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

Lin Fengmian returned to his room, closed the door, set up a few simple protective barriers, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

He had a lot of information to process from what happened at the banquet today.

Chu Qingyi is the Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect, a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator.

Crown Princess Yan Qingluan threw herself into his arms in public, intending to trick him into joining her scheme.

And then there's Li Cheng, who keeps clamoring in his sea of ​​consciousness for Soul-Nourishing Wood.

Lin Fengmian rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

"It seems that a trip to Yan Family Fort is unavoidable."

He sat cross-legged on the couch and began to seriously consider the matter.

Firstly, the Soul-Nourishing Wood was indeed something he urgently needed.

The mysterious woman in the jade tube has not appeared since she helped him suppress Li Cheng last time.

Lin Fengmian vaguely felt that the other party had expended a large amount of divine soul power to help him and had fallen into a deep sleep.

If we could find a Soul-Nourishing Wood to nurture her soul, it might help her awaken sooner.

Moreover, that mysterious woman knew far too many secrets—her mother's background, the teleportation array in the spirit world, and many other secrets that even Li Cheng didn't know.

For both emotional and rational reasons, Lin Fengmian had to find a way to save her.

What's more, that old fellow Li Cheng is also howling in his sea of ​​consciousness every day, saying things like "I can't hold on much longer," "I've waited for thousands of years," "My good young friend, you must go!"...

Although Lin Fengmian was sharp-tongued and often threatened to subject Li Cheng to the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty, he knew very well what was going on in his mind—

This old man may be unreliable, but he's got a lot to offer.

If he were to be completely destroyed, where would I find another encyclopedia that has lived for thousands of years?

Secondly...

A playful smile appeared on Lin Fengmian's lips.

According to Yan Qingluan, she also had a younger sister who was exceptionally beautiful and gentle in nature.

The younger sister who was specifically mentioned by the Crown Princess must be quite remarkable.

"Going to Yan Family Fortress will allow me to obtain the Soul-Nourishing Wood and also catch a glimpse of beautiful women. It's not a bad deal."

Lin Fengmian comforted himself in this way, then temporarily suppressed those romantic thoughts and took out the jade slip given to him by Crown Princess Yan Qingluan.

The jade slip felt cool to the touch, with a delicate texture and a faint, pleasant fragrance, clearly indicating that it was something worn close to the body.

Lin Fengmian ran his fingertips along the surface of the jade slip, sighing inwardly:

"Yan Qingluan, you woman, you're determined to drag me down with you even in death."

He took a deep breath, placed the jade slip on his forehead, and slowly probed it with his divine sense.

The next moment, a flood of information rushed into his mind.

The information about the Soul-Nourishing Wood clearly emerged.

This wood is extremely rare. Legend has it that it was created by a powerful cultivator in ancient times by watering it with his own essence. It can nourish the soul, repair damage to the soul, and even allow a remnant soul to reassemble and be brought back to life.

And in the Yan family ancestral hall, there happens to be a small piece of soul-nourishing wood.

Although it's only the size of a thumb, you probably can't find another one like it in Qingzhou.

Lin Fengmian was overjoyed and continued reading.

However, when he saw the conditions for entering the Yan family ancestral hall, the smile on his face instantly froze.

"Is it true that only women from the Yan family can be married and enshrined in the ancestral hall?"

Lin Fengmian couldn't help but curse aloud, slamming his hand on the bed in anger:

"You bastard Yan Qingluan! Even on your deathbed, you're trying to tie the Yan family to me!"

The jade slip contains everything clearly.

The Yan family ancestral hall is the resting place of the Yan family's ancestors. It is heavily protected by array formations and restrictions, and only members of the Yan family and their legal wives are allowed to enter.

If outsiders trespass, they will trigger the restrictions and attract the full force of the temple's guardian elders to kill them.

In other words, if he wants to obtain the Soul-Nourishing Wood, he must first marry a woman from the Yan family.

"That woman is incredibly cunning!"

Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth, feeling both angry and amused.

On the surface, Yan Qingluan was asking him to take care of the Yan family, but in reality, she had already anticipated this step—the Yan family was currently in dire straits and desperately needed a powerful backer.

As a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and with powerful figures like Chu Qingyi and Nangong Li backing him up, it was naturally an excellent choice.

Once you marry a woman from the Yan family, you will become their son-in-law, sharing both honor and disgrace, rising and falling together.

"This is fucking like we've been forced onto a pirate ship!"

Lin Fengmian rubbed his temples, feeling a sudden headache.

What troubled him even more was the last message Yan Qingluan left on the jade slip—

"Young Master, Qingluan knows this request is excessive, but she has no other choice. The Crown Prince is tyrannical, and Qingluan's life is as fragile as a floating weed. Her death is not a pity, but I fear it will bring disaster upon her maternal clan. I urge you to leave Nanli Royal City as soon as possible and head to Yan Family Fortress. If you delay, things may change, and your life may be in danger."

Is his life in danger?

Lin Fengmian frowned slightly.

What exactly did Yan Qingluan find out?

Or is it that the Crown Prince is already preparing to make a move against her?

As for the so-called "delay will lead to changes", does it mean that the Crown Prince is going to take action against the Yan family, or... does it mean something else?

Lin Fengmian had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for the time being.

Just then, Li Cheng's anxious voice echoed in his mind:

"Young friend! My dear young friend! You absolutely must go to Yan Family Fortress! Marry the Crown Princess's younger sister! I've waited for thousands of years, and I really can't hold on any longer!"

Li Cheng's voice was choked with sobs, like someone who was about to die of thirst seeing a bottle of water.

Lin Fengmian rolled his eyes in annoyance and retorted:

"Shut up! What's with the rush? You want to sacrifice my lifelong happiness? You'll have to see if the girl is even willing!"

Li Cheng immediately shut his mouth. Recalling the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Qing Dynasty, he could only huddle in the corner of his mind with a wronged and resentful expression.

This ancient relic, who had lived for thousands of years, was now filled with grief and indignation—

How did I end up with such a guy?

If it were anyone else, they would have treated me like an ancestor!

That kid is something else, always wanting to put me in torture devices!

Lin Fengmian ignored Li Cheng's incessant mutterings, stroking his chin with a hint of amusement in his eyes:

"But speaking of which, the Crown Princess must be quite a beauty to have her younger sister specifically mentioned, right?"

He shook his head violently and patted his cheeks:

"No! I'm here to find the Soul-Nourishing Wood! Yes, finding the Soul-Nourishing Wood is the real business! I can also take care of my personal problems while I'm at it—a win-win situation!"

After comforting himself for a while, Lin Fengmian had a thought, and with a flash, he disappeared from the room.

The next moment, he found himself in the spiritual spring space.

White mist swirled, and spiritual energy surged like a tide.

A rich, almost tangible spiritual energy wafts over you, making you feel relaxed and refreshed, and opening your pores.

Lin Fengmian took a deep breath, walked to the spirit spring, sat down cross-legged, and began to take stock of the cultivation resources in his storage ring.