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

When Lin Fengmian saw that Nangong Li was risking his life for him, rushing over even covered in blood, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

Although this woman is usually arrogant, aloof, and unpredictable,

But she truly cared about herself.

He had no time to think about these things at that moment.

The swords of the two men in black were already upon them!

His spiritual energy was now completely suppressed by the golden light of the Taixiao Mirror.

He couldn't even activate the talismans in his storage bag, and could only watch helplessly as the shadow of death descended.

He desperately circulated his spiritual energy, trying to break through that invisible barrier, but how could a Qi Refining stage cultivator like him withstand the power of the talisman?

The golden light pressed down like a mountain, yet remained completely still.

The man in black drew closer, his sinister grin growing increasingly menacing.

Lin Fengmian watched the sword tip getting closer and closer, but his heart was surprisingly calm.

He was always a carefree person, and in his past life, when he crashed into a truck, he was just like that—there was no time to react, no time to be afraid.

But this life has some regrets.

"Go to hell!"

The man in black shouted sharply, his sword tip aimed straight at Lin Fengmian's brow!

The sword's edge was only an inch from his eyes—

"Let's see who dares!"

A calm voice suddenly rang out.

The voice wasn't loud, it could even be described as understated, but the five men in black present were struck as if by lightning!

They felt as if their hearts were being gripped by an invisible hand, pounding wildly, and their legs were trembling uncontrollably!

"Thump—" "Thump—"

Five muffled thuds rang out in succession, and the five men in black knelt down in unison, trembling like leaves, not daring to lift their heads!

"Such overwhelming pressure! Senior, please spare my life..."

The leader of the men in black clenched his teeth and managed to squeeze out a few words.

In the distance, Nangong Li was also shocked, her beautiful eyes filled with horror as she looked up.

A black figure hovered silently in mid-air.

The man was dressed in a black robe, his face obscured by a hood, making his features impossible to discern. He carried a long, jet-black sword in his arms.

He was like an ancient iceberg, radiating a suffocating chill.

More importantly, there's the oppressive aura emanating from the other party!

Nangong Li's pupils contracted slightly.

She knew very well that this person was definitely not her Nangong family's Golden Core guard!

Moreover... the pressure emanating from him was several times stronger than that of her Core Formation stage elder!

This is not the Core Formation stage...

This is... the Golden Core!

A true Golden Core cultivator!

It's important to understand that the path a cultivator takes from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation is fraught with countless difficulties and dangers.

Most people can only find a suitable demon core to form a fake core, and then never make any further progress in their lives.

Above the pseudo-core cultivators, only a few exceptionally talented individuals can truly form their core!

And only a tiny minority of the minority.

Only those who condense a Golden Core of Grade Three or higher are qualified to be called Golden Core True Persons!

That's... someone who has the potential to break through to the Nascent Soul stage!

Who is this person?

Why did they suddenly appear here? And why did they save them?

A storm raged within Nangong Li, and for a moment he forgot the pain of his wounds.

In mid-air, the man in black robes remained motionless.

He merely lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the five people kneeling on the ground, and then looked at the black longsword in his arms.

next moment--

"bass--"

The sword was slightly drawn from its sheath, and a clear, melodious sword cry resounded throughout the mountains and forests!

There was no sword light, no spiritual energy fluctuation, and not even any hint of killing intent.

But the five men in black kneeling on the ground all changed their expressions at the same time!

"Please spare me, senior!"

"We were blind!"

"Senior, we have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise!"

The five men, who had been so arrogant just moments before, were now kneeling on the ground, desperately kowtowing. The sound of their foreheads hitting the ground was loud and clear, and they didn't care about the blood splattering everywhere.

They knew very well that they didn't even have the right to run away from such a being!

However, once that sword cry faded, it was all over.

The five men's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt halt.

The next moment, five heads fell to the ground simultaneously!

Blood gushed out, staining the green grass in the mountains and forests red.

Lin Fengmian felt the invisible pressure around him suddenly dissipate.

The golden light of the Taixiao Mirror also disappeared, and the ancient talisman, having lost its support, fluttered back to the ground.

He gasped for breath a few times, then suddenly turned around and rushed toward the purple figure not far away.

"Li'er!"

He caught the swaying Nangong Li, looking at the deep, bone-revealing wounds on her body.

Looking at her pale face, I felt a pang of pain in my heart.

"Are you alright?" His voice was strained. "Thank goodness your guards arrived in time..."

Nangong Li leaned against him, feeling the warmth from his chest, and an indescribable sweetness welled up in her heart.

This man... truly cares about her.

But she gently shook her head, a hint of seriousness flashing in her beautiful eyes:

"My lord... this man is not one of my guards."

"Um?"

Lin Fengmian was startled and looked up at the black figure in mid-air.

The person remained suspended there, motionless, as if he had no intention of leaving or speaking.

Lin Fengmian composed himself, clasped his hands in a fist and said:

"Thank you for your help, senior! May I ask who you are...?"

He quickly calculated in his mind.

If this person is not a guard of the Nangong family, then why did he save me?

Beneath the hood, the man in black seemed to move his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

But the next moment——

"Whoosh—!"

With a whooshing sound, the figure in black robes transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the horizon in an instant!

Lin Fengmian was stunned.

They're... gone?

Nangong Li also looked completely bewildered.

However, she couldn't think too much about it at the moment. The pain from her wounds made her groan softly.

Lin Fengmian snapped out of his daze and quickly helped her steady herself.

"Don't move, let me stop the bleeding first."

He deftly took out healing pills from his storage bag.

He fed her the medicine, then tore off the hem of his robe and carefully bandaged her wound.

Nangong Li leaned on his shoulder, looking at his focused profile, and the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up slightly.

Although it hurt, my heart felt warm.

After treating his injuries, Lin Fengmian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up, strode over to the five corpses, and with a wave of his hand, collected all five people's storage bags.

He went back to the fallen talisman and bent down to pick it up.

On the ancient talisman, the three small ancient seal characters "Taixiao Mirror" can be faintly seen.

The spiritual light on the talisman had dimmed considerably, indicating that the attack just now had consumed a great deal of energy.

"A talisman..." A fiery glint flashed in Lin Fengmian's eyes.

This thing is a lifesaver!

Although it can only be used a few more times, it is enough to turn the tide of battle at crucial moments.

He carefully put the talisman away before returning to Nangong Li's side.

"Li'er, we need to find a place for you to heal your wounds."

Nangong Li nodded and was about to speak when a whooshing sound suddenly came from the horizon!

Lin Fengmian felt a chill and instinctively shielded Nangong Li behind him.