

A moment later, a beautiful figure walked gracefully into the hall from outside.

It was Xiao Fenghuang.

"Supreme Elder."

Xiao Fenghuang bowed respectfully, glancing around the hall out of the corner of his eye.

There was no scene of Lin Fengmian being pinned to the ground and rubbed against the ground as I had imagined.

There was no blood, no screams.

The boy stood there unharmed, holding a jade tube and a flying sword in his hand.

Xiao Fenghuang's heart was instantly filled with turmoil.

This person...did he make some kind of mistake?

The Supreme Elder summoned him not to punish him.

On the high platform, the woman looked at Xiao Fenghuang and spoke calmly:

"Settle this person on your Snow Bamboo Peak."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fenghuang was startled once again.

The Supreme Elder has not personally arranged sect affairs for a long time.

Why would they suddenly interfere with the whereabouts of an inner disciple?

Could it be that this person... has some connection with the Supreme Elder?

Her mind raced, but she dared not be negligent and quickly bowed, saying:

"Yes."

"Alright, take this person away."

Xiao Fenghuang nodded and turned to look at Lin Fengmian:

"Junior Brother Lin, let's go."

The two of them slowly withdrew from the palace, one after the other.

……

The palace doors slowly closed behind them.

Lin Fengmian was still a little confused.

The other party... didn't actually want to possess my body?

Moreover, he even gave me a superior cultivation technique and a spirit sword?

But the more this happened, the more uncertain he felt.

Why would someone be so nice to me for no reason?

Lin Fengmian felt increasingly distressed.

After all, he was completely baffled by the other party's actions and had no idea what they were trying to do.

Just as he was thinking this, Xiao Fenghuang suddenly stopped in his tracks.

She turned around, her dignified face full of doubt, and asked:

"Junior Nephew Lin, do you know the Supreme Elder? Or... do you have some connection with her?"

Lin Fengmian was also puzzled upon hearing this.

He did find the Supreme Elder's figure somewhat familiar.

But when did I ever meet such an amazing woman?

Perhaps... just as she said, it's because of Chu Qingyi?

After all, the two have very similar figures and temperaments.

Before Lin Fengmian awakened his memories of his past life, he had served as Chu Qingyi's furnace for three years, and he was very clear about this—

Chu Qingyi doesn't have any master at all.

The Supreme Elder claimed to be Chu Qingyi's master, but how come I've never seen him before?

Lin Fengmian thought and thought, but he really couldn't figure out how he could possibly get to know this woman.

He then shook his head and said:

"I don't know him."

A hint of surprise flashed through Xiao Fenghuang's mind, but he didn't ask any further questions and nodded:

"Okay, maybe I'm overthinking it."

She paused, then said as she walked:

"However, the Supreme Elder has indeed treated you well. This Snow Bamboo Peak is one of the peaks with the highest quality of spiritual energy among the main peaks of the inner sect."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian was startled once again.

The other party definitely wants to possess me!

They want to fatten themselves up before slaughtering them!

But now, he has no way to solve the problem.

What can he do if a Nascent Soul cultivator tries to possess his body?

They couldn't run away, and they couldn't win a fight.

Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth, feeling extremely aggrieved.

At this moment, Xiao Fenghuang spoke again:

"Junior Nephew Lin, there's one more thing I need to remind you of."

She paused, her expression becoming more serious:

"Now that you and Su Zhenzhen have become Daoist partners, you should try to leave the sect as little as possible in the future."

Why is that?

Xiao Fenghuang was somewhat surprised to hear this.

This kid doesn't even know Su Zhenzhen's identity?

She shook her head and explained:

"Su Zhenzhen is a direct descendant of the Su family, a super cultivation family in the Southern Border. Although it is unknown why she came to the Hehuan Sect, she is now being targeted by countless cultivators and has many suitors."

She looked at Lin Fengmian, her tone grave:

In short, you're being watched by a lot of people now. Be careful when you're out and about.

Lin Fengmian nodded upon hearing this, but his heart remained unmoved.

Now that the old woman has her eye on me, why should I be afraid of her?

Too many lice don't itch, too much debt doesn't worry.

He sighed and followed Xiao Fenghuang toward Snow Bamboo Peak.

The two then arrived at Snow Bamboo Peak.

As soon as Lin Fengmian stepped into the peak, he felt an extremely rich spiritual energy rushing towards him, as if he were soaking in a hot spring of spiritual liquid, with every pore on his body greedily absorbing this pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Is this the inner peak?"

Lin Fengmian took a deep breath and felt refreshed, with most of the fatigue from traveling for days disappearing.

It's truly extraordinary!

He had lived in Nangongli's area, where the spiritual energy was already quite abundant, but compared to Xuezhu Peak, it was like a stream compared to a great river—completely on different levels.

Seeing his appearance, Xiao Fenghuang smiled slightly and, without saying anything more, landed him on a platform halfway up the mountain.

The platform was not large, about ten zhang in circumference, and the ground was paved with blue jade stones, clean and tidy.

Several emerald bamboos were planted around the perimeter, their leaves swaying gently in the wind, making a rustling sound, giving the place a sense of otherworldly tranquility.

"Alright, Junior Nephew Lin." Xiao Fenghuang turned around and looked at Lin Fengmian, his dignified face showing no emotion.

"I've already made arrangements for you. Just go find the disciple in charge of receiving you, and he'll take you to your cave."

Lin Fengmian quickly cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Fenghuang nodded, and without lingering, he vanished into the sky as a streak of light.

Lin Fengmian watched her leave before turning his gaze away and walking up the stone steps toward the mountain.