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

"Red Lotus...you've broken through?"

Her voice carried a hint of surprise, and a barely perceptible understanding. Her gaze swept between Honglian and Lin Fengmian, as if she understood something, but she didn't say anything, only nodding slightly.

"Alright, now that you've reached the mid-stage of the False Infant realm, our chances of escaping have increased considerably."

Chu Qingyi didn't say anything more. She took a deep breath and slowly stood up. A resolute glint flashed in her eyes, and she gently raised her hand—

A dazzling purple light emanated from her palm, transforming into a massive purple veil that grew longer in the wind, eventually floating above everyone's heads like a purple canopy.

That was her natal magic weapon, Purple Spirit Washing Silk!

Lin Fengmian looked at the purple gauze net and his heart skipped a beat.

He remembered very clearly that he had seen this magical artifact before.

It was driven by "Chu Qingyi in the Foundation Establishment stage".

Lin Fengmian's pupils contracted slightly.

He finally confirmed one thing—

The Supreme Elder Chu Qingyi and the Holy Maiden Chu Qingyi before us are the same person!

For some reason, she sealed her cultivation and transformed herself into a Foundation Establishment stage saintess, hiding her identity in the Hehuan Sect.

The "Holy Maiden of the Joyful Union Sect" who had taken her virginity by mistake was, from the very beginning, that high and mighty Supreme Elder!

Lin Fengmian's thoughts raced, and the previously scattered clues finally came together.

No wonder when she summoned me at the sect, she gave me cultivation techniques and a position, treating me with such kindness that it was unlike how she would treat an ordinary disciple.

He thought the other person wanted to possess him, or was simply attracted to his face...

Now it seems that's not the case at all.

Looking at that weak yet resolute figure, Lin Fengmian felt a pang of guilt for the first time.

Although this woman had taken the initiative to divorce him at the beginning, the care she later gave him was genuine and heartfelt.

She is indeed a good woman.

and--

Lin Fengmian stroked his chin and gave her a complicated look.

Her body... was indeed indescribably wonderful.

"Forget it, I'm a magnanimous young master, let's just put the past behind us."

He muttered to himself, temporarily suppressing those complicated thoughts, and his gaze became firm again.

"Come up quickly, prepare to return to the sect."

Chu Qingyi's voice was clear and urgent. She made a hand seal, and the Purple Spirit Silk Silk spread out behind her like a soft, resilient purple cloud carpet, just enough to accommodate everyone standing.

Without the slightest hesitation, Honglian immediately stepped forward and transferred the surging mid-stage pseudo-infant spiritual power within her body into Chu Qingyi's body without reservation.

As the two spiritual energies merged, Zi Ling Huan Sha's light suddenly surged, like a purple sun rising in the mansion!

Chu Qingyi's hand seals shifted, her aura suddenly surged, and she shouted:

"break!"

The Purple Spirit Washing Silk shone brightly, and an astonishing purple beam of light shot into the sky from the center of the silk net, crashing fiercely into the invisible barrier of light in the sky!

"boom--!"

A deafening roar erupted, and the entire sky seemed to tremble for a moment!

The barrier of light, which was jointly set up by the two Nascent Soul stage monsters, was actually torn open with a huge gap!

Purple light spread along the crack, widening the gap!

"Walk!"

At Chu Qingyi's command, Zi Ling Huan Sha, carrying everyone, shot out of the gap like an arrow, transforming into a purple streak of light and disappearing into the sky!

Behind them, the roars of the pursuers echoed:

"Fairies of the Joyful Union Sect, halt! You cannot escape!"

Several powerful auras rushed in from behind, led by several Core Formation cultivators, each exuding killing intent and releasing their pressure without any concealment.

But Lin Fengmian remained completely calm.

He didn't even bother to turn around.

Because he knew that Honglian would handle it very well.

Sure enough, before Chu Qingyi could make a move, Honglian had already gracefully turned around. She stood at the edge of Ziling Huansha, her skirt fluttering, her jade hand lightly raised.

The pure and vast fire-elemental spiritual power surged forth, converging into a scorching river of flames that swept towards the pursuers behind!

"boom--!"

The fiery river, like lava falling from the sky, instantly engulfed the Core Formation cultivators.

There were no screams, no struggles, not even a wisp of ember remained. They vanished into nothingness in the crimson flames, as if they had never existed.

One move to kill the enemy.

The power of the mid-stage of the false infant was fully revealed.

The two elders of the Hehuan Sect standing nearby were stunned, speechless for a long time. Their gazes toward Honglian were filled with shock and awe.

Elder Honglian...when did she become so strong?!

Honglian slowly withdrew from her stance, feeling the surging spiritual energy flowing within her body, her mind slightly focused. She could sense that the affinity between the spiritual energy of this world and her was much higher than before, as if the entire world was opening its arms to her.

And ahead—

Chu Qingyi's face paled slightly.

Forcibly urging Zi Ling Huan Sha to tear the restriction had clearly aggravated her old injuries. She could feel needle-like stinging pain in her meridians.

Her face beneath the veil was as pale as paper, but she did not stop, still desperately urging her magic weapon to its limit.

"Red Lotus, help me."

Honglian immediately stepped forward and once again infused her spiritual power into Ziling Huansha.

With her help, Chu Qingyi's pressure was greatly reduced, and her complexion improved slightly after taking a pill.

The spiritual silk transformed into a silver streak of light, its speed increasing dramatically.

The journey, which would normally take two or three days, was completed in just two days, bringing them to the territory of the Hehuan Sect.

When the familiar, continuous mountain range came into view, a sense of relief finally appeared in everyone's eyes.

Chu Qingyi's voice carried a hint of weariness, yet remained steady:

"arrive."

Standing atop the Purple Spirit Washing Silk, Lin Fengmian looked down at the familiar sect mountain range below, and finally let out a long breath.

He turned his head to look at Honglian beside him, then at the figure in front of him that, though weak, still stood tall, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Anyway...

My life has been saved.

Although the journey seemed peaceful on the surface, with Zi Ling carrying everyone through the sea of ​​clouds, the occasional hushed conversations of the elders and the sighs of relief from the disciples could be heard.

But Lin Fengmian knew very well that beneath this calm surface, undercurrents were surging.

The sky over Qingzhou has changed.

They traveled south, making two brief stops to rest along the way, and each time they heard rumors about the various sects and cultivation families.

It is said that in the past few days, many sects in Qingzhou that have a history with the Tianxing Alliance have responded to the call. On the surface, they maintain a neutral stance, but in secret they have begun to mobilize troops and form alliances.