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

He paused, then his voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"That brat from your sect named Lin Fengmian is not only incredibly lecherous, daring to steal my nephew's Daoist partner, but he also injured my Heavenly Sword Sect disciples in the street and destroyed their natal flying swords!"

"Today, you must hand over this child!"

His tone was firm and left no room for argument.

"otherwise--"

He snorted coldly, and his aura exploded forth!

That sharp sword intent, as if it were a tangible force, swept outwards, causing fine cracks to appear on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard!

"Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy and taking this kid down directly!"

The courtyard was deathly silent.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect were deathly pale and dared not utter a sound.

The pinnacle of the fake infant...

In their eyes, such a being is an insurmountable mountain!

Although True Person Honglian is also at the level of a False Infant, she is still only a False Infant, and there is still a certain gap between her and a true peak False Infant.

Lin Fengmian stood in the crowd, watching this scene, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

This is really—

The younger one got beaten, and now the older one has arrived!

I haven't even disciplined the younger ones yet, I've only disciplined two disciples, and the elders have already arrived!

Moreover, this old man immediately accused himself of "stealing a Daoist partner".

Lin Fengmian sneered inwardly.

That old bastard is even more shameless than Jian Tianyi!

Upon hearing this, True Person Honglian's phoenix eyes flashed with arrogance.

With a swift movement, she landed directly in front of the Hehuan Sect disciples, shielding Lin Fengmian tightly behind her.

A red dress fluttered in the night wind, and her stunningly beautiful face was filled with coldness.

She looked at Master Lingyun, her tone leaving no room for argument:

"Ling Yunzi, you're meddling in the affairs of the younger generation? Isn't that shameless of you?"

She paused, her gaze sharp as a knife.

"Furthermore, I was present at the time. The truth of the matter is probably not what you say, is it?"

Master Lingyun frowned.

Looking at the woman in front of him who wouldn't budge an inch, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

What happened?

Honglian is a shrewd and tactful woman who is adept at navigating social situations and never offends anyone.

Why is everything so unusual today?

They actually started protecting a Foundation Establishment kid?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

Is it...

Master Lingyun's eyes sharpened, his gaze passing over Master Honglian and landing on the figure in green robes behind her.

Could this child possess some great opportunity?

Or perhaps, he is some kind of exceptionally talented genius disciple?

Otherwise, why would Honglian defend it so fiercely?

Lingyun Zhenren's mind raced, but the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger.

Whatever the reason—

This child must not be allowed to live!

He took a deep breath and stepped forward.

"Red Lotus Fairy, are you truly willing to become an enemy of my Heavenly Sword Sect for the sake of a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Once he finished speaking, he no longer hid it.

His aura exploded out!

The pressure from the fake infant cultivator poured out like a torrent!

That fierce and unparalleled sword intent instantly enveloped the entire courtyard!

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect turned deathly pale instantly.

Some with lower cultivation levels even felt their legs go weak and could barely stand.

They felt as if they were facing not a cultivator, but an incomparably domineering and sharp sword!

The sword intent was so sharp it seemed to pierce through everything, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

Standing behind Master Honglian, Lin Fengmian looked at the red figure blocking his way and felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

This woman, who usually appears shrewd and worldly, stood in front of him without hesitation when it mattered.

But at the same time, a sharp edge also surged within him.

Does the other party want my life?

Humph--

I don't think you have such good teeth!

When True Person Honglian felt the oppressive aura emanating from the fake infant, her pretty face turned slightly pale.

She was only at the early stage of the False Infant realm, while Ling Yunzi was at the peak of the False Infant realm.

Moreover, this person is known as the number one swordsman below the Nascent Soul stage in Qingzhou—although this title is not entirely accurate. Qingzhou is so large that there are no fewer than dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators. Who would dare to claim to be the number one?

However, it cannot be denied that this person's combat strength is indeed among the top of the fake infant cultivators.

Moreover, she was a cultivator who was not good at offensive combat, while her opponent was a sword cultivator who was number one in offensive combat.

Honglian Zhenren gritted her teeth but did not retreat even half a step.

Before this trip, the Supreme Elder had specifically instructed her—

Protect Lin Fengmian.

At the time, she didn't understand why a mere Foundation Establishment stage cultivator deserved a personal address from the Supreme Elder.

Now she understands.

This child's talent is indeed worthy of the sect's full support and cultivation.

Even if the Supreme Elder hadn't said anything, she would still do her best to protect such a talented disciple.

Honglian Zhenren took a deep breath, her beautiful face frosty, and she refused to budge an inch:

"Ling Yunzi, don't think you can do whatever you want in my Hehuan Sect's territory just because the Heavenly Sword Sect is powerful!"

Her voice was clear and cold, yet incredibly firm.

"Do you really think my Hehuan Sect has no one left?"

Upon hearing this, Master Lingyun snorted coldly.

"Hmph, stubborn as a mule!"

A hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Since Fairy Red Lotus is so ungrateful, then don't blame me for tearing off the mask of civility!"

As soon as he finished speaking, golden light appeared between his brows!

His entire demeanor suddenly changed!

If he was like a sword with its edge hidden before, then at this moment—

The sword is drawn!

An ancient yet domineering sword intent surged from his body, and he seemed to transform into a peerless, ferocious sword that was entirely black and burning with black flames!

"Sword, come!"

Master Lingyun pointed his fingers like a sword towards Master Honglian!

A jet-black sword aura shot out from his fingertips!

The sword energy was only about three feet long, yet it exuded a chilling pressure!

The sword was engulfed in eerie black flames, and wherever it passed, even the air was scorched and distorted!

Master Honglian's expression changed, and she was about to take the hit head-on—

"Sect Leader Honglian, there's no need to fight head-on!"

Lin Fengmian's voice rang out from behind.

But Master Honglian has already made a move.

She flashed forward, transforming into a streak of red light, and took the initiative to meet the attack!

With a hand gesture, a red gauze scarf as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in his palm.

The scarf grew longer in the wind, instantly transforming into a square of ten feet, tightly wrapping the sword energy burning with black flames!

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

Black flames scorched the gauze scarf, producing a piercing sound.

Master Honglian gritted her teeth and desperately channeled her spiritual power to keep the gauze from tearing.

But the power of that black sword energy far exceeded her expectations.

The scarf faded visibly, and cracks spread across it.

Seeing this, Master Lingyun let out a cold laugh.

With a change of hand seals, three more black sword energies shot out!

Three sword energies, arranged in a triangular shape, aimed directly at True Person Red Lotus's vital points!

Honglian Zhenren's pupils contracted slightly, and she hurriedly activated the gauze scarf to defend herself.

However, her cultivation level was already inferior to Ling Yunzi's, not to mention that the other party was a sword cultivator.

After three moves—

"Bang!"

A muffled thud!