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

That feeling is still unforgettable.

But now, she can only watch from afar; even getting close has become a luxury.

Chu Qingyi lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and suppressed the sour feeling.

Honglian Zhenren stood by the window, her gaze occasionally drifting towards the figure in green robes.

She was feeling very conflicted at that moment.

She developed a strong interest in Lin Fengmian—after that night, she found herself unable to forget that little devil.

However, the two have different statuses; she is her senior sister-in-law, and he is her junior nephew.

Moreover, there's the connection with the Supreme Elder...

Honglian bit her lip, forcing herself to look away.

The more you want to get closer, the more you should deliberately stay away.

This caused her great distress.

Xiao Xiyue walked out of the room, her beautiful eyes sweeping over Lin Fengmian, a smile playing on her lips, clearly very satisfied with her performance last night.

Her cultivation improved significantly yesterday, and she is now only one step away from reaching the False Core stage.

All of this is thanks to this junior brother.

She was delighted, but didn't show it on her face. She simply nodded slightly at him and then looked away.

Liu Shiyin stood to the side, glancing at Lin Fengmian from time to time with a sweet smile.

She has always been oblivious when it comes to matters of the heart.

He felt very comfortable getting along with his junior brother Lin Fengmian; there was no burden or scheming involved.

Simple and easy, that's good.

As for those ambiguous feelings... she didn't even think about it that way.

Xiao Sheng stood in the corner of the courtyard, looking at Lin Fengmian surrounded by fairies, his eyes filled with envy.

He wished he could go up there right now and strangle Lin Fengmian to death so he could take his place!

On what grounds?

Why is this kid so powerful, and why are so many fairies adoring him?

Xiao Sheng, who was clearly also a leader of the Hehuan Sect, could only stand by and watch helplessly.

Xiao Sheng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, his heart burning with rage.

But soon, he lost heart again.

Because he realized... he really wasn't a match for Lin Fengmian.

……

Just as the group was preparing to set off—

"Lin Fengmian!"

A sweet, charming voice came from the courtyard gate.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a fiery red figure rushing in.

Su Zhenzhen wore a fiery red long dress, the hem of which swayed like flames, making her already bright face even more beautiful.

She rushed into the courtyard, grabbed Lin Fengmian's arm, and said breathlessly:

"Lin Fengmian, you'd better not go today!"

Lin Fengmian raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

Su Zhenzhen stamped her foot anxiously: "I heard from our Su family's spies that you're going to be targeted by all the major sects today! They've conspired to knock you off the stage!"

"Oh?" Lin Fengmian chuckled softly upon hearing this. "That's all?"

"That's it?!" Su Zhenzhen's eyes widened. "Are you stupid? They planned to cripple you!"

Lin Fengmian patted her hand and smiled, "Okay, I understand."

Su Zhenzhen stomped her feet in anger: "Lin Fengmian, you big bad guy! I came here out of kindness to remind you, and this is your attitude?!"

"Alright, alright." Lin Fengmian cupped his hands in thanks. "Thank you for your kind reminder, Miss Su. Is that alright now?"

"you--!"

Su Zhenzhen was so angry she couldn't speak; her cheeks puffed out, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, Master Honglian coughed lightly at the right moment:

"Alright, let's get going so we don't get late."

Su Zhenzhen snorted, released Lin Fengmian's arm, and turned to leave.

Before leaving, she turned back and glared at Lin Fengmian one last time:

"If you get beaten to death, I won't be here to collect your body!"

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

Lin Fengmian watched her retreating figure and shook his head helplessly.

This girl may be sharp-tongued, but she's actually quite caring.

……

The group composed themselves and headed towards the central square.

However, everyone was secretly making plans for today's competition.

Chu Qingyi thought to herself that if Lin Fengmian were in danger, she would definitely lend a helping hand.

Honglian Zhenren was thinking that if those sects went too far, she would personally intervene.

Xiao Xiyue, however, was easygoing and believed in Lin Fengmian's abilities.

When the crowd arrived at the central square, it was already bustling with activity.

The stands of all the various factions were packed, and discussions rose and fell.

The Seventh Prince, Yan Jiuxiao, ascended the high platform and announced the rules:

"The title defense matches will continue in the same order as yesterday! The rules remain unchanged: life or death is irrelevant; surrender ends the match!"

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

……

Soon, Lin Fengmian's first opponent appeared.

She was a woman dressed in white, with a long, plain white dress, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, and she held a long sword that gleamed coldly.

With her exquisite features and a cool, aloof demeanor, she resembled a fairy descended from the moon palace.

It was none other than Meng Qingxue, the female sword immortal of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

This woman's talent is second only to Jian Tianyi, making her a standout among the younger generation of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Her swordsmanship is superb.

She stood with her sword at her side, looking down at Lin Fengmian, her tone as cold as ice:

"Lin Fengmian, you have no chance of winning against my sword formation."

She paused, her thin lips parted slightly, her voice carrying an undeniable arrogance:

"I'm giving you two choices: admit defeat, or... have your cultivation crippled by this fairy."

You have three breaths to consider.

Upon hearing this—

Lin Fengmian was immediately amused.

This woman is quite good-looking, so why is she so arrogant?

He tilted his head and spoke lazily:

"Then I'll choose the third option."

Meng Qingxue frowned slightly: "What?"

Lin Fengmian's lips curled slightly as he spoke, word by word:

"I will...beat you down, Dream Fairy."

"Arrogant!"

Meng Qingxue's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent, and her aura suddenly surged!

She shouted, "Since you've chosen your own death, don't blame this fairy for being merciless with her sword!"

"This fairy will surely cripple you!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian's smile gradually faded.

He took a deep breath and finally couldn't help but swear:

"Screw you!"

He's had enough of these self-important guys!

They all came up and wanted to cripple him, as if he were a pushover that anyone could bully.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Fengmian's eyes.

Since you enjoy crippling cultivation so much, then let you taste what it's like to have your cultivation crippled in return!

"Come!"

He shouted in a deep voice, and his fist struck out like a dragon!

His blood and qi surged, and his Pure Yang Holy Body burst forth with a dazzling golden light, dyeing his skin with a faint golden hue!

The power of a second-tier body cultivator erupted without reservation!

Upon seeing this, Meng Qingxue merely gave a cold laugh.

She made a hand seal, and nine flying swords appeared in response, hovering above her head, their blades humming and their sword energy crisscrossing!

Nine flying swords simultaneously unleashed a dazzling cold light, intertwining and swirling in mysterious trajectories, instantly forming an exquisite sword formation!

"My God! The Dream Fairy can actually control nine flying swords!"

"This is the Nine Heavens Sword Formation of the Heavenly Sword Sect! It is said that once this sword formation is completed, its power is comparable to a full-force attack from a Golden Core stage cultivator!"