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

"really……"

She murmured, her voice trembling.

"He hasn't forgiven me yet..."

"It's all my fault...it's all my fault back then..."

She crouched down, hugged her knees, and sobbed uncontrollably.

Just then—

Her aura suddenly changed.

That tenderness and sorrow were instantly replaced by a sharpness and determination.

She slowly stood up, wiped away her tears, and her gaze became deep and calm.

The main soul has regained control.

"Now is not the time to talk about personal feelings."

Chu Qingyi's voice turned cold and clear, completely different from before.

"He's completely despondent now and won't listen to anything. If this isn't handled properly, it could easily become a demon in his heart, causing a drastic change in his personality."

She paused, looked up in the direction Lin Fengmian had left, her eyes flashing.

"Lin Fengmian—"

Her voice carried an undeniable air of dominance.

"I will not stand by and watch you sink into depravity."

"You want some peace and quiet? I'm not giving you that!"

"Exactly three months from now, the grand competition for the most outstanding talents among the major sects of Qingzhou will begin. It is a place where opportunities and dangers coexist, and it is the best place to temper one's character."

A slight smile played on her lips, and a determined glint flashed in her eyes:

"Even if I have to draw a weapon, I'll make sure you're sent to the Qingzhou Grand Competition!"

-

Hehuan Sect.

Qingyue Peak.

Lin Fengmian's cave dwelling.

The flying boat landed on the mountaintop, and Lin Fengmian jumped down, put away the flying boat, and went straight into the cave.

The stone gate slammed shut.

The restrictions were lifted layer by layer.

He locked himself inside.

There were no lights, no meditation, and not even any movement.

He simply sat quietly in the darkness, leaning against the cold stone wall, looking up at the gray dome above.

The scene of Nangong Li leaving kept replaying in his mind.

Frame by frame.

It was so clear it was heartbreaking.

I don't know how much time passed—

Lin Fengmian took a deep breath, and with a thought, his soul sank into the jade pendant on his chest.

Frozen Cave Heaven.

White mist swirled, and spiritual energy surged like a tide.

Lin Fengmian appeared beside the spirit field, his gaze sweeping over the growing spiritual herbs.

The little earth spirit was squatting next to the purple jade lion king egg, carefully nurturing it with its spiritual energy.

Seeing Lin Fengmian enter, her eyes lit up, and she was about to speak—

But seeing his master's distraught appearance, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

She sensibly didn't disturb him, but quietly stepped aside and looked at him with concern in her big eyes.

Lin Fengmian walked to the willow tree and sat down cross-legged.

He did not cultivate or comprehend the techniques.

Instead, he reached out and picked the mature medicinal herbs one by one from the spirit field.

Then--

It was stuffed directly into my mouth.

Purple-leaved Ganoderma lucidum.

A century-old He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum).

Ambergris.

Seven-star flower.

One after another.

It was not refined into a pill, nor was it combined with any auxiliary medicines.

He just swallowed it.

The medicinal power bursts forth as soon as the elixir enters the stomach!

The violent medicinal power surged through his body like dozens of fire dragons wreaking havoc in his meridians!

The pain was enough to make an ordinary cultivator faint on the spot.

Lin Fengmian trembled all over in pain, veins bulged on his forehead, and cold sweat poured down his face.

But his eyes remained empty.

It was as if the pain was not felt at all.

"not enough……"

He murmured to himself, then picked a few more medicinal herbs from the spiritual field and put them in his mouth.

"That's far from enough!"

The drug's effects grew increasingly violent, surging wildly within his body!

Cracks began to appear in the meridians, and the bones made creaking sounds, as if they would shatter at any moment!

Lin Fengmian was in so much pain that he almost lost consciousness, but he still didn't stop.

He reached out and grabbed at the spiritual herbs in the spirit field again—

Just then.

A chilling aura suddenly surged from the depths of the jade pendant!

That aura was like ten thousand years of ice, instantly enveloping Lin Fengmian's entire body!

The potent medicinal power was instantly suppressed by this cold air, like fire meeting ice water!

Lin Fengmian trembled and froze on the spot.

The intense pain inside my body seemed to have been frozen, and I couldn't feel it for the time being.

He was panting heavily, his face as pale as paper.

Before he could even recover—

A sinister laugh suddenly exploded in his mind!

"Hehehe..."

The voice was old and sinister, carrying a hint of barely suppressed excitement and greed.

"The Pure Yang Holy Body, and this mysterious space... Even with my cultivation level back then, I didn't recognize these things."

"I never expected to run into you like this!"

"Hahaha--!"

Lin Fengmian was suddenly startled!

Almost instinctively, he channeled his spiritual energy to protect his mind and vigilantly scanned his surroundings.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, a hazy gray mist was slowly gathering, gradually revealing a blurry figure.

It was an old man.

His face was gaunt, his beard and hair were all white, and he exuded a decaying and cold aura.

Lin Fengmian's mind raced, and he instantly understood the other party's identity.

"You are... the cultivator from the meditation cave who passed away!"

His voice sounded a little strained.

"Your remnant soul is hidden within that magical artifact!"

Upon hearing this, the old man's laughter grew even more unrestrained.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

"Kid, you're not completely stupid."

He paused, his gaze greedily sweeping over Lin Fengmian's sea of ​​consciousness and this mysterious jade pendant space.

"These things, and your body, will soon belong to me!"

The oppressive aura emanating from that remnant soul, though far less powerful than in its prime, was still terrifyingly strong.

Lin Fengmian felt the oppressive aura and his heart turned ice-cold.

It's really a leak in the house that happened to rain in the night.

No sooner had Nangong Li left than his troubles began to follow.

This old thing has been hiding inside the magic treasure, waiting for the right opportunity to possess it.

And now—

His own mind was off guard, and his defenses were wide open, making it the perfect opportunity for him to strike.

Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.

In a direct confrontation, with his current strength, he would have no chance against this old man.

Even if the other party is just a remnant soul.

That was once a Nascent Soul cultivator or even a higher level.

"senior."

Lin Fengmian's voice carried a hint of weakness and a pleading tone.

"This junior is willing to give up my body."

Upon hearing this, the old man paused slightly in his laughter.

Lin Fengmian continued:

"As long as you, senior, allow me to retain a wisp of my soul for reincarnation, that will suffice."

As he spoke, he frantically tried to communicate with the space beneath his feet, attempting to connect with that mysterious being.

Little Earth Spirit!

Go find your master!

But the little earth spirit seemed to be intimidated by that pressure, curling up in the corner, trembling, unable to move at all.

The old man seemed to notice Lin Fengmian's subtle actions, but did not stop him.

His laughter grew even more unrestrained, tinged with a cat-and-mouse-like mockery.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

"You not only possess an extraordinary treasure, but you're also surrounded by beautiful women. You're quite the ladies' man."