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

This saintess's beauty is the subject of countless dreams of outstanding men.

Seeing it for myself today, I can confirm that it truly lives up to its reputation!

Lin Fengmian glanced at it and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

This woman is indeed a rare beauty.

With delicate features, eyes that sparkle with spring, every smile and frown exudes a natural charm.

Her figure was incredibly hot; she was curvy where she should be and slim where she should be. Any more or less would make her look fat, and any less would make her look thin.

Especially that alluring charm that emanates from her very bones—it's estimated that no man wouldn't want to pin her down and have his way with her.

It's just a pity—

A playful smile appeared on Lin Fengmian's lips.

If the other party is an enemy rather than a friend, then there's naturally no need to be polite.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze brazenly sweeping over Su Mengdie, his tone flippant:

"Su Mengdie, right? That's a nice name."

He deliberately dragged out his words, his gaze lingering for a moment on the deep cleavage of her chest, the smile on his lips growing increasingly playful:

"I just wonder, is the name beautiful because of the person, or is the person made more beautiful by the name?"

Upon hearing this, Su Mengdie's beautiful eyes instantly flashed with murderous intent.

That natural, alluring charm was instantly replaced by a chilling coldness.

She snorted coldly, and with a sudden flick of her whip, it exploded in the air with a crisp crack.

"Boy, I'm going to teach you today that there are some things you can't just say carelessly."

She paused, a murderous glint flashing in her eyes:

"Today, I will make you pay the price!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian was not afraid at all; instead, his smile became even more arrogant.

He slightly raised his chin, his gaze sweeping lightly over Su Mengdie's body, finally settling on the exquisite storage pouch at her waist.

Then, he made a startling statement:

"cost?"

He chuckled, his tone full of mockery:

"If that's what you're saying, then this Fairy Su, you'd better keep a close eye on your personal storage bag."

"after all--"

He deliberately drew out his words, his smile deepening:

"I'm very interested in the fairy's undergarment."

Whoosh—!

These words caused an uproar in the room!

The entire hall erupted in chaos!

Countless cultivators stared wide-eyed and gaped, their faces filled with disbelief as they looked at the figure in green robes on the stage.

"This...this Lin Fengmian, he's incredibly audacious!"

"Openly harassing the Holy Maiden of Yinshan Palace?! Does he have a death wish?!"

"But... this is way too exciting!"

Many male disciples almost couldn't suppress their surging blood and qi just by thinking about that scene, and their noses almost bled.

"This Lin Fengmian, as expected of someone from the Hehuan Sect, is so direct and so vulgar..."

"But... why am I so envious?"

"Are all the men in the Hehuan Sect so domineering?"

Discussions rose and fell, some expressing shock, some disdain, but most revealing undisguised envy and jealousy.

The female cultivators present, upon hearing this, all secretly spat in disgust.

"lecher!"

"Shameless!"

"Dirty!"

"Just now I thought this person was highly skilled and exceptionally handsome, but I never expected him to be such a lecherous scoundrel!"

Many female cultivators blushed and turned their heads away, no longer daring to look at Lin Fengmian on the stage.

But out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't help but sneak glances in that direction.

Upon hearing this, Master Honglian's lips twitched slightly.

She looked at the figure in the blue robe in the arena, feeling both annoyed and amused.

This guy... he's hateful, but surely he doesn't have to go so far as to harass a girl like this?

but……

She glanced at Feng Meizi, whose face was ashen, and then at the Heavenly Demon Sect members below the stage, who were speechless with shock. Suddenly, she felt—

It was pretty fun.

Even Su Zhenzhen's mother frowned slightly, feeling that something was amiss.

She shook her head slightly, thinking to herself: This kid, although he's quite strong, his personality... is a bit too unrestrained.

If he and Zhenzhen truly become Daoist partners in the future, he will likely be prone to philandering.

She turned to look at Su Zhenzhen beside her, as if she wanted to say something.

But then he saw his precious daughter, her hands supporting her chin, looking at Lin Fengmian on the stage with shining eyes, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

His appearance was clearly more and more pleasing to the eye.

The beautiful woman: "..."

Well, this girl is completely captivated by this guy.

At this moment, Su Mengdie in the arena was trembling with anger.

Although she dressed boldly and acted seductively, in reality—

She was still a virgin.

Yinshan Palace's cultivation method is unique, emphasizing the absorption of yang energy to replenish yin energy. However, she cultivates a superior method within it, which requires maintaining one's primordial yin energy before establishing one's foundation.

Therefore, despite her renowned beauty, she never had any physical intimacy with any man.

Hearing Lin Fengmian's blatant flirting, she felt both ashamed and angry, and a nameless rage surged to the top of her head!

"You lecherous scoundrel! Prepare to die!"

She let out a delicate shout, and with a flick of her wrist, a long whip, entirely crimson and gleaming with a faint spiritual light, appeared in her palm.

The whip was made of an unknown material, its surface covered with densely packed runes, and it emitted a scorching heat as soon as it appeared.

With a flick of her wrist, Su Mengdie's long whip transformed into a streak of crimson light, lashing fiercely towards Lin Fengmian!

"The Thirteen Whips of Yinshan!"

This is the ultimate skill of Yinshan Palace, known for its bizarre and ever-changing whip techniques, with each whip faster and more ruthless than the last.

The thirteen consecutive lashes, with their power layered upon layer, were enough to strike fear into the hearts of cultivators of the same level!

Many cultivators below the stage gasped in shock at the power of the whip.

"That's amazing!"

"This Dream Butterfly Fairy truly lives up to her title as the leader of the Seven Beauties of Yinshan; her strength is truly formidable!"

"With this lash, Lin Fengmian is likely doomed!"

however--

Seeing this, Lin Fengmian was not afraid at all; instead, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

Instead of dodging, he continued to tease the other person:

"Fairy Su is truly a rare beauty among mortals."

His gaze fell on the crimson whip, and the smile in his eyes deepened:

"They even knew they were carrying a small leather whip...are they preparing for some flirting later?"

"You—! You'd better die!"

Su Mengdie trembled with anger, her full breasts heaving violently as if they might leap out of her thin clothing at any moment.

She stopped wasting words with Lin Fengmian, her spiritual energy surged wildly, and the long whip in her hand transformed into a series of crimson afterimages, lashing out at Lin Fengmian in a devastating barrage!

The whip flashed repeatedly, its sharp, piercing sound cutting through the air!

Each lash contains terrifying power enough to shatter a boulder!

however--

Lin Fengmian didn't even move.

He stood there quietly, letting the whip's shadow fall...