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

It's as if they knew this day would come.

In the past few days, the memories that had been locked away in her mind have been gradually awakening.

About her background, about her family, about that distant place that doesn't belong to this world—

The spirit world.

She knew she would have to go back sooner or later.

That's why she wanted to do something more for Lin Fengmian before she left.

But she didn't expect—

This day came so quickly.

"don't want……"

Nangong Li buried her face in Lin Fengmian's chest, her voice filled with resistance and pleading.

"I don't want to go back..."

She gripped Lin Fengmian's clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white.

It's as if letting go means losing it forever.

Lin Fengmian held her in his arms, feeling the soft body trembling slightly, and his heart felt like it was being torn apart.

He looked up at the old man, then at the huge crack in the sky—

The spirit world.

That legendary place.

An existence that countless cultivators in this world could never reach, even if they devoted their entire lives to it.

And his departed child—

It turns out it came from there.

"What...you're going back to the spirit world?"

Lin Fengmian's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Nangong Li didn't speak, but buried her face even deeper.

Lin Fengmian tightened his grip on her arms.

It's as if this will prevent all of this from happening.

The old man's gaze finally fell on Lin Fengmian.

He saw Lin Fengmian tightly holding Nangong Li's arm, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

A hint of displeasure flashed in those cloudy old eyes.

"How dare you!"

The old man's voice suddenly turned cold, carrying a hint of condescending rebuke.

"How dare a mere Foundation Establishment ant from the lower realm molest my young lady!"

"Get your dirty hands off me now!"

As soon as the words fell—

A terrifying pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, descended upon Lin Fengmian!

Lin Fengmian felt his breathing suddenly stop!

The spiritual energy within his body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't even move a finger!

That oppressive force—

too strong!

So strong that he couldn't even muster the thought of resisting!

Even a slight pressure made him feel like a small boat in a storm, about to be crushed at any moment!

Is this the power of someone from the spirit world?

Just as Lin Fengmian felt his consciousness was about to be crushed—

"How dare you!"

Nangong Li suddenly raised his head, his face still pale, but his voice was filled with icy anger.

"This is my husband, Nangong Li!"

"Who gave you permission to touch him!"

"If you continue like this, I'll kill myself right here and now!"

As she spoke, a dagger appeared in her hand, its sharp blade pressed against her neck.

The old man's expression changed instantly.

The oppressive force that had been pressing down on Lin Fengmian receded like a tide.

"Miss! You mustn't!"

The old man waved his hand hurriedly, his face full of anxiety and fear.

"It's my fault! I shouldn't have touched this young master!"

"Please take good care of yourself, Miss, and don't do anything foolish!"

His voice had changed tone; there was no trace of his previous arrogance left.

Nangong Li gave him a cold look, but did not put down the dagger in his hand.

"Then you promise—you won't lay a hand on him again!"

The old man nodded hurriedly, forcing a fawning smile on his face:

"This old servant guarantees it! This old servant guarantees it!"

Nangong Li then slowly put down the dagger and leaned back into Lin Fengmian's arms.

Her body was still weak; that last blow had almost exhausted her remaining strength.

The old man looked at this scene, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes, but he still softened his tone and said:

"Miss, please come back with this old servant."

"This passage—"

He pointed to the crack in the sky.

"It was the city lord who forcibly opened it by consuming a large amount of precious resources and hundreds of immortal jades."

"The passage won't last long, so please don't delay, Miss, and hurry back with this old servant."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Li's body trembled slightly.

she knows.

From the moment her memories awakened, she knew this day would come sooner or later.

The family went to such great lengths to open the passage; they would never allow her to stay as she pleased.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Lin Fengmian.

Those beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

She reached out and gently stroked Lin Fengmian's cheek; her fingertips were icy cold.

"My husband..."

Her voice was as soft as a sigh.

"Li'er... may not be able to stay with you anymore..."

Lin Fengmian looked at her, his eyes red-rimmed.

He wanted to say "Don't go," he wanted to say "Stay."

But he knew—

He couldn't be kept.

With his current strength, he couldn't even withstand a trace of that old man's pressure, so why should he keep his Li'er?

He opened his mouth, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a single word.

All I could do was hold her tighter and tighter.

Nangong Li's tears finally welled up and spilled out.

She leaned forward and pressed her soft lips directly onto Lin Fengmian's cheek.

That kiss—

With endless longing and reluctance to part.

It carries a thousand words, yet cannot express the deep affection.

A moment later, she slowly stepped back, looking at him with teary eyes.

Lin Fengmian took a deep breath and forced out a smile that looked worse than crying.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away her tears, his voice hoarse but firm:

"Li'er, you go first."

"In my life, Lin Fengmian—"

He paused, raised his head, and looked directly at the crack in the sky, saying each word clearly:

"I'll find you no matter what, even if it means searching the heavens or the earth!"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Li's tears flowed even more fiercely.

But she nodded vigorously, a smile playing on her lips.

That smile, tinged with tears, was breathtakingly beautiful.

"I believe you, my husband."

She said softly.

Then--

She took a deep breath and slowly got up from Lin Fengmian's embrace.

He turned around and walked towards the old man.

The old man quickly stepped forward and took something out of his pocket.

It was a lotus flower that was pure white and radiated a seven-colored divine light.

The lotus petals are layered upon each other, shimmering with light, so beautiful that they seem to belong to another world.

"Miss, please."

The old man respectfully lifted up the colorful lotus.

Nangong Li turned back one last time and gave Lin Fengmian a deep look.

In those beautiful eyes, there were tears, reluctance, and longing—

And trust.

Then--

She lifted her foot and stepped into the colorful lotus.

The seven-colored divine light instantly enveloped her, like a cocoon of light, and she slowly rose into the air.

The old man followed beside him, and before leaving, he turned back to look at Lin Fengmian.

That one glance—

Contempt.

indifferent.

High above.

It was as if I were looking at an ant that didn't know its own limitations.

That look clearly said:

With only Foundation Establishment cultivation, you still want to ascend to the Spirit Realm?

That's a joke.

He didn't speak, but his eyes—

It hurts more than any words.

Two figures flew towards the crack in the sky.

further and further.

Getting smaller and smaller.

finally--

They disappeared into that chaotic void.

The crack slowly closed.

The sky cleared up again.

It was as if everything that had just happened had never occurred.

-

Lin Fengmian stood still, head tilted back, motionless.

Her body temperature still lingered in my arms.

Her lipstick mark was still on her cheek.

Her words, "I believe in you, my husband," still echoed in my ears.

Lovely

They've already left.