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

After a long time, Lin Fengmian had conquered and expanded his territory.

The two lay down on the bed.

The room was a mess

All around were Lin Fengmian's clothes, including a torn purple flowing fairy dress, a pair of snow-white stockings, and a pink bodice.

Nangong Wan was currently feeling her own spiritual energy.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

It's simply unbelievable that my spiritual energy has increased even more than the first time.

Could it be that his skill has improved again?

That's way too monstrous!

Moreover, Lin Fengmian was much gentler this time.

Thinking of this, Nangong Wan looked at Lin Fengmian beside her with expectant eyes.

Lin Fengmian hadn't had enough fun yet.

Seeing that look in the other person's eyes, how could they possibly stand it?

Then came another dramatic turn of events.

have to say

Nangong Li's comprehension is indeed quite good, but he's still a bit rusty.

Unlike Chu Qingyi, who is only passive.

However, Lin Fengmian was very willing to teach her more in this regard.

The two of them spent a whole day and night doing this.

Until Nangong Li said that he could no longer continue, that he had reached the limit of his cultivation.

Lin Fengmian then held her and began to fall asleep.

The next morning, Lin Fengmian woke up in the side room.

The room beside him was empty; the brocade quilt still held a faint, cool fragrance. Nangong Li had already left.

He was not surprised by this.

A woman like Nangong Li, with her noble status and exceptional talent,

She was proud and unruly, and naturally wouldn't cling to him like an ordinary young girl.

She has her own things to do and her own path to follow.

"That's fine too." Lin Fengmian chuckled, a desire for conquest flashing in his eyes.

He sat up cross-legged and closed his eyes to look inward.

The spiritual energy within his body surged like a river, and pure Yang energy flowed through his meridians.

The vortex of spiritual energy in his dantian was even more solid than yesterday.

Qi Refining Level 8!

In just a few days, he broke through two realms from the sixth level of Qi Refining and stepped into the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"Hehe..." Lin Fengmian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

His cultivation was incredibly simple.

By cultivating with a stunningly beautiful fairy like Nangong Li every day, one's cultivation level can advance by leaps and bounds.

I'm afraid there's no one like him in the entire Xuan Tian Continent.

Just as he was feeling smug, the clothes on the bedside table suddenly began to tremble slightly.

Lin Fengmian was taken aback, only then remembering that after returning home last night, he had casually tossed his storage bag and outer robe beside the bed.

Did Nangong Li pick it up for me this morning?

The vibration... came from the storage bag.

A thought struck him, and he reached out to take out his storage bag.

Inside the bag, the communication jade tube that Chu Qingyi had given him earlier was emitting a faint light and trembling slightly.

Lin Fengmian infused a wisp of spiritual energy, and Chu Qingyi's voice immediately came from the jade tube.

The voice was no longer the usual cold and arrogant one; instead, it was somewhat hoarse, as if the person had been crying.

"Lin Fengmian... I want to see you, is that alright? I have something I want to tell you... and I didn't take the pills yesterday..."

His tone was cautious and tentative, even pleading.

Lin Fengmian raised an eyebrow.

This woman... her attitude has improved considerably.

But the thought that Ye Fan was always on her mind...

Moreover, the two were already engaged, which diminished Lin Fengmian's interest considerably.

Moreover, he still wasn't sure whether Chu Qingyi had been touched by Ye Fan.

He's a germaphobe.

After a moment's thought, Lin Fengmian replied to the jade tube:

"Holy Maiden, please bring me the pills. I'm afraid Li'er will misunderstand."

The voice was calm, with a clear sense of detachment.

Inside the Temple of the Holy Maiden.

Chu Qingyi did not sleep all night.

She curled up on the cold brocade couch.

Memories of spending time with Lin Fengmian kept replaying in her mind.

After crying all night, she finally understood.

The reason I feel so uncomfortable and care so much is not because of the influence of the Pure Yang Holy Body.

Rather, she had truly... fallen for Lin Fengmian.

She cried for him, laughed for him, was jealous for him, and lost control for him.

If this isn't falling in love, then what is it?

He simply didn't want to admit it because of the constraints of being a saint and the marriage contract.

After figuring all this out, Chu Qingyi felt even more bitter.

I realized it too late.

When she saw the jade tube vibrate, she was overjoyed.

Lin Fengmian still cared about himself!

But when she heard the words "Holy Maiden" and "Li'er,"

Chu Qingyi's heart still ached as if it had been pricked by needles.

That bastard!

Before, when they were in bed, he would gently call her "Qingyi".

Now that we have Nangong Li, we'll call her "Holy Maiden".

They even affectionately called each other "Li'er"!

Chu Qingyi's chest heaved with anger, and her eyes reddened again.

But she doesn't dare to get angry at Lin Fengmian now.

She was afraid that he would really never talk to her again.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Qingyi suppressed her grievances and whispered into the jade tube:

"Could you come over? I'll give you extra spirit stones..."

Her voice was so weak that even she herself felt unfamiliar with it.

Hearing Chu Qingyi's pleading tone and soft, sweet voice,

Lin Fengmian couldn't help but recall those days.

It must be said that although Chu Qingyi is simple-minded, her body... is truly exceptional.

Compared to Nangong Li, both of them, although stunningly beautiful,

Her face and figure are both top-notch, but her temperament is completely different.

Nangong Li possesses a cold beauty tinged with allure.

Chu Qingyi, on the other hand, possessed a pure yet innocent charm.

That feeling of half-hearted resistance, of wanting to refuse but also wanting to accept, has a fatal attraction for men.

Moreover, cultivating together with her...

It's really moisturizing!

Lin Fengmian's Adam's apple bobbed.

He pondered for a moment, then said to the jade tube:

"Hmm, I don't have enough spirit stones. I've been here with you for the past three years, and I haven't even gotten a decent cultivation technique. Could you prepare one for me? Not one for dual cultivation, I have those. I need one for offensive techniques."

Since we're going to meet, we should at least try to get something out of it.

Chu Qingyi was overjoyed to hear that Lin Fengmian was willing to come.

But when she heard him mention that he hadn't even mastered any cultivation techniques in the past three years, her heart ached again.

Yes, I really treated him terribly in the past.

As a Daoist partner of a saintess, even if he is only a nominal cultivation vessel, he should still have basic cultivation resources.

But because she disliked him, she never even gave him the lowest level of cultivation technique.

"Okay, I promise you everything." Chu Qingyi's voice softened slightly.

"You only need to come once..."

Lin Fengmian was taken aback upon hearing this.

You agreed just like that?

Could it be that I actually managed to "seduce" her?

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

After quickly tidying up and getting dressed, Lin Fengmian left Qingyue Peak and headed towards the Holy Maiden Palace.

Along the way, many disciples cast complicated glances at him.

But no one dared to jump out and mock or provoke them anymore.

It seems that Nangong Li's public intervention to cripple Li Cheng yesterday did indeed have a deterrent effect.

Lin Fengmian felt secretly pleased.

It feels great to have someone to rely on.

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

Pushing open the palace door, a familiar, cool atmosphere rushed towards me.

The hall was still deserted, but it seemed to have more life than yesterday.

Lin Fengmian looked up and saw Chu Qingyi sitting upright on the edge of the bed, her hands nervously folded on her knees.