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

Today's performance not only established his authority in front of everyone, but also made Su Zhenzhen even more devoted to him.

No matter how you look at it, you're not losing out.

and--

Now, with a beauty in my arms, her soft, warm body exuding fragrance, her slender waist so delicate it could be encircled by one hand, her subtle, almost imperceptible scent...

Lin Fengmian felt a surge of emotion, and his arms around her tightened involuntarily.

Su Zhenzhen felt the strength in his hand, her delicate body trembled slightly, but she did not struggle. Instead, she buried her face even deeper.

Seeing the two of them still having time to be lovey-dovey, Xiao Chen was so angry he was about to explode!

He forced himself to stand up, pointed at Lin Fengmian, his voice trembling:

"Lin Fengmian! Today, as your senior brother, I'll teach you a good lesson on what it means to respect your teacher!"

Respect for teachers and the Way?

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian chuckled lightly, raised his eyes to look at Xiao Chen, his eyes filled with disdain:

"Respect teachers and value their teachings? You dare to say that?"

He paused, his tone suddenly turning cold:

"Aren't you just a dog kept by the Kong family?"

"If you don't want to end up like your Xiao Huohuo, getting slapped to the ground and not even ashes left, then get out of here right now!"

"you--!"

Xiao Chen was so angry that he trembled all over, and his finger pointing at Lin Fengmian was shaking slightly, but he was speechless for a moment.

He was tongue-tied, unlike Lin Fengmian who was quick-witted. After being rebuked like this, he felt a tightness in his chest, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Seeing this, Su Zhenzhen, instead of trying to stop the fight, peeked out from Lin Fengmian's arms and shouted, seemingly enjoying the spectacle:

"Husband, don't be a coward! Go and beat him up!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian's lips twitched.

This little girl is really...

It would be a shame if they didn't become cheerleaders.

Xiao Chen was so angry at the two of them singing in unison that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

His carefully cultivated and refined persona, maintained for many years, could no longer be maintained at this moment!

"You brat—!"

He roared and released all his spiritual power without reservation!

His late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation erupted at this moment!

The spiritual energy surged like a tide, forming a visible shockwave around him, overturning the surrounding tables and chairs, and even cracking the blue bricks on the ground!

"Go to hell!"

Xiao Chen's eyes were bloodshot, his hands formed hand seals, and sword energy gathered around his body—

Countless sharp sword energies burst forth from his body, slashing towards Lin Fengmian like a rain of pear blossoms!

Each sword aura contained the full force of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, densely packed and blotting out the sky!

Upon seeing this, the surrounding disciples cried out in alarm and retreated, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

However, Lin Fengmian only chuckled lightly.

He released Su Zhenzhen, gently pushed her to a safe spot, and then—

His figure flashed!

The Nine Transformations of Illusion are unleashed to their fullest potential!

His figure darted left and right amidst the waves of sword energy, as agile and free as a swimming fish.

Those sharp sword energies, though they were already within arm's reach, always grazed past the hem of his clothes, not even managing to harm his skin.

"call out--!"

A wisp of sword energy swept past his ear, shaving off a strand of hair.

Lin Fengmian didn't even blink.

While dodging, he would occasionally pull out a few talismans from his storage bag and throw them at Xiao Chen.

"Bang!"

A flaming talisman exploded, sending flames soaring into the sky!

"boom!"

A lightning talisman exploded, sending arcs of electricity flying in all directions!

"Bang!"

An ice spike talisman exploded, and dozens of ice spikes shot out like hidden weapons!

Although these talismans are of low grade and cannot harm Xiao Chen, their sheer number is disgusting!

Xiao Chen was blasted into a sorry state by these talismans. His robes were burned with several holes, his hair was charred black, and he was covered in soot. He no longer looked like a young master from a noble family.

"Lin Fengmian! You piece of trash! All you can do is hide!"

Enraged, Xiao Chen cursed loudly, his attacks becoming increasingly frenzied, and his spiritual energy consumption becoming more and more intense.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian's lips curled into a cold smile.

All they do is hide?

Okay, then I'll show you whether I can dodge or not.

next moment--

His aura suddenly changed!

The originally agile and elusive figure suddenly solidified!

He had mastered the Nine Transformations of Illusion to its fullest extent!

A fleeting afterimage remained on the ground, so lifelike it could easily be mistaken for reality.

Lin Fengmian's true form had already appeared less than three feet in front of Xiao Chen like a ghost!

Fingers pointing straight out like swords!

At his fingertips, an extremely sharp sword aura condensed!

Although the sword energy was only about three inches long, it was so solid that it was almost tangible, radiating a chilling sharpness!

A cold glint flashed in Lin Fengmian's eyes—

This sword strike was aimed straight for Xiao Chen's throat!

He was going to kill him with a single sword strike!

He had already made up his mind—

The Xiao family patriarch is still in seclusion healing his injuries, and Xiao Sheng is also not fully recovered from his injuries, so it is impossible for them to make a move in the short term.

Although the Xiao family has elders in the Hehuan Sect, would any of those elders dare to lay a hand on them within the sect?

Even if they dared, Nangong Li would not agree.

Moreover, it was Xiao Chen who made the first move this time.

Even if I kill him, it would be self-defense and retaliation, and it's a rule of the Hehuan Sect that no one can find fault with.

Since that's the case—

Why not start with Xiao Chen?

Make an example of them to warn the Xiao family that they are not to be trifled with!

As Xiao Chen looked at the sharp sword energy that was so close at hand, his hair stood on end and his soul seemed to tremble!

In that instant, he felt the breath of death!

Those icy eyes, that incomparably sharp sword aura—

Lin Fengmian really dared to kill him!

"No--!"

Xiao Chen instinctively wanted to back away, but found that his body couldn't react in time!

too fast!

It was so fast that he didn't even have time to think about dodging!

The sword energy was about to pierce his throat—

next moment--

"boom--!"

A surge of powerful spiritual energy suddenly attacked from the side, like an invisible giant hand, causing Lin Fengmian to stagger back several steps!

The spiritual energy was extremely powerful, carrying an undeniable pressure—

Core Formation Stage!

Lin Fengmian steadied himself and looked up.

An elderly man dressed in a gray Taoist robe appeared in front of Xiao Chen without anyone noticing.

The old man had a gaunt face and sunken eyes, but a sharp glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering even without wind, and he exuded the unique aura of a Core Formation stage cultivator.

It was the Xiao family's elder in the Hehuan Sect—

Xiao Yuanshan!

"Lin Fengmian!"

Xiao Yuanshan's face was gloomy, and his voice was icy:

"You actually resorted to killing someone during a friendly sparring session between fellow disciples!"

"What is your crime?"

Lin Fengmian recognized the person who had arrived and sneered inwardly.

Xiao Yuanshan?

He was a pawn planted by the Xiao family in the Hehuan Sect. He was in the early stage of Core Formation and usually acted arrogantly and domineeringly in the sect by relying on the power of the Xiao family. Many disciples dared not speak out against him.

"Yo—"

Lin Fengmian patted off non-existent dust from his robes, chuckled, and spoke with utter disdain: