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

He lowered his head, looking into the pair of dreamy, beautiful eyes in his arms, and said, word by word:

"Uncle-Master, please forgive me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he went straight up...

Master Honglian closed her eyes, completely letting down her guard.

The two were like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, ready to explode at the slightest touch.

That night, spring was in full bloom.

Although this was Honglian Zhenren's first time, her cultivation method was based on the principle of Yin and Yang harmony, so she was not unfamiliar with this kind of thing.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run?

However, she had never had any physical intimacy with any man before.

At this moment, under Lin Fengmian's guidance, he began to circulate the "Yin Yang Creation Technique".

He felt streams of pure spiritual energy surging from the body of the Red Lotus True Person into his dantian, merging with the pure yang energy within him, and then feeding back into it.

This cycle continued, and both of their cultivation levels increased at a visible rate.

Lin Fengmian felt the surging spiritual energy within his body and was extremely excited.

The primordial yin of the fake infant cultivator is indeed extraordinary!

That extremely pure Yin energy perfectly merged with the pure Yang energy within his body, causing his cultivation level to soar like a rocket.

The two remained entwined like this for an unknown period of time.

They only stopped when the sky began to lighten.

True Immortal Honglian lay limp in Lin Fengmian's arms, her face flushed with an intoxicating blush.

Although she had a crazy night last night, she remembered every single moment clearly.

Those embarrassing poses, those unspeakable words...

Looking back now, she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

But at the same time, she could also clearly feel—

The cold poison that had plagued her for years was now completely suppressed.

No, it's not just suppression.

She could feel that at least 70-80% of the cold poison in her body had been cleared, and the remaining poison was no longer a threat.

Given time, it may be possible to eradicate it completely.

Moreover, her cultivation level has also increased significantly.

Having been stuck in the early stages of the False Infant realm for so many years, the spiritual energy within her body had already accumulated to its limit, but it was suppressed by the cold poison, preventing her from breaking through.

Now that the cold poison has been removed, the spiritual energy is surging forth like a flood bursting its banks.

She even had a vague feeling that she was only one step away from the mid-stage of the pseudo-infant realm.

Lin Fengmian was overjoyed at this moment.

He had already realized that this was the first time for True Person Red Lotus!

How precious is the primordial yin of a fake infant cultivator?

The Yin energy that surged into his body in that instant was more effective than hundreds or thousands of spiritual pills he had taken!

At this moment, the spiritual energy within his body surged like a tide, and his cultivation level was heading straight for the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment!

The breakthrough is just a thin layer away.

All you need to do is find a secluded cave to cultivate in seclusion, and success will come naturally.

What he cherished most was the passionate night they spent together.

The taste of the Red Lotus Immortal is truly...smooth.

At this moment, her long, fiery red hair cascaded down her back, making her stunningly beautiful face appear even whiter.

She leaned against the bed, covered only by a thin brocade quilt, revealing her rounded shoulders and delicate collarbones.

She dared not look directly at Lin Fengmian, her gaze darting away, her cheeks flushed.

After all, this matter is really too embarrassing.

He, the dignified sect leader of the Joyful Union Sect and a fake Nascent Soul cultivator, actually took the initiative to throw himself into the arms of a junior...

If this gets out, where will she put her old face?

After a long silence, Master Honglian finally spoke, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum:

"Junior Nephew Lin... our identities... are somewhat sensitive..."

She paused, took a deep breath, and mustered her courage to look at Lin Fengmian:

"So... please don't tell anyone about what happened last night..."

Lin Fengmian nodded upon hearing this, then adopted a serious demeanor, bowed respectfully to True Person Honglian, and solemnly said:

"Uncle-Master, you flatter me. Last night's events were my duty and honor to heal your wounds and remove the poison. Rest assured, Uncle-Master, I will keep this a secret. Heaven, earth, you, and I know, but no third person will ever know."

Upon hearing this, Master Honglian blushed slightly, lowered her eyes, and dared not meet his gaze.

She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, as if in agreement.

Seeing this, Lin Fengmian did not linger any longer and cupped his hands again, saying:

"Then please rest well, Uncle-Master. I will return now."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door.

Master Honglian gave a soft "hmm" without looking up.

Lin Fengmian pushed open the door and stepped out. The morning light shone down, illuminating his face and revealing a smile that seemed to linger on.

Behind her, as the footsteps faded into the distance, a strange and inexplicable feeling of reluctance welled up in her heart.

She subconsciously placed her delicate hand on her lower abdomen.

There, not only was the cold poison completely suppressed, but a faint warmth remained.

That was the pure yang essence that Lin Fengmian left in her body last night.

The warmth was like a small flame, gently flickering deep within her dantian, warm and comforting, making her feel cozy and indescribably at ease.

Red Lotus Master's cheeks flushed slightly as the scenes from last night involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

The relentless demands, the tireless entanglement, and that unprecedented, addictive feeling...

She bit her lip, thinking to herself: Should I look for him again next time the cold poison flares up?

After all... the pleasure of cultivating together with him was simply too intoxicating.

That feeling of comfort that penetrated to the bone was so exquisite that even she, a pseudo-infant cultivator who had lived for nearly a hundred years, found it unforgettable.

Thinking of this, Master Honglian blushed even more and quickly shook her head, banishing those erotic thoughts from her mind.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and began to meditate and regulate her breathing.

……

The next room.

Chu Qingyi slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with complex emotions.

Her divine sense took in everything in the next room—although True Person Red Lotus had set up a restriction, the restriction could only block aura and sound, but could not stop her divine sense from quietly probing out.

The cold poison of Martial Aunt Honglian has finally been suppressed.

Chu Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief, but then a wave of indescribable bitterness surged up within her.

She felt a sharp pain in her heart when she thought of the subtle barrier between herself and Lin Fengmian.

Chu Qingyi bit her lower lip, her beautiful eyes slightly reddening.

The two of them... were just healing.

She comforted herself in this way, trying to suppress the bitterness in her heart.