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

She raised her hand and gently pressed it against her chest.

Through the thin fabric of her clothes, she could feel the beating of that heart.

It's much faster than usual.

Each beat seemed to remind her—

That split soul had already fallen deeply in love with Lin Fengmian.

That emotion has now affected the body itself.

"What a... menace."

She muttered something under her breath, and a rare, faint blush appeared on her usually cool and beautiful face.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself, and suppressed the flutter in her heart.

But just as she looked away—

"Well……"

She suddenly groaned, her pretty face turning pale instantly.

She clutched her chest, her body swaying slightly, almost falling off the jade couch.

The spiritual energy within his body was in turmoil at this moment, and he felt waves of stinging pain in his meridians.

"It's acting up again..."

She bit her lip, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

A hundred years ago, she fought a battle and her soul was injured, from which she has not yet fully recovered.

If it weren't for the inner demons that arose from that divided soul, causing the original body to awaken prematurely, she could have recovered for several more decades while in slumber.

By then, although the injuries may not be fully healed, they will at least be mostly stabilized.

But now...

She woke up prematurely, and before her soul injury had stabilized, she forcibly released her pressure. Although it was only for a moment, it aggravated her old injuries.

"That divided soul...it's truly..."

She shook her head and sighed helplessly.

But the image of that figure in the green robe and that always smiling face involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Her heart started beating even faster.

……

at the same time.

The Hehuan Sect, with its own lineage peak.

Before a magnificent cave, the heavy stone door suddenly burst open!

Gravel flew everywhere, and dust billowed up!

A tall figure strode out of the cave.

He was a young man in his early twenties, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. He wore a purple brocade robe, had a resolute face, and his eyes were sharp as knives.

His aura was profound, and as his spiritual energy circulated, faint lightning flashed, radiating a chilling pressure.

It was Xiao Sheng!

The quasi-holy son of the Hehuan Sect, the most outstanding prodigy of the Xiao family in this generation, possesses the Xuanming Overlord Body, and is hailed as a cultivation genius that appears only once in a century!

At this moment, this most dazzling prodigy in the last century had bloodshot eyes, a ferocious expression, and a violent and chaotic aura around him, putting him on the verge of madness!

"Someone come here!"

He roared, his voice like thunder, echoing throughout the entire Passion Peak.

Xiao Huohuo, who had been waiting nearby, quickly stepped forward, her face plastered with a fawning smile, her voice extremely obsequious:

"Brother! You've emerged from seclusion! Congratulations on your great advancement in cultivation!"

Xiao Huohuo has considerable talent and is considered one of the top disciples in the outer sect of the Hehuan Sect.

Compared to Xiao Sheng, they are like fireflies compared to the bright moon, not even in the same league.

This is also why he was willing to follow Xiao Sheng and be a loyal "dog".

Xiao Sheng ignored him, grabbed his collar, and slammed him against the stone wall of the cave!

"Bang!"

Xiao Huohuo's head slammed against the stone wall with a dull thud, making him grimace in pain, but he dared not utter a sound.

"I told you to keep an eye on Xiao Xiyue, and what did you do?!"

Xiao Sheng's voice was like a roar, his eyes were bloodshot, and his veins were bulging.

"She...she's been cultivating in her cave all this time, hasn't she?" Xiao Huohuo stammered, cold sweat pouring down her forehead.

"Cultivation?!"

Xiao Sheng snorted coldly, took out a jade tube from his pocket, and smashed it hard on Xiao Huohuo's face!

"Look for yourself! Look at what she's been doing, flirting with that bastard Lin Fengmian!"

Xiao Huohuo hurriedly caught the jade tube and probed it with his divine sense.

A moment later, his expression changed.

The jade tube contained a record of what had just happened at the exit of the secret realm—

Xiao Xiyue stood beside Lin Fengmian, side by side with him, their expressions intimate and their words full of protection.

Although the two didn't do anything outrageous, their tacit understanding and closeness were obvious even to a blind person.

"And Nangong Li! She's another woman I've set my sights on!"

Xiao Sheng's voice grew even more sinister as he slammed his fist into the stone wall, sending shards of stone flying and leaving a deep fist mark on the wall!

"She actually called that good-for-nothing husband a husband in public!"

"My husband!!"

"Call me a husband who is a furnace cauldron with five spiritual roots!!"

He turned his head, his gaze fixed on Xiao Huohuo, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Just who exactly is this Lin Fengmian?"

Xiao Huohuo swallowed hard and said cautiously:

"Brother, I've inquired... Lin Fengmian was brought into the sect by Chu Qingyi as a cultivation vessel. He has five spiritual roots but a useless physique. I don't know what kind of sorcery he used to bewitch the Holy Maidens..."

"Five spiritual roots? Useless?"

Xiao Sheng sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"How could such a good-for-nothing receive the admiration of so many fairies?"

Xiao Huohuo also looked puzzled and shook his head.

Then, remembering something, he quickly added:

"Brother, I also heard that Lin Fengmian somehow managed to get in touch with the Supreme Elder. Today, the Yin Family, the White Bone Sect, and the Black Wind Manor jointly questioned him, and the Supreme Elder personally intervened and saved him from the clutches of True Person Yinshan."

"The Supreme Elder?"

Xiao Sheng frowned slightly.

He suddenly remembered that when he was in the Xiao family, the Xiao family patriarch—his great-grandfather—had told him something.

My great-grandfather was an expert in divination and spent several years of his life making a prediction about the future fortune of the Hehuan Sect.

The results of the deduction greatly shocked him.

He said that the Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect, who had been in seclusion for a hundred years, was injured.

Very serious injury.

A wound to the soul.

The injury seemed to be related to one person.

Great-grandfather did not reveal the person's identity, but only instructed Xiao Sheng to try his best to befriend Chu Qingyi.

Because Chu Qingyi has some unknown connection with that Supreme Elder.

As for the specific nature of the connection, Great-Grandfather didn't say, and Xiao Sheng didn't ask either.

All he knew was that his great-grandfather's divinations had never been wrong.

"The Supreme Elder can barely protect himself, how could he possibly protect a piece of trash?"

Xiao Sheng sneered, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

He crossed his arms, his aura swirling around him, and the oppressive power of the Xuanming Overlord Body was released without reservation.

The oppressive aura was as thick as a mountain, domineering and unparalleled. Even Xiao Huohuo, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face showing horror.

"Hmph, he's nothing but a good-for-nothing who can only rely on women."

Xiao Sheng's lips curled into a cold smile, his voice full of confidence.

"I killed him as easily as slaughtering a pig or a dog."

He turned around, his gaze sweeping across the sea of ​​clouds below the peak of the Initiation Sect, his voice low yet resounding:

"Since I have emerged from seclusion ahead of schedule, then it must be the will of Heaven."

"Pass down my order—today, I, the young master, officially inherit the position of Holy Son of the Joyful Union Sect!"

He paused, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:

"Once I become the Holy Son of the Joyful Union Sect, I'll see who dares to protect that good-for-nothing!"

"When the time comes, I'll make him kneel before me, kowtow, and admit his mistake!"