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

Seeing this, Su Zhenzhen proudly raised her head, her chin almost pointing to the sky:

"Of course! How could your daughter have bad taste?"

The beautiful woman looked at her smug expression and couldn't help but chuckle softly, shaking her head gently.

At this moment, Lin Fengmian, who was in the room, naturally had no idea that he had already passed the "mother-in-law" test.

He had just unceremoniously taken the other party's storage bag.

He probed with his divine sense, gave it a cursory glance, and immediately raised an eyebrow.

This monk is quite wealthy!

The storage bag contained everything imaginable: spirit stones, pills, and magical artifacts.

Although their quality is average, their quantity is abundant.

Lin Fengmian unceremoniously pocketed it, then stood up, looked at Guangzhi who was still clinging to life on the ground, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Master Guangzhi, you certainly have a lot of junk in your storage bag. But... why not take it?"

He paused, his tone full of mockery:

"Whenever you can beat me, you're welcome to come and take this trash back anytime."

"You...you!"

Upon hearing this, Guangzhi trembled with anger. He pointed at Lin Fengmian, his lips quivering for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Overcome with anger and frustration, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"puff!"

Blood splattered all over the ground.

Guangzhi's eyes rolled back, and he completely lost consciousness.

Seeing this, Lin Fengmian shook his head and ignored him.

He stood up, patted off non-existent dust from his robes, and turned to look in the direction of the Heavenly Demon Sect members.

Then--

He stepped over.

His steps were measured, and his expression was calm.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of the Heavenly Demon Sect members instantly became quite interesting.

Some retreated, some gripped their weapons tightly, and some had ashen faces.

Lin Fengmian walked up to them, stopped, and stood with his hands behind his back.

He mimicked Li Yuhun's arrogant demeanor, tilting his chin up and sweeping his gaze contemptuously over the crowd, his tone full of provocation:

"Is there anyone in your Heavenly Demon Sect who dares to accept the challenge?"

He paused, then deliberately drew out his words:

"What? Are all the people in your sect cowards without any balls?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone from the Heavenly Demon Sect changed drastically!

Some people had already placed their hands on their weapons, their eyes blazing with murderous intent.

But no one dared to stand up.

Even Li Yuhun and Guangzhi are no match for them. If they go up there, aren't they just throwing their lives away?

Lin Fengmian felt a surge of satisfaction seeing their angry but speechless expressions.

Should!

Let's see how arrogant you are!

On the platform of the Hehuan Sect, the Red Lotus Immortal almost slammed his fist on the table upon seeing this!

She suppressed her excitement, but her beautiful eyes were filled with joy.

good boy!

This really helped the Hehuan Sect and herself, allowing her to vent her anger!

For many years, the Hehuan Sect has always been overshadowed by the other major sects.

But today—

Lin Fengmian single-handedly defeated the prodigies of two major sects!

This achievement is enough to make the Hehuan Sect proud!

Even Xiao Sheng and Chen Qingxuan, who had always been at odds with Lin Fengmian, secretly cheered at this moment.

Although they disliked Lin Fengmian, they had to admit—

This time, Lin Fengmian felt truly relieved.

Seeing the Heavenly Demon Sect members suffer a humiliation filled them with immense satisfaction!

Upon hearing this, Feng Meizi's expression suddenly darkened.

She suddenly stood up, her aura surging like a tide, and a chilling spiritual pressure emanated from her body, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.

Her phoenix eyes were fixed on the figure in green robes in the arena, the coldness in her eyes almost solidifying.

"How dare you, junior!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was like a sharp blade, piercing straight at Lin Fengmian.

If it weren't for the presence of the Prince of Zhennan and the rules of the competition, she would have already slapped him with her palm.

Who gave this junior the right to act so arrogantly?

Seeing this, Master Honglian not only did not stop Lin Fengmian, but slowly stood up and unhurriedly blocked Feng Meizi's view.

A smile played on her lips, her tone unhurried yet each word piercingly sharp:

"Elder Feng, why are you so angry?"

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the ashen-faced members of the Heavenly Demon Sect below the stage, and chuckled softly:

"I think my disciple is right."

"When your sect's disciples were shouting just now, why didn't Elder Feng feel it was presumptuous? Why didn't you stand up and say something?"

"Now, my disciples from the Joyful Union Sect are merely applying what they've learned, using their own methods against them. Elder Feng, are you not pleased?"

"Isn't this a bit too much of a double standard?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Meizi trembled with anger.

Her full breasts heaved violently, and the fabric of her clothes was stretched taut, as if it would burst at any moment.

"you--!"

She pointed at Master Honglian, wanting to refute, but was speechless for a moment.

Because what Master Honglian said was indeed entirely reasonable.

She did not speak up to stop Li Yuhun when he was shouting.

He was even secretly pleased, feeling that his disciple had brought honor to the Heavenly Demon Sect.

But now—

What goes around comes around, and now it was her turn to be speechless.

Feng Meizi took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, snorted coldly, and sat back down in her chair.

But his ashen face wouldn't calm down.

Just then, a captivatingly seductive voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Hey, this junior brother, he's really got quite the airs!"

The voice was charming and melodious, like a cat's paw gently scratching at the heart, making one feel a tingling sensation all over.

The crowd turned to look, and saw a graceful figure emerge, her movements alluring.

The moment the woman appeared, the atmosphere in the entire hall instantly heated up!

Countless burning gazes converged on her.

The woman was wearing a deep purple gauze dress, the fabric so thin it was almost transparent, perfectly outlining her shapely and curvaceous figure.

Her waist was slender and delicate, as if it could be grasped in one hand, while her hips were round and full, creating a breathtaking curve in the skirt.

But what's most eye-catching is her ample bosom—it's almost bursting out!

The bottomless ravine, like a black hole, sucked in the gazes of all the male cultivators present, from which they could never escape.

The scenery was even more magnificent than that of Elder Feng Meizi of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Many of the male disciples stared wide-eyed, their mouths practically watering.

"It's actually the Dream Butterfly Fairy from Yinshan Palace!"

"What? It's Su Mengdie, the leader of the Seven Beauties of Yinshan?"

"My god, I feel like my soul is being stolen away by them!"

"Wow—that figure, that face, she's simply a rare beauty!"

A chorus of swallowing sounds echoed around the hall.

The male disciples stared intently, wishing they could gouge their eyes out and stick them on the woman.