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

Tell the princess? That's practically suicide!

Take a deep breath, close your eyes, and try to calm the anger in your heart.

This Lin Fengmian...

He remembered!

……

Only on the high platform, Emperor Yan Tianxiao of the Great Yan Dynasty had a glint in his eyes.

Seeing this, the eldest prince, Yan Hao, stepped forward and lowered his voice:

"Father, this Prince of Zhennan has colluded with various sects, promising to exchange secret realm points for their support... If this is confirmed, many ministers in the court will surely impeach him."

Upon hearing this, Yan Tianxiao snorted coldly and nodded slowly.

"Of course I know."

He paused, his gaze falling on the figure in the blue robe, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"I just didn't expect that little girl Yan Yiyi would accidentally stir up this mess."

Most of the points that the Prince of Zhennan promised to the various sects have now fallen into Lin Fengmian's hands.

If those sects lose their interests, will they still wholeheartedly support the Prince of Zhennan?

Interesting. Really interesting.

Yan Tianxiao pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the First Prince and said calmly:

"After this secret realm ends, go and give that Lin Fengmian a good talking-to. Remember, don't go too far, but don't be too lenient either."

The eldest prince was taken aback: "Father means..."

"Although I am not the kind of person who is soft-hearted, he is still my brother." Yan Tianxiao's eyes were deep and his voice was deep. "Moreover, even without the Prince of Zhennan, there will be a second or a third Prince of Zhennan."

"Rather than having to do it myself, it's better to... borrow someone else's knife."

Upon hearing this, the eldest prince was startled and quickly bowed, saying, "Your subject understands!"

Yan Tianxiao nodded, looked at the Xuan Tian Mirror again, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

This Lin Fengmian has certainly stirred up quite a storm.

"Buzz—"

Golden light shone brightly on the Demon Ranking!

Lin Fengmian's points skyrocketed like a rocket!

Two hundred and fifty thousand... two hundred and eighty thousand... three hundred thousand!

It's closing in on Jian Wuhen's 300,000 mark!

On the plaza, countless cultivators stared in disbelief at the constantly fluctuating numbers.

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

"Did the princess bring everyone she knows here?"

"Three hundred thousand! And in such a short time? At this rate, surpassing Jian Wuhen isn't impossible!"

Discussions rose and fell.

As for the location of the Hehuan Sect, the disciples were so excited that they couldn't speak.

Third place!

The Hehuan Sect has actually climbed to third place!

Although there is still a gap between them and the Heavenly Sword Sect, being able to break into the top three in the Great Yan Dynasty, where there are many first-class sects, is already a breakthrough that has not been seen in a century!

"Senior Brother Lin is awesome!"

"Senior Brother Lin is awesome!"

Some disciples couldn't help but cheer.

But many of the older disciples had complex expressions and mixed feelings.

Using women to climb the social ladder... is ultimately a bit shameful.

……

Meanwhile, inside the secret realm.

Lin Fengmian was looking at the numbers constantly changing on the jade pendant with great satisfaction, his mouth almost stretched to his ears.

Just then—

"Lin Fengmian!"

A furious shout suddenly rang out!

Lin Fengmian looked up and saw a handsome young man in brocade robes, who bore a resemblance to Yan Yiyi, striding angrily toward him.

This man was dressed in a brocade robe and fine clothes, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and had an extraordinary bearing.

His aura was powerful, clearly indicating that he was at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage!

Moreover, his spiritual pressure was solid and his foundation was firm, unlike Ye Fan's superficial strength built up through spiritual cultivation.

Behind him were two guards whose auras were equally formidable.

Lin Fengmian's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, the parents are coming to our door!

He suddenly felt a sense of shame, like someone caught red-handed tricking a child out of candy.

This person is clearly Yan Yiyi's older brother, and of high status.

Those eyebrows and eyes, that temperament, are six or seven parts similar to Yan Yiyi, only with a bit more heroic and sharpness.

"Hey kid, is it you who's been lying to my sister?"

Yan Xuanfeng questioned sharply, his gaze like a knife, staring intently at Lin Fengmian.

Lin Fengmian felt uneasy, but he didn't show it on his face.

He coughed and cupped his hands in a respectful greeting: "Young master, may I ask your name?"

"I am Yan Xuanfeng, the second son of the Prince of Zhennan, and Yan Yiyi's second brother!" Yan Xuanfeng sneered. "Don't try to get close to me! You cheated my sister out of her points, how are you going to settle this score?"

Lin Fengmian's heart sank.

The parents really came knocking on the door.

These points are related to the ranking of the Hehuan Sect, and even more so to whether he can unlock the peerless senior uncle Red Lotus again...

Thinking of this, Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth and shamelessly said:

"This... Brother-in-law, you've misunderstood. This is all from Yiyi's kind offer. I didn't want to accept it, but she insisted..."

"Brother-in-law?!"

Yan Xuanfeng was stunned on the spot, his eyes wide open.

Upon hearing this, Yan Yiyi's pretty face flushed bright red, and she stomped her feet in embarrassment, saying, "Brother Lin Fengmian, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Lin Fengmian then realized he had let something slip.

But the words were already spoken and couldn't be taken back.

He decided to make the best of a bad situation and his mind started to work more creatively.

Based on his understanding of the court situation, and given that this trial was open and transparent, he immediately analyzed:

"Your Highness, please calm down. Sister Yiyi's actions are a blessing in disguise."

Yan Xuanfeng frowned: "What did you say?"

Lin Fengmian stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed, and spoke eloquently:

"Your Highness might want to think this through carefully. Are these points truly of any use to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xuanfeng's pupils contracted slightly, but he remained silent.

Lin Fengmian continued, "The Ten Thousand Demon Secret Realm Trial is designed to select talent. While ranking points are important, the real value lies in the opportunities and experiences within the secret realm. The Zhennan Prince's Mansion has no shortage of spirit stones, nor does it lack this empty reputation."

"But if these points are distributed among the various sects..." Lin Fengmian paused, looking at him meaningfully, "the nature and situation would be completely different."

Yan Xuanfeng was shocked.

Lin Fengmian's words struck him like a heavy hammer.

The king's plan—to win over the major sects with points in exchange for their support—was actually seen through by this seemingly unreliable kid at a glance!

A chill ran down my spine.

Seeing the change in his expression, Lin Fengmian knew he had guessed correctly, and became even more certain, continuing:

"How could the Emperor of Great Yan turn a blind eye? How could the court officials let such a golden opportunity to weaken the power of the vassal states slip by?"

He shook his head, his tone tinged with a hint of regret:

"The Prince of Zhennan is really burying his head in the sand. Could it be that Yiyi's brain is just like her father's? Such a simple brain!"

Yan Xuanfeng's face turned ashen, but he couldn't find any words to refute it.

Lin Fengmian struck while the iron was hot:

"It's all political investment anyway, so what difference does it make who gets invested in? Now that all these points are concentrated on me, it's become a topic of lighthearted conversation among young people."

He shrugged and said with a smile: