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

I'm not the only one having these wild thoughts. Don't you have them too?

He could only respectfully reply, "This disciple understands."

Honglian's tone turned serious, "According to reports from my Hehuan Sect's informants, many of the most talented disciples from various sects, as well as numerous nobles and princes, have decided to kill you. If you are defeated in tomorrow's arena defense, remember to concede immediately and do not be reckless."

Lin Fengmian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought it was something important, but it turned out it was just about this.

He was well aware that he had many enemies, but what could he do when he was naturally attracted to women?

Since we can't avoid it, we can only deal with it as it comes.

Lin Fengmian called it "crossing the peach blossom tribulation"!

However, not wanting Honglian to worry, he obediently agreed, "This disciple will remember Master Uncle's teachings."

After saying this, he prepared to take his leave.

Honglian suddenly turned around as if out of control, blurting out, "Junior Nephew, wait!"

Lin Fengmian paused, a renewed sense of hope rekindling in his heart.

Is there really a special reward?

A flicker of panic crossed Honglian's face as she quickly tried to cover it up, saying, "Thank you so much for your pure Yang essence, Junior Nephew. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to suppress the coldness in my body."

Lin Fengmian's lips curled slightly as he smoothly continued the conversation.

"Uncle-Master, you're too kind. If your cold symptoms flare up again in the future, I'm always ready to help."

Upon hearing this,

Upon hearing this, Honglian's pretty face flushed crimson, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

"I...I'm not feeling well, please go back first, junior disciple."

Lin Fengmian's lips curled slightly, and he understood.

Honglian wanted it, but couldn't let go of her senior uncle's airs.

After Lin Fengmian left,

Honglian gently stroked her burning cheeks, her heart pounding like a drum.

Actually, her special invitation to Lin Fengmian to come and remind him of safety was just an excuse.

That unspeakable selfishness ultimately succumbed to reason.

On the contrary, Lin Fengmian's heart was aroused by Honglian's subtle teasing.

He had just returned to his room when he saw a beautiful figure already waiting inside.

"Junior Brother Lu, you're back?"

Xiao Xiyue sat upright on the edge of the bed, her beautiful eyes like water.

"Senior Sister Leng?" Lin Fengmian's eyes lit up.

Xiao Xiyue pursed her lips slightly, a blush rising on her cheeks:

"Junior brother, you've worked hard defending the arena today... How about your senior sister helps you recover your cultivation?"

These words were like a fuse being lit. Lin Fengmian could no longer hold back and waved his hand to set up several restrictions, completely isolating the room.

As the light veil on Xiao Xiyue's body slowly slipped off, it revealed a face of unparalleled beauty and a graceful figure.

She gently raised her hand, her fingertips tracing circles on Lin Fengmian's chest, her eyes sparkling with charm.

Can anyone think of,

The usually dignified and composed senior sister has such a pure and alluring side in private!

How could Lin Fengmian possibly hold back?

He immediately activated the "Yin Yang Creation Technique" and began an exhilarating cultivation session with his senior sister.

By the time the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, three years had passed!

After three times, Xiao Xiyue nestled in Lin Fengmian's arms, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom.

"Junior brother, my cultivation has improved considerably; it seems I'm almost at the Pseudo-Core stage. Your dual cultivation technique is truly profound!"

She was both surprised and delighted.

She originally thought she would have to cultivate diligently for several more years before reaching the False Core realm, but unexpectedly, after several dual cultivation sessions with Lin Fengmian, she made rapid progress.

Lin Fengmian gently stroked her hair, looking at her beautiful face: "It's good that I can help my senior sister."

He smiled to himself, thinking, "This senior sister is truly my most considerate partner on my path of cultivation. We each get what we need and progress together; such a relationship is quite pure."

The two did not finish their cultivation until the sky began to lighten.

Xiao Xiyue looked radiant. She straightened her clothes and left quietly with a shy expression.

Lin Fengmian felt the surging spiritual energy within his body. Yesterday's consumption had been fully recovered, and his cultivation had even reached a new level.

This dual cultivation method is indeed more effective than any elixir or medicine!

In the early morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the carved windows.

Lin Fengmian sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling the surging spiritual power within his body, a helpless smile appearing on his lips.

Last night's "cultivation" truly benefited him greatly.

Xiao Xiyue's cultivation has improved significantly, and she is only one step away from reaching the False Core stage. He himself has also faintly touched the threshold of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

only……

Lin Fengmian opened his eyes, looked at the mess he had made of the bedding on the bed, and gently shook his head.

"Could it be that my path of cultivation is truly bound to this?"

He was both amused and exasperated.

As a transmigrator with a pure Yang body that is rare to find in a thousand years and all five spiritual roots, how did I end up on this "path of no return"?

Lin Fengmian was somewhat unwilling, so he took out a handful of pills from his storage bag and stuffed them into his mouth.

Foundation Building Pill, Spirit Nourishing Pill, Qi Recovery Pill...

Various pills, like candy beans, popped and fell into his mouth.

however--

Once those pills entered the body, they vanished into the meridians as if they had disappeared into the sea.

Not even a ripple was stirred.

The spiritual energy in his dantian remained completely still.

Lin Fengmian's lips twitched, and he took out another handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

It remains the same.

Take it out again.

Stuff it again.

It's still the same!

"..." Lin Fengmian fell silent.

He looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand, and then felt the stagnant spiritual energy within his body. Finally, he resigned himself to his fate.

"Five spiritual roots... truly the most useless physique in all of history."

He sighed deeply, leaned against the headboard, stared at the ceiling, and looked utterly despondent.

"Even a genius like me can only rely on dual cultivation when faced with this situation."

The Pure Yang Holy Body combined with the Five Spiritual Roots sounds impressive, and it truly is impressive—its total spiritual power is several times that of its peers, and its foundation is terrifyingly solid.

The problem is that the speed at which one's cultivation level increases is also several times slower than others of the same level.

While others can break through a minor realm with just one Foundation Establishment Pill, he might not even feel anything after eating a hundred.

Others may be able to establish a foundation after three years of secluded cultivation, but he might not even be able to touch the threshold after thirty years of arduous cultivation.

The more Lin Fengmian thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed.

"This road... isn't actually unusable."

He muttered to himself, his mind filled with images of Nangong Li, Xiao Xiyue, Chu Qingyi, Honglian… one after another, exquisitely beautiful faces.

"But first, I need to develop an indestructible body..."

"You have to be patient!"

Lin Fengmian clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Since Heaven has closed a door for him, he'll open a window himself!

Let's practice dual cultivation then!

Who's afraid of who!

……

The sky was beginning to lighten with the first light of dawn.

Lin Fengmian walked out of the room feeling refreshed and stretched.

The morning light shone on him, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes exuding an otherworldly air.

As soon as he came out, he attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard.

Chu Qingyi stood under the corridor, her beautiful eyes filled with sorrow and resentment.

Last night, Lin Fengmian and Xiao Xiyue were entwined in the room. With the strength of her spiritual sense, how could she not know?

Whenever she saw this nemesis acting like that with other women, she felt an unbearable pang of bitterness in her heart.

She couldn't help but recall that night with him... and the several times they had been so passionate.