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

Only then did everyone realize what had happened, and they all summoned their flying magical artifacts and chased after the direction in which the two had disappeared.

Lin Fengmian pulled Su Zhenzhen along as they sped through the dense forest. Sensing the approaching presence behind them, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

He turned around, glanced at everyone, and laughed loudly, "Excuse me, fellow Daoists! I have a rather large appetite and prefer to eat alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a thick stack of talismans flew behind him like a flock of birds.

"As compensation, I'll treat everyone to a big meal!"

"Boom—!"

Dozens of talismans exploded in the air at the same time!

Fireballs, ice spikes, poison arrows, wind blades, lightning bolts...

A dazzling array of spells swept across the sky like a torrential downpour, enveloping the pursuers behind them!

The cultivators' expressions changed drastically, and they all raised their protective spiritual light, desperately trying to withstand the barrage of talismans.

"Boom boom boom—!"

Explosions rang out one after another, flames shot into the sky, and smoke and dust filled the air.

When the smoke cleared, the group of cultivators emerged from it, their clothes tattered, their hair disheveled, looking utterly wretched.

But they hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath—

From within the smoke, several figures shot out like arrows released from a bow, their speed increasing rather than decreasing!

The leader was the black-robed cultivator, along with Zhao Yuanlang and several other Foundation Establishment cultivators with high cultivation levels.

Although their protective aura was riddled with holes by the talismans, it ultimately did not cause any damage to their core.

At this moment, their faces were ashen, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Chase them! I swear I'll never rest until I catch those two little bastards today!"

Zhao Yuanlang gritted his teeth, wishing he could devour Lin Fengmian alive.

That kid not only stole his thunder, but also humiliated him in public. Zhao Yuanlang had never suffered such humiliation before.

Several figures chased after Lin Fengmian and Su Zhenzhen like shooting stars.

Su Zhenzhen glanced back and saw that the cultivators were getting closer and closer, which made her both angry and anxious.

She turned to look at Lin Fengmian and pinched his waist hard with her delicate hand.

"You scoundrel! You actually came to save me!"

She cursed, but a hint of barely perceptible joy lingered in her eyes.

"If you hadn't been stirring things up, I would have run away long ago! Why would I be in such a sorry state!"

Lin Fengmian winced in pain, grimacing as he dodged her clutches, and said irritably, "If I hadn't stirred things up, how could you have escaped? Did you think you could have handled that situation by yourself?"

"Hmph!" Su Zhenzhen snorted coldly, "Who said I was going to fight? I have plenty of treasures on me; shaking them off won't be a problem!"

"Then go ahead and shake it!" Lin Fengmian rolled his eyes.

"You—!" Su Zhenzhen was furious, and pinched him on the waist again. "Isn't it all because you were stirring things up! If you hadn't come out, I would have run away long ago!"

"Wasn't I saving you?"

"Is this how you save people? Going straight to the heart of the matter or explaining things superficially...aren't you ashamed of yourself?!"

"That's called strategy! Do you understand strategy?"

The two of them were arguing back and forth, having a great time.

The pursuers behind them were getting closer and closer. The black-robed cultivator drew a jet-black longsword, its blade shrouded in black mist and exuding a chilling aura.

"You little bastards! Let's see where you run now!"

He shouted and swung his longsword, sending a jet-black sword aura hurtling towards the two of them!

Lin Fengmian felt a gust of wind behind his head. When he turned around, the sword energy was already close at hand.

His expression changed, and he quickly pulled Su Zhenzhen to the side, narrowly avoiding the sword energy.

"boom--!"

The sword energy struck the nearby boulder, causing it to shatter and scatter debris everywhere.

Lin Fengmian felt a chill run down his spine.

The power of this sword strike is no less than the full-force attack of a Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection cultivator.

This black-robed cultivator's cultivation level is probably more than just the late Foundation Establishment stage.

He sensed the fluctuations in the other person's aura and inwardly groaned.

The cultivation technique this person practices can obviously temporarily boost combat power, and he probably already has the strength of the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.

Trouble.

"Alright, let's stop arguing!" Lin Fengmian whispered to Su Zhenzhen, "Let's split up and run!"

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and two Swift Travel Talismans appeared in his palm.

He slapped one card onto his leg and stuffed the other into Su Zhenzhen's hand.

"I'll slap your leg—"

"What did you say?!" Su Zhenzhen's beautiful eyes widened.

"I meant to put the Swiftness Talisman on your leg!" Lin Fengmian quickly corrected himself, but his hands didn't stop moving, and a beam of green light entered Su Zhenzhen's slender legs.

A blue light flowed beneath their feet, and their speed suddenly increased significantly.

Lin Fengmian glanced back and saw that the pursuers had already put some distance between them, but the few with higher cultivation levels were still chasing closely.

His eyes darted around, and he said to Su Zhenzhen, "Junior Sister Su, your face shows you have boundless good fortune; you're clearly destined for greatness! This rabble certainly can't do anything to you!"

Su Zhenzhen was stunned and before she could react, she saw Lin Fengmian turn around and turn into another side road.

"Senior brother, I'm taking my leave now! Take care!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

Su Zhenzhen stood there, stunned, and stomped her feet in anger.

"Lin Fengmian! You bastard!"

She was about to curse when she saw that the pursuers were already close by.

She gritted her teeth, took out a golden talisman from her storage bag, and slapped it onto her body.

With a flash of golden light, her figure suddenly accelerated, transforming into a streak of light and flying in another direction.

Upon seeing this, most of the cultivators chased after Su Zhenzhen.

After all, she possessed an ancient elixir, which was their true objective.

Only the pale-faced black-robed cultivator and two other mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators remained, chasing after Lin Fengmian.

"Um?"

Lin Fengmian looked back and found that the black-robed cultivator had not chased after Su Zhenzhen, but was still relentlessly pursuing him.

He was puzzled.

I don't have anything special about me, so why is this person chasing me?

He tentatively called out, "Fellow Daoist! I don't want that beauty anymore, she's yours! Hurry up! If you're too late, you'll only get soup!"

The black-robed cultivator ignored him, instead revealing a strange smile on his face.

He licked his lips, a glint of unusual excitement flashing in his eyes, his voice low and hoarse: "Beauty is good, but it is the pure Yang energy emanating from you, fellow Daoist, that I covet even more."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian was first taken aback, then—

The corners of the mouth twitched.

The chrysanthemum tightened.

My hair stood on end.

What the hell!

Seriously, bro!

How could such a pervert exist in this world?!

How come being handsome is a sin?!

Lin Fengmian felt a chill run down his spine, but he didn't dare to slow down at all and began to flee quickly into the distance.

He was utterly speechless. How could there be such a freak in the cultivation world?!