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

She originally researched the information simply to learn about this suddenly emerging dark horse and see if she could win him over to gain his support.

But when she saw the words "Pure Yang Holy Body" and the other party's performance in the Myriad Demon Secret Realm today—

Her heart began to flutter uncontrollably.

Could there really be such a wonderful man in this world?

Yan Qingluan murmured to herself, her slender hands involuntarily tightening their grip on the jade tube in her hand.

A figure in a green robe appeared in her mind.

He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a cynical smile playing on his lips.

That aura, that grace...

Unlike those cunning old foxes in the imperial court, and also unlike that one in the Crown Prince's residence...

She bit her lip, a hint of regret flashing in her beautiful eyes.

If I had known there were such men in the world, I would never have come to this palace!

To waste one's precious youth guarding such a useless crown prince!

Every night, I am alone in my empty room, facing the cold moonlight. Who can know the loneliness and emptiness in my heart?

She took a deep breath, looked out at the night sky, and a resolute glint flashed in her phoenix eyes.

Such a beautiful jade should not be allowed to simply fade away.

The emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty once told her that chaos was imminent in the southern borderlands, and that she did not need to stay by the crown prince's side all the time; whether she stayed or left was up to her own wishes.

If the Yan Family Fortress wants to save itself, the other party might just be the solution...

Yan Qingluan stood up, her dress swaying slightly, revealing a section of her fair and jade-like calves.

She walked to the window, gazing at the moonlight outside, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Lin Fengmian...

I'll remember you.

……

at the same time.

The residence of the Hehuan Sect.

In Lin Fengmian's room.

Just now, Lin Fengmian refused Xiao Xiyue's "invitation to cultivate".

The reason is simple—the ring battle is tomorrow, and if I indulge myself tonight, my legs will probably be weak tomorrow.

Although Lin Fengmian prided himself on his abundant energy, he couldn't afford to waste it like this.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, feeling extremely depressed.

It wasn't because of anything else.

But -

"Why……"

Lin Fengmian sighed, looking at the table full of treasures, but he had no interest in them at all.

At that moment, he was like a child walking into a candy store, looking at all the candies but not knowing which one to eat first.

He started counting on his fingers, taking stock of the female confidantes around him.

My first wife, Nangong Li, is currently far away in the spirit world, so naturally I must find her.

She was his official Daoist partner, and one of the women he trusted most. Although she was proud and aloof, she was never ambiguous when it mattered.

This must be ranked first.

Chu Qingyi...

Lin Fengmian pictured that aloof and stunningly beautiful face, and that exquisitely shapely figure.

After all, it's an ex you've rekindled, so there's still a certain psychological barrier to getting back together with them.

But he had to admit that the woman was indeed to his aesthetic sensibilities.

Moreover... she has changed her mind, remains chaste, and is truly sincere towards him.

It would be a pity to give up now.

Lin Fengmian scratched his head in confusion.

As for his stunningly beautiful martial aunt, Honglian…

Lin Fengmian felt a pang of nostalgia as he recalled the madness he had shared with the other person that night.

The opponent truly lived up to his reputation as a powerful expert at the Pseudo-Infant level; the sensation was indeed unforgettable.

That graceful figure, those passionate eyes, that voice that makes one blush and their heart race...

Lin Fengmian swallowed hard, quickly suppressing the thought.

No, no, that's my senior uncle, I have to show him respect!

Moreover, the other party's identity is special, and it's unknown when the next unlock will be available.

We have to take it slowly, we can't rush it.

As for Xiao Xiyue...

Lin Fengmian's lips curled into a smile.

This senior sister was the one I practiced with the most. She was very gentle and kind. Even if I made some unreasonable requests, she would try her best to fulfill them.

Yes, she's a good senior sister.

Suitable for filling empty moments in ordinary times.

Su Zhenzhen, that troublemaker...

Lin Fengmian thought of that pretty little face and that plump, soft body, and secretly made plans in his heart.

I'll teach her a lesson sooner or later and show her what a real man is.

But now is not the time; that girl is still young and needs to be raised further.

As for Princess Yan Yiyi...

Lin Fengmian shook his head.

She's still a little girl who hasn't fully grown up yet; she needs to develop further. We'll talk about it when she's fully grown.

I need to work on my brain.

"Oh right, and there's also Caiyue..."

Lin Fengmian felt a surge of tenderness in his heart when he thought of the little girl who always wore colorful clothes and sweetly called him "Brother Fengmian".

That girl was genuinely good to me, asking for nothing in return, and giving silently.

Such people should not be let down.

Lin Fengmian looked helpless, clutched his head, and sighed deeply.

I used to envy the emperor for being able to choose his concubines, but now I realize it was a sweet torture!

So many beauties, each one a peerless beauty, even if Lin Fengmian were divided into eight parts, it wouldn't be enough!

"Sigh... I can't exactly call them all to bed!"

Lin Fengmian frowned slightly, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and then he smiled wickedly with excitement.

But soon he shook his head, banishing the absurd thought from his mind.

No, no, that would be too beastly.

Although... it doesn't seem like it's impossible?

The carefree smile on his face gradually faded, and a rare seriousness appeared in his eyes:

"However, since I've attracted these suitors, I, Lin Fengmian, am by no means a heartless person. With great power comes great responsibility, and I need to work on my time management skills!"

He clenched his fist, a determined glint in his eyes.

It's just a few women!

I, Lin Fengmian, can't handle this?

……

Silent all night.

After a night's rest, everyone was in high spirits.

As dawn broke, the Hehuan Sect group, led by True Person Honglian, arrived once again at the central square of the royal city.

The square is more lively than ever today.

Although fewer than two hundred disciples participated in the second round of the competition, the number of onlookers was several times greater than in the first round!

The crowds were immense, so large that it was impossible to move.

Countless cultivators flocked from all directions, eager to witness this grand event of the Southern Region sects.

On the high platform, the Seventh Prince Yan Jiuxiao stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a brocade robe, exuding an extraordinary air.

He looked around, his voice booming:

"I hereby declare the second round of the Southern Region Sect Competition—the contest to defend the title—officially open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in cheers!

"The rules for defending the title are simple!" the Seventh Prince continued, "Fists and kicks have no eyes, life and death are irrelevant; surrendering saves your life!"

The rules are as follows:

He paused, then said loudly:

"With fewer than two hundred participants, the order of defending the title was determined by drawing lots. There are ten arenas in total, and the first ten contestants to draw lots will become the first-round champions. The remaining contestants will challenge the arenas in the order drawn."

"After each battle, the winner remains on the stage to accept the challenge of the next challenger."