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

Liu Yiyi thought to herself.

"He must have had a great opportunity! His cultivation has also advanced by leaps and bounds."

Lin Fengchen is no match for him at all!

He must still be jealous when he hit me just now, angry that I gave up the engagement due to family pressure back then!

After returning home, she spoke to her father about remarrying!

If I just humble myself and coax him nicely, with my looks and figure...

He will definitely change his mind and treat me as well as before!

It will become another dog by my side!

Then, wouldn't all his opportunities be mine?

Liu Yiyi's mind raced, already fantasizing about how to make Lin Fengmian her devoted follower again.

Lin Fengmian didn't bother with the turmoil in their hearts; seeing that the matter was over,

He nodded slightly to Wang Mang and walked straight out of Wanbaoge.

Return to the Hehuan Sect.

In the cave at Qingyue Peak, Lin Fengmian did not immediately go to find Nangong Li, but instead focused his mind on the jade pendant around his neck.

In the "Ice Condensation Cave," shrouded in white mist and brimming with spiritual energy, Lin Fengmian's figure slowly emerged.

He first took out the various medicinal herb seeds he had purchased from Wanbaoge and went to the pale golden spiritual field.

Under the curious gaze of the little earth spirit, they carefully planted the seeds one by one.

He nodded in satisfaction as he watched the seeds gleam faintly in the spiritual field.

Then he sat down cross-legged under the mysterious willow tree.

He flipped his hand and took out the newly acquired "Little Heavenly Gang Sword".

Thanks to the pills given by Nangong Li

Therefore, Lin Fengmian's spiritual sense was relatively strong, and he was more attuned to this kind of spiritual artifact.

Although I can't completely control it, I can still unleash some power.

In short, it's much better than some magical artifacts.

After familiarizing himself with it for a while, Lin Fengmian put it away.

After familiarizing himself with it for a moment, Lin Fengmian had a thought, and the Little Heavenly Gang Sword transformed into a golden light and entered his dantian to be nurtured.

He then turned his attention to the pile of newly purchased talisman-making materials.

He sat cross-legged under the mystical willow tree, took out the jade slip containing the "Complete Collection of Basic Talismans," and stuck it to his forehead.

The pure and ethereal aura emanating from the willow tree brought him an unprecedented clarity of mind.

Several hours passed outside, but time flowed more leisurely within the cave.

Lin Fengmian put down the jade slip, a flash of understanding appearing in his eyes.

He had already mastered the secrets of drawing various talismans.

He took out the talisman paper, spirit ink, and the expensive wolf-hair talisman brush.

Dip the brush tip in an appropriate amount of the prepared spirit ink.

With his mind highly focused, he drew upon the spiritual energy within his body and slowly poured it into the talisman paper along the tip of the brush.

The brush moves like dragons and snakes, its spirit flowing freely.

When he put down his pen, there were more than thirty talismans neatly arranged in front of him.

Most of them were of low-grade and mid-grade first rank, and there were even three first-grade high-rank talismans with a significantly stronger spiritual light—one "Swiftness Talisman" and two "Explosive Flame Talismans".

Fifty pieces of Tier 1 materials were ultimately used to create over thirty talismans.

Among them were three top-grade cards. If word got out that such a success rate were to spread...

This is enough to make many seasoned practitioners of talismanic arts, who have been immersed in it for years, feel ashamed.

"Although I have the help of the jade pendant, I still need to practice and refine my skills in making talismans."

Lin Fengmian carefully put away the finished talisman, pondering to himself.

His gaze swept over the storage bag, and he saw that the Qi Refining stage pills given by Chu Qingyi had been completely used up.

"It seems that alchemy should also be put on the agenda. Cultivating with five spiritual roots consumes far too many resources."

Despite his rapid progress, the challenge to Ye Fan a year later still weighed heavily on his mind.

As the Holy Son of the Heavenly Profound Holy Land, Ye Fan couldn't possibly be without any trump cards up his sleeve.

I must become stronger faster and accumulate more trump cards.

Only then can we take the initiative in the showdown a year later.

Meanwhile, in the Temple of the Holy Maiden.

Chu Qingyi sat alone in her empty room, her mood having been as low as if she had sunk into a cold pool for the past few days.

Every time she stepped into this bedroom, she couldn't help but think of Lin Fengmian.

Thinking back to that night, he was forceful yet tender, demanding without restraint.

Nine times... it was my first time experiencing sexual intercourse, and although there was pain at the time,

However, if she were to resist with all her might, with her mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, she would not be completely unable to break free.

But why... why did a strange throbbing and acquiescence surge deep within my body at that time?

I was clearly also in that embarrassing process.

I tasted a kind of pleasure that is hard to talk about.

Thinking of this, a sharp pain shot through my chest, leaving it feeling cold.

I was clearly... attracted to him back then, wasn't I?

Why are you so blinded by greed and so eager to go through with the divorce proceedings?

Just as her mind was in turmoil, a communication jade tube in her bosom vibrated gently.

Chu Qingyi's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason, and a faint sense of anticipation quietly rose within her.

Could it be him?

She quickly took out the jade tube and probed it with her divine sense.

A gentle yet somewhat greasy male voice came from behind; it was Ye Fan.

Expectations dashed in an instant, leaving behind a deeper sense of loss.

"Qingyi, what have you been busy with these past few days? It's been so long since we last met. How about we meet up? I've been missing you terribly."

If it were before, she would have been overjoyed to hear Ye Fan take the initiative to invite her.

But at this moment, my heart is so calm that not even a ripple can stir it.

Even the desire to reply seems weak.

Haven't I always admired Brother Ye Fan?

Why is it that even his voice can't stir any emotion in my heart now?

After hesitating for a moment, he remembered that he still needed to find an alchemist he knew in the Chu family, and also wanted to temporarily escape this suffocating palace to clear his mind.

She finally picked up the jade tube and replied in a calm, even voice:

"Okay. See you in Heavenly Fortune Immortal City."

Having said that, he put away the jade tube, got up, and changed his clothes.

On the other side, Ye Fan heard Chu Qingyi's clearly distant and indifferent response coming from the jade tube.

His face immediately darkened.

"You bitch! What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for!" he muttered, a glint of malice in his eyes.

"Once I borrow your primordial yin body to break through to the Golden Core stage, I will make you serve me day and night, and be my dog!"

Outside Lin Fengmian's side room on Qingyue Peak.

When Lin Fengmian pushed open the door, it was already close to dusk.

Before I had established my foundation and was able to abstain from grains, I felt a slight hunger in my stomach.

As soon as they stepped into the hall, they saw that Nangong Li had returned at some point and was standing quietly by the window.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a warm golden glow on her slender figure.

She seemed to have dressed up carefully today.

Her long, dark hair was styled into an elaborate and elegant updo.

A purple jade tassel hair ornament is inserted diagonally.

She wore an exquisitely tailored, jet-black palace-style long dress.

Her solemnity was tinged with captivating charm.

As she moved, a pair of straight, slender legs were glimpsed intermittently.

What made Lin Fengmian's pupils shrink even more was!

Those legs were wrapped in a layer of black silk fabric that was as thin as a cicada's wing and had a delicate matte finish!

Black stockings?!

Lin Fengmian swallowed subconsciously.

Such a "divine artifact" actually exists in the world of cultivation?

Nangong Li clearly noticed his gaze suddenly becoming intense.

Her lips curved slightly, and she raised her hand to cover her red lips.

That smile was languid and alluring, and her eyes seemed to hold hooks as they moved.

Seeing this, the flame in Lin Fengmian's heart suddenly flared up.