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

Her tribulation was Lin Fengmian.

To master the technique, she needs to work with Lin Fengmian—

Just like last time.

Thinking of this, Xiao Xiyue's cheeks flushed red, all the way to her ears.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at the figure in the green robe, but her heart was pounding like a drum.

How could she possibly bring up something like this?

She, Xiao Xiyue, was a direct disciple of the Snow Moon Peak of the Hehuan Sect. She was usually aloof and arrogant, and never showed any interest in any man.

Now, however, we must take the initiative...

No, absolutely not.

She bit her lip, her gaze darting around, unsure of what to do.

Just then, her gaze fell on the corpse of the black dragon on the ground.

Lin Fengmian was squatting beside the corpse of the black dragon, carefully peeling off its scales.

His movements were practiced; he cut into the black dragon's neck and peeled off the dark scales one by one, following the patterns on the scales.

He was deeply impressed by the defensive capabilities of these scales.

Even the full power of the Myriad Swords Technique could only leave shallow white marks on it.

If a set of soft armor could be made, it would be an excellent life-saving item, whether for personal use or as a gift to someone close to you.

Adding the black dragon that was killed in the secret realm before, the scales of the two dragons together are just enough to make a complete set of soft armor.

Lin Fengmian's mind grew increasingly pleased with the idea, and his hands moved even faster.

Xiao Xiyue watched his busy figure, took a deep breath, and walked over.

"Junior Brother Lin, let me help you."

She tried to keep her voice calm, but there was still a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

Lin Fengmian didn't even look up, and casually replied, "Okay, thank you, Senior Sister."

Xiao Xiyue squatted down and, imitating Lin Fengmian, began to peel off the scales from the black dragon's body.

Her technique was clumsy and her movements were slow, but she was meticulous, peeling each piece one by one without damaging anything.

The two of them worked silently, one starting from the head and the other from the tail.

The black dragon's body was enormous, with a vast number of scales that could not be peeled off in a short time.

As Xiao Xiyue peeled the skin, she secretly glanced at Lin Fengmian.

Sunlight streamed through the celestial pearl in the dome, casting a soft halo around him.

His profile is sharply defined, with a high nose bridge and slightly pursed lips; he looks exceptionally handsome when he's focused.

Xiao Xiyue was so engrossed in watching that her movements slowed down a beat.

Just then—

"Junior Brother Lin, what is this?"

Her fingers touched something soft and slippery, with a strange feel.

She instinctively pulled the thing out of the black dragon's body.

It was a fist-sized, sac-like object, entirely black, with fine lines covering its surface and a faint, shimmering sheen.

It looks like some kind of organ, but it doesn't.

"Senior sister, you—"

Lin Fengmian looked up, and his expression changed drastically when his gaze fell on the object!

"Senior sister! Throw it away quickly! That's a scrotum!"

He practically shouted it out, his voice distorted.

But it was too late.

Xiao Xiyue froze upon hearing the words "sex sac," and her fingers unconsciously tightened.

The dark, sac-like object was squeezed by her—

"Snapped!"

A soft sound.

The sac shattered, and a thick pink smoke billowed out, instantly spreading outwards!

The powdery mist was so thick it was almost tangible, and it emitted an extremely sweet fragrance that spread in all directions as soon as it appeared!

Lin Fengmian's face turned completely dark.

It's that thing again!

He had suffered a loss once before in the secret realm, when he was sprayed in the face by the ink dragon's scrotum of that Xuan Tian Holy Land disciple, and the result was...

Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore.

He thought he had been careful enough, deliberately avoiding that spot, but Xiao Xiyue pulled it out directly!

"Senior sister, hold your breath!"

Lin Fengmian shouted loudly, and at the same time, his mouth, nose and body retreated rapidly.

But he was too close.

The powdery mist spread at an astonishing speed, instantly enveloping the two of them!

A pink mist hung in the air, blurring the view, and the air was filled with that sweet, cloying scent.

Lin Fengmian felt the pink particles seeping into his mouth and nose, penetrating his body.

But he soon felt relieved.

After the pink particles entered his body, they seemed to be drawn by something and rushed directly towards his dantian.

Within his dantian, the Dao Foundation, formed from the condensation of Yin and Yang energies, glowed faintly, absorbing all the pink particles and transforming them into pure spiritual energy.

He's fine.

But Xiao Xiyue wasn't so lucky.

She was completely unprepared and inhaled a full wisp of pink mist.

Once those particles entered her body, they were like oil poured on a raging fire, instantly igniting the yin-yang balance within her body!

"what……"

Xiao Xiyue let out a soft moan, her voice hoarse and trembling.

Her cheeks flushed crimson at a visible speed, spreading from her cheeks to her ears, and from her ears to her neck.

Her breathing became rapid, her chest heaved violently, her hands trembled weakly on the ground, and she swayed precariously.

Her consciousness began to blur, and her reason, as if scorched by flames, gradually dissipated.

And at that very moment—

She sensed Lin Fengmian's presence.

That pure Yang energy, so extremely yang and pure, was like a beacon in the darkness or a spring in the desert to her at this moment, possessing a fatal attraction.

Her body instinctively moved in that direction, her legs went weak, and she could barely stand.

"Junior Brother Lin..."

Her voice was so hoarse it was almost inhuman, carrying a hint of pleading and a touch of bewilderment.

"Help……"

Lin Fengmian looked at her like this and sighed inwardly.

Why does this scene look so familiar?

Last time in the secret realm, the veiled woman was also poisoned by this aphrodisiac, and he was "begged" in the same way.

He had no choice but to save him then, because if he didn't, the other person would explode and die.

The same is true for Xiao Xiyue now.

The poison in this lustful sac is extremely potent. If it is not neutralized in time, it can cause damage to the meridians and a decline in cultivation, or even cause bleeding from all seven orifices and immediate death.

Can he just stand by and watch someone die?

Obviously not.

Lin Fengmian took a deep breath, stepped forward, and scooped Xiao Xiyue up in his arms.

The moment Xiao Xiyue fell into his arms, her body instinctively wrapped around him, her arms around his neck, her cheek pressed against his chest, greedily absorbing the yang energy from his body.

Lin Fengmian carried her and quickly moved through the palace complex, searching for a suitable place.

Soon, he discovered an abandoned cave.

The cave dwelling was not large, but it was well hidden, and there were still traces of the restrictions at the entrance.

Lin Fengmian carried Xiao Xiyue into the cave and gently placed her on the stone platform.

Then, he took out a set of array flags from his storage bag and quickly set them up at the entrance of the cave.

An array that isolates auras, an array that blocks sound, an array that provides defense—

This completes the process, ensuring that no one outside can detect anything happening here.