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

This person was the one who had just mocked the burly man. He was at the early stage of Foundation Establishment and was considered quite powerful among this group.

He rubbed his hands together, his face full of excitement, and chuckled:

"Since you gentlemen are so kind, then I won't stand on ceremony!"

Having said that, he strode forward and came to the front of the high platform.

He stared at the whip that hovered in mid-air, crackling with purple lightning, his eyes filled with greed.

As long as we obtain this magical artifact...

He took a deep breath, reached out, and grasped the whip.

Everyone in the room had their eyes fixed on his hand.

Nearly.

closer.

His fingertips touched the handle of the whip—

The next second, he gripped it tightly!

"Hahaha! I succeeded—"

Before he could finish speaking...

"boom--!"

A blinding purple bolt of lightning suddenly exploded from the whip!

The lightning surged like an angry dragon, instantly engulfing the cultivator!

"Aaaaaah—!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out!

The cultivator's body trembled violently, his hair stood on end, and his clothes were instantly burned to ashes by the lightning!

He tried to let go, but found that his hands seemed to be stuck to the whip handle and he couldn't break free at all!

The lightning grew stronger and stronger!

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and the blood instantly evaporated in the lightning!

He was violently thrown away by the lightning, crashing heavily to the ground and sliding several meters away!

Its body was charred black and emitting blue smoke; its fate was unknown.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone's expression changed.

They stared at the purple lightning whip that still hovered on the high platform, their eyes filled with fear and horror.

It's unbelievable... that even a cultivator in the early Foundation Establishment stage can't touch it?

So how exactly does this thing become attached to its owner?

Silence fell over the hall once again.

Those powerful individuals hidden among the crowd now looked at the whip with even greater fervor.

The harder it is for a magical artifact to recognize its master, the higher its grade!

This is absolutely a rare treasure!

Lin Fengmian stood at the edge of the crowd, quietly watching this scene, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

interesting.

This magical artifact is indeed extraordinary.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

The more this happened, the more interested he became.

Upon seeing this, many cultivators shook their heads and turned to leave.

"Alas, the treasure is wonderful, but I'm too young to enjoy it."

"This magical artifact is probably choosing its master; only those with a lightning spiritual root can touch it. We should avoid humiliating ourselves."

"Let's go, let's go. Instead of just standing here staring blankly, let's try our luck somewhere else."

Amidst the murmurs, one monk after another withdrew from the hall.

The once bustling hall quickly emptied by nearly half.

The rest are either those who are overconfident in their own abilities and want to wait and see, or those who think, "If I can't do it, I won't let others have it easy either."

Lin Fengmian stood at the edge of the crowd, looking at the purple lightning whip that was still suspended on the high platform, his heart burning with even more passion.

Lightning Spirit Root?

Although he did not have a lightning spiritual root, his spiritual root was tempered by the power of the heavenly tribulation when he was undergoing the tribulation.

Although the essence of the spirit has not changed, a trace of the power of the heavenly tribulation does remain in the body.

That heavenly tribulation power was extremely yang and strong, containing a trace of the laws of heaven and earth, making it many levels higher than ordinary lightning power.

This magic weapon is powerful, but it can't possibly be stronger than a heavenly tribulation, right?

The more Lin Fengmian thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

He stood there calmly, watching the remaining cultivators step forward one by one to try.

The second person to take the stage was a middle-aged man in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

He took a deep breath, formed hand seals, and his spiritual energy surged, condensing into a thick layer of protective spiritual light on his body.

Then, he slowly reached out and grasped the whip.

"boom--"

Another burst of purple lightning exploded!

Before the middle-aged man could even scream, he was blasted away by the lightning, crashing heavily into the wall before sliding to the ground, his body charred black, his fate unknown.

Everyone gasped.

The third attempt, in the early stages of Foundation Building, failed.

The fourth one, in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, failed.

The fifth one...

One cultivator after another stepped forward, only to be blasted away by the lightning.

Some of the injuries were minor, and they were able to get up on their own and slink away.

Some were more seriously injured and were carried away by their companions.

The atmosphere in the hall grew increasingly heavy.

Those cultivators who were initially eager to try gradually lost interest.

"This magical treasure is probably not meant for us."

"Those with lightning-based spiritual roots are one in ten thousand; how could any of us possibly have one?"

"Sigh, let's go, let's not waste any more time."

Many more people shook their heads and left.

Lin Fengmian remained motionless.

He is waiting.

He would try after everyone else had finished.

Finally, fewer than twenty people remained in the hall.

At that moment, the woman in red gracefully stepped forward.

All eyes were on her.

His cultivation level in the late Foundation Establishment stage was already top-tier in this secret realm.

If anyone present could make this magical artifact recognize its owner, she would definitely be the most likely one.

The woman in red arrived at the platform, a fiery glint in her beautiful eyes.

She took a deep breath, and her spiritual energy exploded!

The spiritual pressure from the late Foundation Establishment stage swept out like a tidal wave, and the temperature in the hall seemed to drop several degrees.

Those cultivators with slightly lower cultivation levels involuntarily took a few steps back.

The woman in red lightly raised her hand, and a wisp of fiery red spiritual energy surged from her fingertips, carefully wrapping around the purple lightning whip.

She didn't touch it directly, but first tested it with her spiritual power.

The moment the fire elemental energy approached the whip—

"Crack!"

A purple arc of electricity suddenly exploded, shattering the wisp of fire-type spiritual energy!

The woman in red frowned, but was not discouraged.

She channeled her spiritual power again, this time making it more condensed, like a fine needle, and pierced towards the whip.

"boom--!"

This time, the Purple Lightning Whip seemed to be enraged.

A burst of lightning erupted, and a thick arc of purple electricity shot out from the whip, striking straight at the woman in red!

The woman in red's expression changed, and she quickly dodged.

An electric arc grazed past her side and slammed into the wall behind her, blasting a huge crater more than ten feet deep!

Gravel flew everywhere, and dust billowed.

The woman in red staggered a few steps, then steadied herself, her chest heaving violently, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment.

She bit her lip and stepped forward again.

This time, she formed hand seals, and fire-elemental spiritual energy condensed into a wall of fire in front of her, slowly pushing it towards the whip.

"boom--!"

Lightning exploded again!

The wall of fire was pierced, but the electric arcs continued to strike the woman in red!

She groaned, staggered back several steps, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of her mouth.

"This..." The woman in red wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looking at the motionless purple lightning whip, her eyes filled with resentment and helplessness.

She took a deep breath and ultimately did not try again.

"That's enough."

She shook her head, turned around, and walked down from the platform.