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

Chu Qingyi. Today she changed into a moon-white fairy dress, the hem of which flowed like clouds, making her skin appear even whiter.

Her dark hair was loosely tied up, adorned with a jade hairpin.

A few stray hairs fell beside her ears, adding to her delicate appearance.

Her face appeared to be lightly powdered, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

She looked like she had been crying, yet she had dressed up carefully.

When Chu Qingyi saw Lin Fengmian arrive, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by nervousness.

She stood up, picked up an exquisite storage bag and a jade tube from the side, and walked over slowly.

"Lin Fengmian..." she said softly.

"Here are the spirit stones and pills I promised you. I've even added a little extra, making a total of 100,000 low-grade spirit stones."

She handed over the storage bag, then held up the jade tube:

"This is a cultivation technique."

Lin Fengmian took the storage bag and jade tube, scanned them with his divine sense, and was slightly surprised.

One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones is not a small amount for a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This woman... she's quite willing to give up.

He smiled, his tone flat:

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Hearing this distant form of address, Chu Qingyi felt a pang of pain in her heart.

She bit her lower lip, raised her head, and her eyes glistened with tears.

"Lin Fengmian...can you leave Nangong Li and come back to my side?"

She paused, then her voice became even softer:

"I know I was wrong... and I didn't let Ye Fan touch me, I really didn't..."

By the end, her voice was barely audible, and her cheeks flushed crimson.

Looking at her like this, Lin Fengmian was indeed somewhat shaken.

But he quickly suppressed that ripple.

How can I leave Nangong Li?

He shook his head.

Not to mention that she had just been intimate with Nangong Li, and that he had given her his virginity.

He couldn't let down Nangong Li's feelings for him.

Although she is sharp-tongued and seems aloof and assertive,

But the resources given to him and the support they provided were all substantial.

Moreover, Nangong Li is not a naive young girl like Chu Qingyi.

She is cunning and shrewd; if she knew I had betrayed her...

The consequences could be disastrous.

Although Lin Fengmian was a passionate man, he would never betray someone who was good to him.

This is his bottom line.

"I'm sorry, Qingyi." He sighed, his tone becoming more serious.

"I still can't accept that you have another man in your heart. That's just how I am; I can't tolerate any infidelity."

Having said that, he didn't linger and turned to leave in a hurry.

This time, he didn't look back.

As he reached the palace gate, he seemed to hear suppressed, intermittent sobs behind him.

The sound was like a kitten whimpering, so fragile it was heartbreaking.

Lin Fengmian paused, feeling inexplicably sad.

But remembering how the other person kept calling him "Brother Ye Fan," Lin Fengmian suddenly felt less uncomfortable.

They need to be left to cool off for a while, and only after they've been properly disciplined and realize they were truly wrong should they be allowed to act.

Only then would Lin Fengmian possibly acknowledge her.

Otherwise, if something is too easily obtained, it will not be cherished.

After all, that woman was really voluptuous. If I were to just give such a beauty to someone else...

I also felt a little uncomfortable, even though it was something I had already done before.

Shaking his head, Lin Fengmian stopped thinking about those troubling things.

Instead, she looked down at the jade tube that Chu Qingyi had given her—

The Nine Heavens Mystic Sword Technique!

Low-grade Earth Rank cultivation technique!

As far as he knew, the ranks of cultivation techniques in this realm were roughly divided into: Immortal, Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. He wasn't sure about anything beyond that.

Even within a major sect like the Joyful Union Sect, Earth-rank cultivation techniques are rare.

It is by no means something that ordinary disciples can easily obtain.

If someone is a menial servant in the outer sect, even if they painstakingly save up spirit stones for a year, they might only be able to exchange them for a basic Yellow-rank Qi-inducing cultivation technique.

As for Earth-rank treasures... those are rare treasures that even spirit stones might not be able to buy!

"Not bad, not bad, Chu Qingyi does have some conscience after all."

Lin Fengmian weighed the jade tube in his hand, a smile playing on his lips.

However, he did not intend to reconcile with Chu Qingyi immediately because of this.

Some things cannot be resolved with a single cultivation technique.

"Alright, even though the cultivation threshold for Earth-rank techniques is high, what does that have to do with a cheat-like player like me?"

Lin Fengmian put away the jade tube, feeling pleased, and was preparing to return to Qingyue Peak to enter the jade pendant space to comprehend this sword technique.

Just then, the road ahead was suddenly blocked.

"Lin Fengmian, it's him! It's Lin Fengmian!"

A voice filled with hatred and arrogance rang out.

Lin Fengmian looked up and saw Li Cheng standing not far away.

Beside him stood a middle-aged elder with a serious expression, dressed in the robes of the Law Enforcement Hall.

After a few days apart, Li Cheng not only recovered from his injuries, but his cultivation level also rose to the twelfth level of Qi Refining!

His aura was solid and firm, showing a faint tendency to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

At this moment, although Li Cheng was aggressive, his eyes still couldn't help but dart around.

Clearly, he had been traumatized by Nangong Li's actions and was terrified that the purple-clad fairy would suddenly reappear.

The elder of the Enforcement Hall fixed his gaze on Lin Fengmian with lightning speed, his voice calm and even:

"So you are Lin Fengmian?"

Lin Fengmian remained expressionless, cupped his hands, and said, "It is indeed I."

The elder nodded, took out a challenge letter, and said loudly:

"Outer disciple Li Cheng has accused you of assaulting a fellow disciple without cause, resulting in serious injury. According to the sect's rules, if you plead guilty, you must come with me to the Hall of Discipline to receive your punishment, apologize to Li Cheng, and compensate him for all his losses."

He paused, his tone still revealing neither joy nor anger:

"If you are not satisfied, you may also choose to go to the 'Life and Death Arena' with Li Cheng and settle your grievances with a death match. On the Life and Death Arena, each shall accept their fate, and afterwards neither family nor sect shall pursue the matter."

"Lin Fengmian!"

After the elder finished speaking, Li Cheng immediately jumped out, and after confirming that there was no trace of Nangong Li in the surroundings,

His courage suddenly swelled. He pointed at Lin Fengmian, his voice rising, full of arrogance:

"Weren't you so powerful because of women? What, now that Nangong Li isn't here, you've chickened out?"

"I, Li Cheng, will fight you to the death today! I'll ask you one question: do you dare accept the challenge?!"

"If you don't have the guts, kneel down right now, kowtow three times, shout 'Grandpa Li, I was wrong' three times, and then cut off your own arm. Maybe I might consider sparing your dog's life!"

A number of disciples gradually gathered around, and upon seeing this scene, they immediately began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"Li Cheng has actually broken through to the twelfth level of Qi Refining! Lin Fengmian is in big trouble now; he's only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, right?"

"Hmph, serves him right! A piece of trash with only five spiritual roots, living off the Holy Body and women, he should have been taught a lesson long ago!"

"I don't think he'd dare accept. It's a fight to the death; once you're on the death stage, it's a fight to the death!"

Hearing the mockery and gossip around him, Li Cheng's smugness grew even stronger.

"So, Lin Fengmian?" Li Cheng raised his chin, pointing his nose at Lin Fengmian. "Are you here to die, or kneel down and kowtow? Choose one!"