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

At the edge of Huangji Pool, undercurrents surged.

Those disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Heavenly Demon Sect, hidden among the crowd, were now staring intently at the blurry figure deep in the pool with sinister eyes.

Some of them had already moved silently toward the edge of the pool, their fingertips gleaming with a faint spiritual light.

They have been waiting for this moment for far too long.

During the Grand Competition of Prodigies, Lin Fengmian single-handedly overwhelmed all the heroes, trampling the prodigies of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Heavenly Demon Sect, and Xuan Tian Holy Land under his feet.

Such humiliation was an utter disgrace to them, who were always so arrogant and haughty. If they could seize this opportunity to nip this person in the bud during his Core Formation process…

However, just as those people were about to approach the edge of the pool—

An extremely cold and awe-inspiring pressure swept out like an invisible giant wave!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The three cultivators near the pool groaned simultaneously, as if struck by an invisible hand, and were sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground several feet away, spitting out blood!

"Those who cross the line shall die."

Chu Qingyi remained standing quietly on the shore, not even glancing back. But the oppressive aura she had released just moments before caused everyone present to change their expressions drastically!

The terrifying pressure was as if an ancient beast that had been sleeping had opened its eyes, and a single glance was enough to crush all ants!

Nascent Soul Old Monster!

The way everyone looked at Chu Qingyi changed. The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Heavenly Demon Sect who had been secretly plotting something just moments before were now deathly pale and dared not make the slightest move.

But their mouths never stopped.

"Hmph, this Lin Fengmian is truly an idiot! Could it be that he got lucky and won first place in the Heavenly Pride Competition, and that's given him such confidence? His rush to form his core is bound to result in a worthless ninth-grade core!"

"Fellow Daoist, you truly overestimate him. I've already inquired about him; he possesses five spiritual roots! He's destined never to form his core! He might just have his meridians ruptured and drown in this Imperial Pool in a moment!"

"Oh—no wonder this person is so strong, it's because of their five elemental roots! Every advantage has its disadvantages! Although this person's strength far surpasses others of the same level, it is precisely because of the limitations of these five elemental roots that they are destined to have no chance of becoming a Core Formation cultivator!"

Amidst the jeers and jeers from all around, those cultivators with lower levels of cultivation dared not make a direct move, so they vented their jealousy and resentment with words.

Upon hearing this, Liu Shiyin's cheeks puffed up with anger, her beautiful eyes widened, and she turned around to confront those people.

"What are you saying! Lin Fengmian—"

However, she had just taken a step when Chu Qingyi stopped her with her hand.

"Ignore them."

Chu Qingyi's voice was calm as still water, her gaze remaining fixed on the depths of the pool:

"Once the core is successfully formed, some people will naturally be silenced."

Liu Shiyin bit her lip, still resentful, but obediently retreated. However, her clenched fists clearly showed she was still holding back her anger.

Just then—

Suddenly, a sound of wind and thunder came from the horizon!

Everyone looked up and saw a streak of light rushing towards them from afar, arriving in an instant. The light faded, revealing two figures.

The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in a python robe, with a dignified face and extraordinary bearing, exuding the aura of someone who had long held a high position. Behind him followed a little girl of about seven or eight years old, her big eyes darting around excitedly.

"It's the Prince of Zhennan!"

"Why is the Prince of Zhennan here?"

A murmur arose from the crowd.

The Prince of Zhennan ignored the stares and walked straight to the edge of the pond, giving Chu Qingyi a slight nod in greeting. Chu Qingyi returned the greeting with a slight bow.

The little girl, however, broke free from her father's hand and skipped to the edge of the pool. She cupped her hands into a megaphone shape and shouted loudly into the water:

"Brother Fengmian! Where are you? Yiyi is here to cheer you on!"

The sound was clear and loud, carrying the unique innocence of a child, echoing around the spacious Huangji Pond.

The Prince of Zhennan quickly stepped forward, pulled his daughter back, and chuckled softly:

"Yiyi, be quiet. You can't disturb her when she's forming her core."

Yan Yiyi suddenly realized what was happening and quickly covered her mouth with her small hands, but her big eyes were still staring at the pool water with bright eyes, full of anticipation.

However, before things could quiet down for even a moment, another clear voice rang out from behind the crowd:

"Lin Fengmian! I've come to see you!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl in a pale yellow dress skipping and hopping towards them. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pretty face and a charming, innocent look in her eyes.

"Zhenzhen!"

Behind her, a woman dressed in an elegant long dress quickly caught up, reached out and grabbed her wrist, her tone tinged with helplessness:

"You need to be quiet when you're forming your core! Have you forgotten what I told you?"

Su Zhenzhen then realized her rashness, quickly stuck out her tongue, and obediently stood beside her mother. But her eyes remained fixed on the pool water, full of anticipation and nervousness.

Chu Qingyi's lips twitched slightly as she watched this scene.

Lin Fengmian just formed his Golden Core, and so many fairies came to cheer him on?

Xiao Xiyue, Yun Caiyue, Yan Yiyi, Su Zhenzhen... and Xia Qingcheng, who was hidden in the corner of the crowd, her face veiled but whose unparalleled beauty was still undeniable...

Chu Qingyi suddenly felt unsure of what to say.

She sighed softly, her gaze falling on the figure deep in the pool. Her red lips moved slightly, and she uttered something silently.

"As long as... you're happy."

Not far from her, Honglian was also watching this scene, a complex look flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Her little nemesis is now surrounded by young and beautiful women, each one stunning and unique. She, as his martial aunt, is almost forgotten in comparison.

but……

A slight smile played on her lips, and a mischievous glint flashed in her eyes.

It doesn't matter. After all, she was the first one to cultivate with him. This kind of relationship is something those young girls can't compare to.

On the other side of the pool, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect watched this scene with envy on their faces, but they were all puzzled.

What's so great about Lin Fengmian? Why are even the daughter of the Prince of Zhennan and the little princess of the Su family so close to him?

Some people couldn't help but say sourly:

"Hmph, wait until he fails to form his core and drowns in this pool, then let's see how you still adore him!"

"Exactly! A piece of trash with only five spiritual roots dares to say he's worthy—"

Before the words were finished—

"Buzz—!!!"

A dazzling golden light suddenly shot up from the depths of the pool!

The light was so dazzling, as if a blazing sun was rising from the bottom of the pool, turning the whole world into gold!