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

Her gaze swept across the cave, and she suddenly said, "Come here and give me a shoulder massage."

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

Shoulder massage?

A dignified Nascent Soul True Monarch, and you ask a Foundation Establishment junior to massage his shoulders?

But he didn't dare refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and step forward, stand behind her, and put his hand on her shoulder.

It must be said that even through the clothes, Lin Fengmian could feel the other person's soft skin.

Her shoulders were slender and rounded, warm to the touch, like the finest mutton fat jade, incredibly delicate.

Moreover, the other person exuded a faint, delicate fragrance, cool yet sweet, which made one's heart flutter.

Lin Fengmian felt an excellent tactile sensation in his hand and couldn't help but secretly admire it.

That old hag, although she's not young, she's maintained her health remarkably well.

She has skin as white as ice and bones as white as jade.

Is this what it means to have reached a high level of spiritual cultivation?

As he kneaded it, his mind wandered.

Lin Fengmian quickly composed himself and dared not let his mind wander any further.

With his eyes closed, True Monarch Yuehua felt a strange sense of comfort as he felt the strong hands on his shoulders.

The pressure was just right, neither too light nor too heavy, and it relaxed the muscles in her shoulders considerably.

She exhaled softly and said calmly, "Don't be so nervous, I won't eat you."

As True Monarch Yuehua sensed the pure Yang energy so close at hand, a slight stirring stirred in his heart.

That extremely masculine and powerful aura seeped into her shoulder through Lin Fengmian's fingertips, causing the old wounds in her soul to show signs of loosening.

She was secretly shocked.

This kid's pure yang energy is so refined?

You should know that this injury to her soul had plagued her for hundreds of years. During that time, she had consumed countless rare and precious herbs, but she could only barely suppress it and could not cure it completely.

But now, just by coming into contact with his yang energy, my injuries have improved.

Moonflower True Lord subconsciously wanted to get closer and absorb more of that comforting aura.

Her body involuntarily leaned back slightly, moving closer to Lin Fengmian.

The scene I had just seen suddenly flashed through my mind.

Lin Fengmian and Nangong Li are together...

If... if I were in that situation with him, how would I feel?

The moment this thought crossed his mind, True Monarch Yuehua froze!

What am I even thinking?!

She quickly composed herself, her cheeks flushing slightly beneath the veil.

It must be that wisp of the divided soul that influenced my thinking!

She made excuses for herself in her mind, but her face remained cold and aloof.

"Put a little more care into it."

She spoke softly, her voice carrying a hint of displeasure, as if the other person hadn't pinched her well enough.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian inwardly grumbled.

That old hag has pretty high standards!

But he didn't dare say anything, so he could only increase the force in his hands and knead even more vigorously.

However, as he kneaded, he was also secretly pondering in his heart.

He could tell that the other party didn't intend to possess him today; they were just... trying to provoke him?

What happened?

Could it be that this old hag has taken a liking to me?

Or is it that before trying to possess someone else's body, you want to experience the thrill of an older woman dating a younger man?

As Lin Fengmian thought of this, his gaze involuntarily shifted downwards, landing on the graceful figure sitting upright in front of him.

It has to be said that although she must be quite old, her figure is truly remarkable.

A simple white dress hugged her shapely figure.

Her waist was so slender it could be grasped in one hand, and her hips were round and full.

Especially the rounded chest

As her breath rose and fell gently, Lin Fengmian's heart fluttered.

He swallowed hard, and as if possessed, spoke, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery:

"Hehe, the Supreme Elder really is... fair-skinned and delicate."

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Yuehua let out a cold snort from her delicate nose.

She tilted her head slightly, glancing at him sideways, her eyes cold yet carrying a hint of warning: "You brat, you really have audacity. You even dare to flirt with me?"

Lin Fengmian snorted coldly in his heart.

Although he couldn't match his opponent in cultivation level, Lin Fengmian was a master at this kind of flirting.

In his past life, he was a male model in Shanghai. What kind of women hadn't he seen?

He remained expressionless, continuing to grip her shoulders, and said with a grin, "How dare this disciple flirt with the Supreme Elder? This disciple was merely speaking the truth. The Supreme Elder is indeed handsome, and this disciple couldn't help himself and spoke the truth. I hope the Elder will forgive me."

"The truth?" Moonflower True Monarch sneered. "With that mouth of yours, you've probably fooled quite a few young girls, haven't you?"

"Elder, you've wronged me!" Lin Fengmian said innocently. "I have always been honest and trustworthy, and I never lie. If you don't believe me, I swear to heaven."

"Alright, alright." True Monarch Yuehua was too lazy to waste words with him. She withdrew her gaze and said indifferently, "Just focus on massaging your shoulders and stop talking nonsense."

"Yes, yes, yes." Lin Fengmian nodded repeatedly, his hands still moving.

The two continued their back-and-forth exchange, their words constantly clashing.

Lin Fengmian would occasionally utter a flirtatious remark, which would be met with a cold retort from Yuehua Zhenjun.

But for some reason, although she was sharp-tongued, she wasn't really angry, nor did she show any intention of getting up and leaving.

She just let Lin Feng hold her like that, and even felt a little...enjoyed?

This feeling made her feel both unfamiliar and somewhat flustered.

After another incense stick's time, True Lord Yuehua finally stood up.

She let out a cold snort from her delicate nose and glanced back at Lin Fengmian.

His gaze, cool yet complex, seemed to say: Kid, you know what's good for you.

Immediately, she flashed and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the cave.

Lin Fengmian watched the disappearing figure, let out a long breath, and plopped down on the bed.

Damn it, that old hag is finally gone.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, secretly relieved.

Fortunately, the other party wasn't there to cause trouble today, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do.

But... what exactly is she here for today?

Are they really here to check homework?

Or……

Lin Fengmian shook his head, too lazy to think about it anymore.

Who cares, as long as she's not dead.

……

In the days that followed, Lin Fengmian lived a life like that of an emperor.

Not only are there ample resources for cultivation every day, but there is also the beautiful Nangong Li by his side.

Lin Fengmian spent his days cultivating, refining pills, and engaging in dual cultivation, leading a fulfilling and pleasant life.

But after cultivating for seven days straight, Lin Fengmian couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth when he looked at the tiny bit of new spiritual energy in his dantian.