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

"Junior Brother Lin... let's talk this out..."

Chen Qingxuan's voice was choked with sobs, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

Lin Fengmian ignored his pleas for mercy, reached out and sent a jade token flying from Chen Qingxuan's waist into his palm.

It was the jade tablet used to record points.

Lin Fengmian glanced down and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Twenty-three thousand points.

That's right, a fat sheep delivered right to our door.

With a thought, he probed the jade tablet with his divine sense and transferred all the points on it.

Chen Qingxuan's points were instantly reset to zero.

The number on Lin Fengmian's jade tablet jumped from 58,000 to 81,000.

After doing all this, Lin Fengmian did not rush to make a move.

He glanced at Chen Qingxuan, who was slumped on the ground, his face ashen, and pondered in his heart—to kill or not to kill?

It wasn't that he was suddenly struck by kindness.

In his five-hundred-year journey of cultivation, he has more blood on his hands than anyone else; killing one more Chen Qingxuan wouldn't even make him blink.

But the problem is-

Could there be some kind of surveillance formation or something similar in this secret realm?

If so, then his every move in the secret realm would be clearly visible to the outside world.

Even if you are in the right to kill a fellow disciple in public, it won't sound good if word gets out.

Moreover, the scene of him using "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder" to annihilate the Gale Wolf pack had probably already been witnessed by others.

As a seasoned practitioner of the art of strategy, he was well aware of the drawbacks of revealing his trump cards and strength too early.

Lin Fengmian's eyes flickered slightly as he mentally called upon Li Bao, who was deep within his consciousness.

"Old man, quickly help me check if there's anything like a surveillance array in this secret realm?"

Although Li Bao's soul was suppressed by him, he still had the most basic senses.

A moment later, Li Bao's voice rang in his mind, carrying a hint of admiration:

"Not bad, you're quite vigilant. There's definitely something watching this place, and more than one. Every inch of this secret realm probably hasn't escaped the eyes of those old guys."

Lin Fengmian's heart sank.

really.

In that case, the scene of him unleashing the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and slaying the Wolf King had already been exposed to the elders of the various sects.

Even the emperor and crown princess of the Great Yan Dynasty probably saw it all clearly.

He was secretly relieved—fortunately, he hadn't directly killed Chen Qingxuan earlier; otherwise, killing a fellow disciple in front of everyone would have rendered him unreasonable, even if he had the right to do so.

Since there's a monitoring array, we can't kill them.

Not only should they not kill him, but they should also put on a good show.

Lin Fengmian had made up his mind, but his expression remained unchanged.

He waved his hand and retrieved the Shadow Sword. The jet-black flying sword transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into his sleeve.

Chen Qingxuan felt a sudden loosening at the neck, and the deadly chill disappeared. He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Lin Fengmian looked down at him, his tone indifferent:

"Go away. I won't kill you."

Chen Qingxuan was stunned, and looked up in disbelief, thinking he had misheard.

Lin Fengmian continued, "Go and hunt more demonic beasts to earn points for the sect. After all, we are fellow disciples, so I can spare you this time."

He paused, his tone becoming more meaningful:

"But this is a one-time thing. Next time, I won't hold back."

After saying that, he turned around, sat down again by the campfire, picked up the piece of roasted, golden-brown wolf meat, and continued eating.

His movements were natural, and his expression was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Chen Qingxuan stared blankly at his retreating figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Shame, fear, gratitude... a mix of emotions left him speechless for a moment.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Finally, he staggered to his feet, bowed deeply to Lin Fengmian, and turned to disappear into the night.

……

In the central square.

Dead silence.

Everyone witnessed this scene firsthand—from Chen Qingxuan's sneak attack to Lin Fengmian's counterattack, and finally, the release of the person.

"This...this is way too generous!"

"Fighting among fellow disciples, and he still repays evil with kindness? If it were me, I would have killed him with a single sword strike!"

"Having such a disciple is truly a blessing for the sect!"

"Indeed! For the sake of the sect's goals, he can even temporarily set aside his hatred; this young man possesses great righteousness!"

Exclamations and praises rose and fell, and those who had previously mocked Lin Fengmian for being "ungrateful" now fell silent.

The Crimson Lotus Immortal sat upright in the main seat, her beautiful eyes filled with satisfaction.

Lin Fengmian's handling of the matter not only protected the interests of the sect but also demonstrated his benevolence and righteousness, which was exactly the way of dealing with things that she admired most.

Looking at her own leisurely figure in the mirror, she found it increasingly pleasing to the eye.

This little rascal... is becoming more and more impressive.

Feng Meizi sneered and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Womanly compassion! Letting your enemy go today will surely bring retribution tomorrow! The path of cultivation is inherently treacherous; such indecisiveness will inevitably lead to paying the price sooner or later!"

The messenger from the Underworld Palace replied in a sinister tone:

"Fellow Daoist Feng is right. If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze."

Although Master Xuechu of Vajra Temple did not speak, a hint of disapproval flashed in his eyes.

However, there were many more voices of praise.

From her seat in the Valley of Illusions, a fairy in a light blue dress whispered:

"This Junior Brother Lu is not only handsome and powerful, but also, more importantly, loyal and righteous. There are not many people like him in the cultivation world."

The elder of the Xuan Dan Pavilion stroked his beard and nodded:

"He could have easily turned the tables, but he chose to prioritize the bonds between his fellow disciples. This young man's character is truly admirable. His future achievements will undoubtedly be remarkable."

The female cultivator sitting next to her echoed:

"That's true. The cultivation world is a dog-eat-dog world, and it's truly not easy to maintain one's integrity in such a situation."

hum!

Just as everyone was discussing it, the Ten Thousand Demon Ranking was shaken once again!

A burst of golden light flashed, and a number started jumping wildly!

81,000 points!

Lin Fengmian's points skyrocketed from 58,000 to 81,000!

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

"What... what's going on? He didn't kill anyone just now, so why did his points increase?"

"Idiot! He took Chen Qingxuan's points! More than 20,000 points!"

"I see... You don't kill anyone, but you still get the points. That's a good deal!"

"Haha, this kid's really shrewd!"

Both the Emperor of Great Yan and the Prince of Zhennan focused their gazes.

Previously, Lin Fengmian let Chen Qingxuan go, and they thought that he was too mild-mannered to take on a great responsibility.

Who would have thought he would be so decisive in dealing with other people?

This kid is truly unfathomable.

Crown Princess Yan Qingluan gazed at Lin Fengmian's figure in the Xuanjian Mirror, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a strange light.

Honglian looked at the other person, and she didn't know when it had started, but her thoughts always involuntarily revolved around that nemesis.

I'm worried about his safety, and I care about his victory or defeat...

She even secretly hoped to see him soon.