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

That already stunning face, now bathed in moonlight, appeared even more ethereal and otherworldly, like a fairy untouched by worldly concerns.

When she smiled, her eyebrows curved, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. She became less aloof and more gentle, truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Lin Fengmian, who considered himself to have seen countless women, was still momentarily stunned by that smile.

He was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, quickly composed himself, and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Absolutely true! I swear to God, there is no falsehood in this!"

Seeing his expression, Master Honglian stopped teasing him, suppressed her laughter, and said seriously:

"Alright, you know what you're doing."

She paused, her tone becoming more earnest:

"The world of cultivation is full of unpredictable people. Although you are quite strong, you are still young and inexperienced. Sometimes, words can lead to trouble. The way you spoke to Madam Yang at the banquet today would have caused a scene if it were anyone else."

Lin Fengmian humbly accepted the instruction and nodded repeatedly:

"Uncle-Master's words are wise; I will remember them."

Seeing his obedient appearance, Master Honglian nodded in satisfaction and continued:

"Although you stole the show today, you also offended quite a few people. Especially the Heavenly Demon Sect, Yinshan Palace, and Xuantian Holy Land; they probably won't let this go easily. You need to be more careful in your future actions, or you might really get into big trouble—"

As she said this, a hint of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes:

"Even your martial uncle can't protect you completely."

Lin Fengmian felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this.

Although Master Honglian's words sounded like a warning to him, they were actually full of concern for him.

He solemnly cupped his hands in greeting, his tone sincere:

"This junior will follow my master's teachings and will be careful in my words and deeds in the future, so as not to cause trouble for my master or the sect."

Master Honglian nodded in satisfaction, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes.

This boy is truly a promising talent.

Not only are they capable and intelligent, but they also know how to assess the situation and know when to advance and retreat.

If properly nurtured, they will surely achieve great things in the future.

She snapped out of her thoughts, waved her hand, and said:

"Alright, you can go back now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out a warm and smooth jade tube from her sleeve and handed it to Lin Fengmian.

"This is your martial uncle's communication jade tube. Keep it safe."

She paused, her beautiful eyes carrying a hint of admonition:

"If you encounter any difficulties or dangers in the future, remember to send a message to your martial uncle immediately. No matter how far away you are, your martial uncle will come as soon as possible."

Lin Fengmian looked at the jade tube and felt a warm current surge in his heart.

While not considered a rare treasure in the cultivation world, the Jade Transmission Tube is still a rather precious communication tool.

More importantly, the fact that Master Honglian entrusted her with her private communication jade tube represents a kind of trust and closeness.

She was telling him that no matter what happened, he could come to her.

Lin Fengmian accepted the jade tube with both hands and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting:

"Thank you, Martial Uncle! I will certainly keep it safe!"

True Person Honglian smiled slightly, stood up, straightened her clothes, and said:

"Alright, it's getting late. You should go back now. Your martial uncle needs to rest."

As she spoke, she got up to see the guest off.

Lin Fengmian couldn't help but glance at the other woman's exquisite and voluptuous figure a few more times.

Under the moonlight, the long, moon-white dress outlined her exquisite figure, with a slender waist that could be encircled by one hand and a rounded hip line that stretched the skirt into a breathtaking arc.

Like Yang Yuxian, Honglian Zhenren also follows the mature and beautiful woman route.

However, the two have completely different temperaments.

Yang Yuxian possesses an air of elegance, poise, and grace, with a touch of allure, like a blooming peony, bright and captivating.

As for the Red Lotus Immortal, she possesses a cool and aloof, otherworldly air, like a plum blossom in the snow, proud and noble, making people hesitant to approach her.

At that moment, she stood there, bathed in moonlight, radiating a cool and noble beauty that made people want to look at her more, yet dared not harbor the slightest thought of disrespect.

Lin Fengmian sighed inwardly, then withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and suppressed the tremor in his heart.

My own Pure Yang Holy Body is truly a double-edged sword.

On one hand, it makes its strength far surpass that of others of the same level, with a powerful physique, immune to all poisons, and immune to charm magic.

On the other hand, it also makes its yang energy too strong, making it extremely attractive to women, and at times it makes it difficult for it to resist temptation.

Especially when facing such a mature and beautiful woman, the pure yang energy in one's body will involuntarily become restless.

Lin Fengmian sighed inwardly and turned to leave.

Just as he reached the door, his hand about to touch the door—

A muffled groan suddenly sounded from behind.

The voice was different from its previous coldness; it carried a hint of undisguised pain, mixed with a touch of inexplicable allure.

Lin Fengmian paused, then turned around abruptly.

The once perfectly fine Honglian Zhenren was now clutching her dantian, curled up on the bed, her face deathly pale, her brows furrowed, and her teeth biting her lower lip, as if she was trying her best to endure something.

Her exquisite body trembled slightly, emanating a chilling aura that seemed to lower the temperature in the air.

"Uncle-Master?"

Lin Fengmian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned back.

When Master Honglian saw him approaching, she tried to sit up straight, but a suppressed groan escaped from deep in her throat.

That voice was truly captivating.

She waved to Lin Fengmian, her voice trembling slightly:

"Junior Nephew Lin, you...you go first...I'm fine..."

Lin Fengmian remained silent.

He strode up to Honglian Zhenren, squatted down, and looked at her face.

That stunningly beautiful face was now as pale as paper, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead, her brows furrowed, and her eyes filled with pain.

Her aura was also decreasing at a visible rate, and the chill emanating from her body was getting heavier and heavier, even Lin Fengmian felt a chill.

Lin Fengmian frowned deeply.

This was clearly not a typical attack of the cold poison; otherwise, with True Person Red Lotus's cultivation at the Core Formation stage, she wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

Without hesitation, he placed his hand directly on the back of True Person Red Lotus.

The moment his palm touched her, a bone-chilling coldness seeped through the fabric, making Lin Fengmian shiver involuntarily.

What a domineering cold poison!

When Master Honglian felt that broad, warm hand land on her back, her body stiffened abruptly, and her voice trembled slightly:

"What...what are you going to do?"

"Uncle-Master, don't move!"

Lin Fengmian's voice carried an unusual air of unquestionable seriousness.