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

Lin Fengmian stood by the bed, looking refreshed.

He looked down at the pale golden aura flowing in his palm.

After that intimate encounter, he felt no fatigue whatsoever.

On the contrary, his mind became clearer and clearer, and his spiritual power subtly increased again.

He silently looked inward and, sure enough, his Qi Refining Level 5 realm had been completely stabilized, and he was even faintly touching the threshold of Level 6!

The effect is simply incredible! If I could cultivate like this every day, my cultivation level would skyrocket!

He then turned to look at the bed.

Chu Qingyi lay curled up on her side, her dark hair scattered across the brocade pillow.

His long legs were slightly bent, and there were still red marks on his ankles where he had just held on.

A fairy as pure and noble as her can indeed greatly arouse a man's desire to conquer her.

Moreover, she has a simple and innocent personality, just like the girl next door.

He swayed her heart with just a few words.

Lin Fengmian was curious about how someone so innocent could become a saintess.

Could it be that the Hehuan Sect selects its holy maidens based on beauty and figure?

If that's really the case, then the other party should indeed take the role.

In both of their past lives, the other woman was indeed the most beautiful and captivating woman he had ever seen.

Moreover, the sense of conquest—the feeling of pulling the high and mighty saint down from her pedestal and imbuing her with one's own aura—is even more addictive.

Unfortunately, she's going to see that guy named Ye Fan tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Lin Fengmian's eyes darkened.

He should have realized it sooner; with Chu Qingyi's looks and talent, how could she not be engaged?

Just hearing her call him "Brother Ye Fan" repeatedly made the fire in my heart rise uncontrollably.

How could his woman have anyone else in her heart?

He did it almost as a punishment.

He wanted her to remember who was possessing her.

At this moment, tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, and her long eyelashes were wet and stuck together.

As if sensing his gaze,

She struggled to lift her eyelids, though she was clearly too tired to keep her eyes open.

She still forced a glare at him, her voice stubborn.

"Hmph... In my heart, there is only Brother Ye Fan!"

After saying the words, she paused for a moment.

It felt like a sharp needle had suddenly pierced my heart, as if I had uttered something against my conscience.

Chu Qingyi was surprised, but then comforted herself.

It must be the aura of his Pure Yang Holy Body influencing me...

definitely is!

She convinced herself.

Lin Fengmian found her stubbornness extremely amusing.

He bent down and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with his fingertips, his movements tender.

"The Holy Maiden looks like this... it makes me want to bully her a few more times."

Chu Qingyi trembled, embarrassed and annoyed, she slapped his hand away, and pulled the quilt over herself tightly:

"Don't touch me!"

Ye Fan will emerge from seclusion tomorrow.

She must completely sever ties with Lin Fengmian.

She is the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect, and he is the Holy Son of the Holy Land; they are a match made in heaven.

We absolutely cannot let Brother Ye Fan misunderstand.

"Tomorrow... no, today, we'll go to the deacon's office to apply for a divorce!"

She bit her lip, trying to keep her voice cold.

"From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. I will compensate you—medicines, spirit stones, you won't be shortchanged. You promised, so don't try to go back on your word!"

Lin Fengmian wasn't annoyed by being pushed away; he simply stood there and smiled.

"Okay, I'll keep my word."

He paused, his gaze suddenly darkening:

"But Chu Qingyi, have you thought this through? After the separation, you will become someone else's Daoist partner. As for me, Lin Fengmian..."

He took a step forward, and shadow fell over her:

"I never touch anything that someone else has touched. If you regret it after today, I won't want you anymore."

"you!"

Chu Qingyi laughed out loud in anger:

"You're too arrogant! I am the Holy Maiden, and Brother Ye Fan is the Holy Son. What makes you think you can compare to him?"

"You only managed to cultivate with me a few times with sweet words. In my heart, you're not even worth a single finger of his!"

"You two are worlds apart, like heaven and earth."

"What a contrast, one is heaven, the other is earth!"

Lin Fengmian's voice suddenly turned cold.

In his past lives, countless women were infatuated with him; he had long been accustomed to being admired and pursued.

Now that I've transmigrated here, that intense possessiveness deep within me hasn't faded.

Those he's been with should belong to him.

Chu Qingyi's words were like a fire, completely igniting his suppressed anger.

He said no more and suddenly climbed onto the bed.

"What are you doing!"

Chu Qingyi shrank back in alarm, but Lin Fengmian grabbed her wrist.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Fengmian unleashed a burst of pure Yang energy.

Chu Qingyi felt weak all over and couldn't muster any strength.

This was something Lin Fengmian discovered by chance: the Sacred Body had another function besides becoming stronger through dual cultivation.

That is the release of pure yang energy, which is generally difficult for female cultivators to resist.

...

After a long time, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

The two eventually gave up.

Inside the Temple of the Holy Maiden, an ambiguous and lingering atmosphere permeated the air.

Lin Fengmian leaned against the headboard, looking refreshed and content.

He gently exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling the spiritual energy within his body solidify further.

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. Sure enough, he hadn't guessed wrong; his physique would increase his cultivation level whenever he did this kind of thing!

That's enough!

Chu Qingyi had already silently put on her clothes.

She was sitting upright in front of the bed with her back to him.

Then, she shook her head, her voice turning cold again:

"Alright, let's go."

She paused, then added in a low voice, it was unclear whether she was speaking to him or to herself:

"You promised, so don't try to back out. From now on, we're even! And you're not allowed to tell anyone about what happened today!"

"Ha, I won't go back on my word."

Lin Fengmian threw off the covers and got out of bed, deftly straightening his clothes.

His tone was so relaxed, as if he were just going out for a walk.

Now that he has discovered the correct way to use his cheat ability, how could he possibly be angry because he lost a saintess who already disliked him?

"Let's go! If we wait any longer, those disciples will lose their jobs!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Qingyi felt a strange pang in her heart.

She looked up and caught a glimpse of his indifferent expression in the mirror.

She pursed her lips, suppressing the unwarranted disappointment, stood up with a cold face, her steps slightly unsteady, and then glared fiercely at the murderer!

Lin Fengmian's smile remained unchanged.

His smile remained, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

I'll probably never be able to eat this again, so what's wrong with putting in a little effort?

He then reached out to help the other person up.

But Chu Qingyi reacted as if she had been burned, abruptly slapping his hand away.

He gritted his teeth, used his hands to support himself, and slowly stood up.

"Hmph, I don't need your help. Stop pretending!"