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

"Sigh, young people are too impulsive, what a pity..."

Zhao Tian looked at Lin Fengmian, opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just sighed.

Lin Fengmian ignored the surrounding chatter, merely glancing indifferently at the man, a cold smile playing on his lips:

"Time and place."

The man grinned maliciously.

"Now, on this deathmatch! I'm going to beat you into a dead dog in front of everyone!"

Lin Fengmian ignored the surrounding discussions, but secretly rejoiced.

I was a bit short on cash lately, having almost run out of spirit stones, when someone delivered them to my door.

According to the sect's rules, the winner of a life-or-death duel receives the opponent's storage bag.

This person is, after all, a disciple of the Pill Refining Peak, with a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation level. His background shouldn't be too meager, right?

and……

Lin Fengmian's lips curled up slightly.

This is a good opportunity to see just how much patience that woman can endure.

Beside him, Zhao Tian opened his mouth, wanting to say a few more words of advice:

"Junior Brother Lin, you—"

Before he could finish speaking, the man stopped him.

The man laughed loudly, his voice full of smugness:

"Hahaha! Everyone heard that! This kid agreed himself! I didn't force him!"

After he finished laughing, he looked at Lin Fengmian with a cold gaze, as if he were looking at a dead man:

"Kid, you've got guts. But... gutsy people often die the fastest!"

Seeing that things had come to this, Zhao Tian could only sigh, look at Lin Fengmian, and lower his voice to advise:

"Junior Brother Lin, I know you got first place in the outer sect assessment and also first place in the secret realm harvest... but those were all things that happened during the Qi Refining stage!"

He paused, his tone becoming increasingly anxious:

"You're facing a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator! And Senior Brother Zhou is a top-tier first-grade alchemist with extensive connections on Pill Peak! Of all people to offend, why did you have to offend him?"

"Take my advice, senior brother. Apologize now and admit defeat. It might not look good, but it's better than losing your life! Otherwise, who in the sect will be willing to refine pills for you in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian's lips twitched slightly.

I thought he was really ruthless, but he's just a first-tier top-grade alchemist.

He's a genuine second-tier alchemist now, why would he need to ask others to refine his pills?

"No need, senior brother."

Lin Fengmian's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was calm:

I know what I'm doing.

Seeing that he was unmoved by reason, Zhao Tian sighed inwardly.

This guy is acting like an idiot!

I've made myself perfectly clear, so why won't he listen?

Alright, alright, I've said everything I needed to say. If the Peak Master blames me later, it won't be my fault!

"Don't worry." A cruel smile crept onto the man's lips. "I'll leave you a whole corpse later."

After saying that, he flashed and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the dueling arena of the inner sect.

With a smile on his lips, Lin Fengmian followed after them at a leisurely pace, a flash of sword light beneath his feet.

The Mission Hall was a gathering place for disciples, bustling with people coming and going.

That scene had already been witnessed by many people.

When the two were about to go up to the dueling stage, everyone was in an uproar.

"Let's go! Let's go see what's going on!"

"Early Foundation Establishment stage versus late Foundation Establishment stage? That's interesting!"

"What a load of rubbish! It's clearly a one-sided massacre!"

In an instant, countless sword lights shot into the sky, densely following behind the two, surging towards the dueling arena.

Within sects, martial arts are highly valued.

It was common for disciples to dislike each other and go to the dueling arena to settle their differences.

However, it is rare to see a person in the early stage of Foundation Establishment challenge someone in the later stage of Foundation Establishment.

What's more, the challenger was none other than Lin Fengmian, who was currently enjoying great popularity—a legendary figure who ranked first in the outer sect assessment, first in the secret realm harvest, and even made two holy maidens vie for his affections!

Who would want to miss such a lively event?

Before long, the two landed on the dueling platform closest to the inner sect.

This dueling arena covers a vast area and is surrounded by array formations to prevent the aftershocks of the battle from leaking out.

Below the stage, disciples who had rushed over upon hearing the news had already gathered.

The crowd was dense, a sea of ​​black heads, numbering at least several hundred.

"Who is this person? He looks unfamiliar."

Some disciples did not recognize Lin Fengmian and curiously observed the figure in the green robe on the stage.

"You don't recognize him?" someone immediately chimed in, their tone tinged with smugness. "This is Lin Fengmian, who came in first place in this year's outer sect assessment! During the trip to the secret realm, he alone brought back more spiritual herbs than all the disciples of the Hehuan Sect combined!"

"Ah? Is that Lin Fengmian, the one who made both Saintess Chu and Saintess Nangong jealous of each other?"

"That's right, it's him! I heard he recently became a Daoist couple with Senior Sister Yun Caiyue from Dan Yao Peak!"

"Holy crap! What's so great about this pretty boy? Are all three fairies blind?"

"Hehe, who knows...maybe they really do have a special talent?"

"Alright, alright, I want to see just what Lin Fengmian is capable of that makes three fairies fall for him!"

Discussions rose and fell, with all sorts of opinions being expressed.

The crowd grew larger and larger, completely surrounding the dueling platform.

Just then, a beam of light swept in from afar and landed above the dueling platform.

The light faded, revealing an old man with a stern face, dressed in a gray Taoist robe.

Inner Sect Elder!

"Greetings, Elder!"

The disciples below the stage all bowed and paid their respects.

The gray-robed old man waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over Lin Fengmian and the man, his brows furrowing slightly.

He naturally recognized the man—Zhou Hong from Danyao Peak, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Although his foundation was somewhat unstable, he was still a genuine late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

And the young man in the blue robe opposite him...

The gray-robed old man's gaze fell on Lin Fengmian, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This young man is so young, yet he's already at the early stage of Foundation Establishment?

Moreover, judging from his aura, his foundation was terrifyingly solid, and the degree of his spiritual power was far superior to that of ordinary early Foundation Establishment cultivators.

However... the difference between the early and late stages of Foundation Establishment is still too great.

The old man in the gray robe pondered for a moment, then spoke up to offer his advice:

"Boy, have you thought this through? The other party is a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator."

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of appreciation for talent:

"Although his foundation is unstable, as if it were built up by taking pills, it's still not something you, a mere early Foundation Establishment cultivator, can contend with. According to sect rules, you can refuse this duel."

Lin Fengmian shook his head.

How could I refuse such a delightful gift of spirit stones?

"Thank you for your kindness, Elder." He bowed and said calmly, "But I still wish to exchange a few moves with this senior brother."

Upon hearing this, the old man in the gray robe sighed inwardly.

This young man has a good foundation and is a promising talent. It would be a real pity if he were to be ruined here.

But as an elder, he had already said what he needed to say, and if the other party wouldn't listen, there was nothing he could do.

"In that case..." The gray-robed elder nodded, his gaze sweeping over the two men, and said in a deep voice: