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

He took a deep breath, his pure Yang energy circulating wildly within him, gathering in his palm, and then—

It was slowly injected into the body of True Person Red Lotus.

Pure Yang energy, being extremely Yang and strong, is the nemesis of Yin and cold things.

The pure Yang energy flowed from Lin Fengmian's palm, like a gentle stream, into the meridians of True Person Red Lotus.

Master Honglian felt a warm current surge in from behind, slowly flowing through his limbs and bones.

That aura was gentle and pure, without any impurities. When it met the cold poison in her body, it instantly melted away.

Her previously cold body felt as if it were being bathed in warm sunlight; the comfortable sensation made her let out a suppressed groan.

"Um……"

The voice carried a hint of comfort, a touch of languor, and a dash of inexplicable shame.

Honglian Zhenren's cheeks flushed slightly as she bit her lower lip, trying her best to keep herself from making any more noise.

But that pure yang energy was too domineering and too refined, and its effects far exceeded her expectations.

Each time the cold poison flares up, she has to expend nearly half of her spiritual energy just to barely suppress it.

However, Lin Fengmian's pure yang energy seemed to be a natural nemesis. Wherever it went, the cold poison melted away as quickly as ice and snow under the scorching sun.

The feeling of being freed from pain is simply addictive.

Honglian Zhenren was also very surprised.

This cold poison is an old injury she sustained in an accident years ago, which has plagued her for decades.

It would flare up once every four or five months, and each flare-up would consume a lot of her spiritual energy, leaving her weak for several days.

She tried every possible way to find an antidote, but she was never able to eradicate it completely.

Unexpectedly...

Lin Fengmian's pure Yang energy has such a good effect!

Her breathing stabilized at a visible speed, and some color returned to her face.

Master Honglian took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart, and softened her voice:

"Junior Nephew Lin... that's enough..."

Lin Fengmian did not stop, and said in a deep voice:

"Uncle-Master, the cold poison in your body has not been completely cleared. If you stop now, it will flare up again soon."

Master Honglian opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately did not utter a word.

She could feel the pure yang energy slowly circulating within her body, gradually expelling the cold toxins from her meridians.

That feeling, though somewhat unpleasant, was mostly...

Comfortable.

She closed her eyes, stopped speaking, and let Lin Fengmian do as he pleased.

Meanwhile, in the room next door, Chu Qingyi slowly opened her eyes.

With her divine sense, she had already seen everything that had just happened in the next room.

Chu Qingyi bit her lower lip, a complex look flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Over the years, due to the cold poison, Honglian has been stuck in the early stage of the false infant stage, making no progress.

The sect tried every possible method, inviting countless alchemy masters and medical experts, but none of them could eradicate the disease.

Unexpectedly... Lin Fengmian was able to help her suppress it.

Moreover, judging from the effect, it was many times stronger than the effect of Master Honglian expending spiritual energy to suppress it.

If the two of them... were to cultivate together...

There might actually be a chance to eradicate it completely.

Thinking of this, Chu Qingyi felt a pang of sorrow welling up in her heart.

She didn't know why she had this feeling.

She had already divorced Lin Fengmian, and they had agreed to have no further connection...

Seeing him being close to other women still made her feel indescribably uncomfortable.

She took a deep breath, suppressed these chaotic thoughts, and closed her eyes again.

But the image of that figure in green robes still involuntarily surfaced in my mind.

……

Meanwhile, in the next room.

As Lin Fengmian's treatment continued, most of the cold energy in Honglian Zhenren's body had dissipated.

That pure Yang energy flowed slowly through her meridians.

Wherever she went, the cold melted away, and the long-lost warmth made her relax completely.

True Immortal Honglian bit her red lips, suppressing the sound that was about to escape from deep in her throat.

However, the effect of pure yang energy was too domineering. Every time the warm air flow passed through a meridian, it dissipated the cold poison that had remained in the other party, bringing a tingling sensation.

"Um……"

A soft moan escaped from her lips.

Honglian Zhenren's cheeks instantly turned crimson.

She never imagined that she, the high and mighty fake infant cultivator who was in charge of a sect and the sect leader of the Joyful Union Sect, would make such a shameful sound.

She quickly clenched her teeth, suppressing the sound in her throat.

Red Lotus Immortal was both ashamed and angry, secretly cursing herself for being so useless.

But she had no time to think about it at the moment, and quickly raised her hand to cast a series of restrictions.

Amidst flashes of light, layers of restrictions sealed off the room, completely isolating it from the presence and sounds of the outside world.

After doing all this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At least... no one will find out.

If people knew that she, the dignified head of the Hehuan Sect, had made such a shameful sound in front of a junior, where would she put her face?

At that moment, Lin Fengmian's palms were pressed firmly against her back.

Because of her profound cultivation and proper maintenance, the skin of the Crimson Lotus Immortal remains firm, smooth, and delicate.

Moreover, her body is extremely flexible.

Lin Fengmian felt a slight tremor in his heart, but he quickly regained his composure and focused on channeling pure yang energy.

"you……!"

Honglian Zhenren's red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

She felt Lin Fengmian's palm against her back, and the warmth made her heart beat faster.

But before he could finish speaking, Lin Fengmian interrupted him:

"Uncle-Master, calm your mind. The cold poison has not yet been cleared, so do not be distracted."

His voice was steady and his tone was calm, as if he were doing something completely ordinary.

Master Honglian opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing more. She could only take a deep breath, suppress the shame in her heart, close her eyes, and let the pure yang energy flow through her body.

As the treatment progressed, most of the cold energy in Master Honglian's body had already dissipated.

My body, which was originally ice-cold, is now warm and comfortable.

The feeling is like soaking in a hot spring in the dead of winter, making you want to relax your body and mind and immerse yourself completely in it.

Lin Fengmian sensed the state of the cold poison in the other party's body, pondered for a moment, and then gritted his teeth.

He suddenly exerted force with both palms, switching to striking with both palms simultaneously, thus increasing the transmission of pure Yang energy!

With his palm pressed firmly against the other person's back, as spiritual energy surged, the warm current flowed even more violently into True Person Red Lotus's body.