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

"Even if His Majesty were to pursue the matter, he would at most reprimand the young man for his impetuousness. This is clearly a well-intentioned act by Sister Yiyi!"

Yan Xuanfeng opened his mouth, only to find that everything the other party said was true!

My father's plan was indeed too obvious.

Before the Xuan Tian Mirror, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he used points to win over various sects...

Isn't this blatantly telling the emperor that they are forming cliques and pursuing personal gain?

If Yan Yiyi hadn't inadvertently stirred up trouble, the Zhennan Prince's Mansion would have been in big trouble this time!

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, how could the dignity of the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion be challenged?

He whispered:

"Boy, no matter how eloquent you are! No matter how flowery your words are! Since my sister has already been given away, I, as her older brother, will take her back myself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xuanfeng's aura suddenly erupted!

The spiritual pressure of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator swept out like a tidal wave, flattening the surrounding vegetation!

Yan Yiyi was shocked to see this and quickly moved to stand between the two, spreading her arms to protect Lin Fengmian:

"Second Brother! You're not allowed to steal the points I gave to Brother Lin Fengmian! Otherwise, I'll never speak to you again!"

Yan Xuanfeng frowned:

"Yiyi, you're still young, this isn't up to you."

He waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Guards, escort the princess to rest!"

Two guards instantly appeared on either side of Yan Yiyi, clasping their hands in greeting and saying, "Princess, please forgive us."

After saying that, they grabbed Yan Yiyi from the left and right and carried her away.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Yan Yiyi struggled, her face turning bright red, but she couldn't break free.

She was dragged away and could only stomp her feet in frustration, her eyes red with tears.

Lin Fengmian sighed as he watched this scene.

He originally thought Yan Yiyi was extremely beautiful and had a lively and lovely personality, so he was willing to condescend to acknowledge her as his brother-in-law.

I never expected my second brother to be so ungrateful.

He shook his head and looked calmly at Yan Xuanfeng.

"Since Your Highness insists on taking action, then please do so."

Yan Xuanfeng snorted coldly and suddenly exerted force with his feet!

"Bang!"

The ground shattered, and he shot towards Lin Fengmian like a streak of light!

The fist whistled through the air, its power unmatched!

He used seventy percent of his strength in this punch, enough to make an ordinary early Foundation Establishment cultivator cough up blood and fly backward!

however--

Lin Fengmian neither dodged nor avoided.

He simply threw a single punch to meet the attack!

"boom!"

The two fists collided, and a visible shockwave exploded outwards!

Yan Xuanfeng's expression changed drastically!

He felt an overwhelming force coming from the opponent's fist, which he couldn't resist at all!

"Bang!"

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground ten feet away, creating a shallow crater!

"Cough cough cough—"

Yan Xuanfeng struggled to his feet, covered in dust and dirt, with a trace of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He stared wide-eyed at Lin Fengmian, his face filled with disbelief:

"This...this is impossible! No one in this manor is my match!"

Lin Fengmian withdrew his fist, shook his hand, and twitched his lips:

"Young Master, you are in your own residence; who would dare to be your match?"

"you--!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xuanfeng trembled with anger, but could not find any words to refute it.

He was invincible among his peers in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion because no one dared to really fight him!

Either you let him win, or you deliberately lose to him.

Little did he know, the outside world was completely different!

Lin Fengmian shook his head, too lazy to say anything more.

He flashed and appeared directly in front of Yan Xuanfeng, taking the jade token before Yan could react.

"What are you doing?!"

Yan Xuanfeng was shocked and tried to snatch it back, but found that the other party's hand was like an iron clamp and he couldn't pry it open at all!

Lin Fengmian looked at the numbers on the jade tablet with a smile—

53,000 points!

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness."

With a wave of his hand, the points were instantly deducted!

"you--!"

Yan Xuanfeng was so angry he almost vomited blood.

"Buzz—"

On the list of ten thousand demons, golden light shone brightly once again!

Lin Fengmian's points have directly exceeded 350,000, surpassing Jian Wuhen and taking the top spot!

The total points of the Hehuan Sect also jumped into the top three!

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

……

On the square.

When Zhennan King Yan Pojun saw this scene, he suddenly realized what was happening, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He took a deep breath, turned to look at the young master Yan Xuanqing beside him, and lowered his voice:

"Xuanqing, immediately issue my order to halt all planned operations!"

Yan Xuanqing was taken aback: "Father?"

Yan Pojun wiped the sweat from his brow, still shaken.

"This time, Father was naive. How could he so blatantly engage in such factionalism in front of the Xuan Tian Mirror and everyone else?"

He paused, his gaze falling on the figure in the blue robe, his tone complex:

"If it weren't for Yiyi's accidental actions that muddied the waters, our Zhennan Prince's Mansion would probably be in big trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xuanqing pondered for a moment before speaking:

"So, Father, does that mean Lin Fengmian... can be considered a benefactor of our Zhennan Prince's Mansion?"

Yan Pojun nodded, then shook his head:

"I guess so. I just don't know what's so charming about this kid that he can make Yiyi so infatuated."

He sighed, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

A daughter is like a tree that grows up and cannot be kept at home.

……

at the same time.

On the Hehuan Sect's side, the argument had already escalated to a fever pitch.

The two senior disciples argued heatedly, their faces flushed and spittle flying everywhere.

"This...this is outrageous!" A white-bearded elder covered his face, heartbroken. "This brat is utterly disgracing our Joyful Union Sect!"

Another elder chimed in, "Exactly! They rose to power entirely through women; they'll likely become a laughingstock throughout the entire Southern Region!"

"The prestigious Hehuan Sect actually resorts to such methods to improve its ranking. If word gets out..."

"That's enough!"

A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out, interrupting their discussion.

The Crimson Lotus Immortal sat upright on the high platform, her phoenix eyes slightly raised as she glanced at the two of them.

His gaze was indifferent, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

The two elders immediately fell silent, not daring to say another word.

True Person Honglian withdrew her gaze and looked back at the Xuan Tian Mirror.

She doesn't care about these empty titles.

What she cared about was Lin Fengmian's personal safety being drawn into the power struggle.

After all, the Hehuan Sect achieved a commendable third place this time.

When was it ever that I wasn't at the bottom?

In every secret realm trial, the Hehuan Sect always ranks last, and can only rely on sending Daoist partners to other sects to obtain some cultivation resources.

Those with better talent become Daoist partners, while those with less talent can only become cultivation vessels.

If this continues, the sect will suffer from a lack of successors and will decline further.

Lin Fengmian's leading the sect into the top three this time gave her hope for the sect's rise!

She gazed at the spirited figure in the mirror, a complex light flickering in her beautiful eyes.