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

She hesitated for a moment after saying this.

"That kid is very clever; he's probably guessed what it is by now."

The thought that Lin Fengmian might already know that she was the Supreme Elder made Chu Qingyi feel somewhat irritated.

In the past few days, their relationship has only just begun to warm up.

He was no longer as indifferent to himself as before.

If he knew that I was the Supreme Elder...

Will he distance himself from me again?

Will he feel like he's been lying to him all along?

Chu Qingyi became increasingly agitated as she thought about it, her brows furrowing tightly.

Seeing her expression, Master Honglian was surprised, but dared not ask any further questions, and simply nodded:

"Okay, I'll take care of this in a bit."

Chu Qingyi nodded and then added:

"In this sect competition, that troublemaker Lin Fengmian will definitely not behave himself. Honglian, please keep an eye on him and don't let him suffer any losses."

Upon hearing this, True Person Honglian became even more astonished.

But she didn't show it on her face, and simply said respectfully:

"Yes, Supreme Elder. This disciple has remembered and will do everything in my power to protect Lin Fengmian."

Chu Qingyi gave a soft "Mmm" and waved her hand:

"Go down."

Master Honglian bowed respectfully, then turned and left the room.

---

Close the door.

Honglian Zhenren stood in the corridor and finally let out a long breath.

She raised her hand to wipe away non-existent cold sweat from her forehead, her heart filled with shock.

Supreme Elder...

Why do they value Lin Fengmian so much?

She recalled the expression on Chu Qingyi's face when she spoke earlier—

That look, that tone...

He was clearly worried.

A Nascent Soul cultivator is actually worried about a Foundation Establishment kid?

The Red Lotus Immortal grew increasingly curious.

Just who exactly is this Lin Fengmian?

She had known the Supreme Elder for many years and knew his temperament very well.

The Supreme Elder is a cultivation prodigy that the Hehuan Sect has only seen once in a thousand years.

In less than a century, he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Whether it's talent, skill, or looks, she's among the best in the entire Southern Xinjiang region.

Many talented men wanted to pursue her, but she ignored them all.

But now...

She actually took such good care of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Even when they are injured themselves, they will force themselves to protect the other person.

This Lin Fengmian...

What are his special skills?

How could even the Supreme Elder be so captivated by him?

Master Honglian shook her head, unable to understand.

But she knew that some things shouldn't be asked.

She took a deep breath, turned and left.

---

The night was peaceful.

However, what happened within the Hehuan Sect's territory spread like wildfire throughout the entire Great Yan Dynasty.

"Have you heard? The Joyful Union Sect has a Nascent Soul cultivator in charge!"

"Master Lingyun of the Heavenly Sword Sect was slapped away and sent flying! He even coughed up blood!"

"Really? Master Lingyun is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, known as the number one swordsman below the Nascent Soul stage in Qingzhou!"

"What 'Number One Sword'? It's a joke in front of a true Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"The Hehuan Sect usually keeps a low profile, I never expected them to be so well-hidden..."

The news spread wider and wider, becoming increasingly outrageous.

Some say that the Hehuan Sect has two Nascent Soul cultivators.

Some say that Master Lingyun was beaten so badly that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

Some even say that the Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect was an unparalleled beauty from a thousand years ago, possessing the secret to eternal youth…

Various versions circulated, making the Hehuan Sect famous overnight.

Many sects that were usually suppressed by the Heavenly Sword Sect applauded upon hearing the news.

"Well done, fairies of the Joyful Union Sect!"

"This time, the Heavenly Sword Sect has really bitten off more than they can chew!"

"Serves them right for being so arrogant all the time!"

For a time, the entire Great Yan Dynasty was discussing this matter.

The Hehuan Sect, a sect that has always been tactful and non-competitive, has gained a new understanding in the minds of the people.

---

early morning.

The residence of the Hehuan Sect.

The disciples had just gotten up when a minister dressed in official robes walked in.

The minister was thin, with three long wisps of beard, and his demeanor was impeccable. He was clearly a seasoned veteran who had been navigating the officialdom for many years.

He was followed by two servants, each carrying a tray.

On the tray lay a gold-embossed invitation.

The minister approached Master Honglian, presented the invitation with both hands, and respectfully said:

"Red Lotus Immortal, I have come on the orders of the Prince of Zhennan to deliver this invitation."

Master Honglian accepted the invitation and opened it.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

The invitation bears the seal of the Prince of Zhennan of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Prince of Zhennan

A major power in the Great Yan Dynasty, said to be so powerful that it can rival the current emperor.

Why would someone of such stature suddenly send an invitation to the Hehuan Sect?

The thoughts in Master Honglian's mind raced, and she immediately sank down.

The other party came to invite us right after what happened last night at the Hehuan Sect.

Is he trying to test us?

Or do they want to suppress it?

Or perhaps... they want to win them over?

She glanced at the contents of the invitation without making a sound.

The notice reads: "Tonight, the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion will host a banquet, inviting disciples from all participating sects to attend."

When Honglian Zhenren saw this, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It turns out that all participating sects were invited, not just the Hehuan Sect.

In any case, this move by the other party was definitely not aimed at the Hehuan Sect.

She closed the invitation and smiled slightly at the minister:

"Thank you for your kind offer, Prince Zhennan. The Hehuan Sect will certainly go at that time."

The minister nodded, exchanged a few more polite words, and then turned and left.

---

Master Honglian held the invitation, pondered for a moment, and then had her disciple summon all the members of the Hehuan Sect.

In the courtyard, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect gathered together.

Master Honglian stood before the crowd and waved the invitation in her hand:

"The Prince of Zhennan is hosting a banquet tonight, inviting disciples from all the major sects who are participating in the competition."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the crowd.

"All of you, pack your things. You will come with me to the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion tonight."

Upon hearing this, the crowd began to discuss it amongst themselves.

Prince Zhennan?

That was an incredibly powerful figure in the Great Yan Dynasty!

It would be a great honor to attend his banquet!

Lin Fengmian stood in the crowd, and was overjoyed upon hearing this.

A slight smile played on his lips, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

Prince of Zhennan

A person who can wield such power in the Great Yan Dynasty must be a charming and romantic figure who knows how to appreciate beauty.

Holding a banquet at this time...

interesting.

Lin Fengmian secretly made plans in his heart.

It's a good opportunity to use their venue to meet all sorts of shady characters.

Lin Fengmian returned to his room, closed the door, and his mood remained somewhat complicated.

The fact that Chu Qingyi was the Supreme Elder weighed heavily on his mind, making him restless.

But as annoying as it may be, the things that need to be done still need to be done.

Tonight's banquet is no ordinary dinner party.

The Prince of Zhennan hosted a banquet, attracting representatives from various sects. The gathering was a mixed bag of people, providing a perfect opportunity to test the strengths and weaknesses of each side.

Lin Fengmian had no intention of losing to anyone in terms of momentum.

He opened his storage bag, rummaged around for a while, and pulled out a neatly folded blue long robe from the corner.

He specially ordered this from the best tailor shop in the capital before coming to the Great Yan Dynasty.