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

It is Chu Qingyi.

Her voice clearly reached his ears through the sound transmission array, her tone unusually tense.

They were clearly afraid that he might act rashly and chase after them, falling into their ambush.

Lin Fengmian snapped out of his daze and glanced around—the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect and Yinshan Palace were scrambling and crawling backward.

Several Core Formation elders fled towards the flying boat without looking back, running faster than rabbits.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, but his hands did not stop.

The Nine Yang Divine Seal was activated once more, and a golden palm print, like a blazing sun falling, crashed down upon the enemy cultivators who had not yet had time to retreat.

It sent more than a dozen people flying, leaving a cloud of blood mist in the air.

Having done all this, he flashed through the light barrier of the formation like a wisp of smoke and landed steadily inside the formation.

Safe return.

The moment he landed, the coldness on his face vanished, replaced by an arrogant expression that was sure to infuriate anyone.

He turned around, hands on his hips, and shouted at the Heavenly Demon Sect, Yinshan Palace, and Heavenly Sword Sect cultivators who were retreating in disarray outside the formation:

"I'm telling you, is this all you've got? You dare to attack the Joyful Union Sect? Save your breath!"

"You're not very strong, but you're fast! If you ask me, you should switch to delivering messages; at least you're quick on your feet!"

The sound rolled and boomed, penetrating the great formation and clearly reaching the ears of the defeated soldiers.

Upon hearing this, the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect and Yinshan Palace who had fled in a sorry state turned ashen-faced and trembled with rage, yet dared not turn back.

When have they ever suffered such humiliation?

The combined forces of two great sects were mocked by a junior from the Hehuan Sect, yet they were powerless to do anything about it!

If it weren't for that mysterious man in black, how could they have been tricked to such an extent by a mere Core Formation cultivator?

Moreover, with a Nascent Soul stage elder presiding over the Hehuan Sect, they dared not use their respective sect's most treasured artifacts.

If such a powerful weapon were unleashed, and it provoked a full-scale counterattack from a Nascent Soul cultivator, none of them could bear the consequences.

Elder Tang gritted his teeth, turned around, and said angrily:

"You brat! Don't be so arrogant! We'll go and invite the two esteemed figures from the Heavenly Star Alliance right now! When they do, we'll raze your Hehuan Sect to the ground!"

Elder Du echoed with a gloomy face, "You just wait! Once the leaders of the Heavenly Star Alliance arrive, let's see how long you can remain arrogant!"

Although Elder Luo did not speak, his eyes were filled with a sinister killing intent.

Lin Fengmian didn't even lift his eyelids, merely waving his hand lazily, his tone completely indifferent:

"Fine! Go ahead and try! I'll be right here waiting for you! But—"

He paused, then the smile on his lips suddenly turned sharp:

"Listen up, you guys! If one comes, I'll kill one; if two come, I'll kill both! Don't blame me later for not warning you!"

After saying that, he turned around without looking back and walked towards the depths of the sect, leaving everyone with only a tall and arrogant back view.

Outside the formation, Elder Tang, Elder Du, and Elder Luo stood still, watching the figure in green robes gradually disappear into the distance. They trembled with anger, but could only stomp their feet to vent their rage.

"Let's go! Go and invite the leaders of the Heavenly Star Alliance!"

"I will not rest easy until this child is dead!"

The three gritted their teeth, each transforming into a streak of light and hurtling off into the distance.

At this moment, however, the Hehuan Sect was filled with jubilation.

As soon as Lin Fengmian stepped into the mountain gate, he was greeted with a thunderous roar of cheers.

The disciples, whose morale had been low due to the siege, were now all excited, their eyes filled with fervor and admiration as they looked at Lin Fengmian!

"Senior Brother Lin! Senior Brother Lin is too strong!"

"Senior Brother Lin has actually become a Core Formation cultivator! And he's so powerful right after reaching Core Formation! He single-handedly repelled several Core Formation elders!"

"He did it all by himself! He single-handedly beat those guys outside to a pulp!"

"Senior Brother Lin, what was that golden giant you summoned?! It was so cool! I want to learn it too!!"

Cheers and shouts rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire mountain gate. The female disciples' eyes lit up, wishing they could pounce on Lin Fengmian and surround him.

Standing on the high platform, Chu Qingyi looked down at the disciples whose fighting spirit had been rekindled and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The gloom that had hung over the sect due to the siege seemed to be completely dispelled by a ray of sunshine. Everyone's faces regained their radiance.

She couldn't help but look at the figure in the blue robe who was surrounded by the crowd, a complex tenderness flashing in her beautiful eyes.

All of this... is because of this nemesis.

If he hadn't taken out the array plate of the Yin-Yang Five Elements Zhou Tian Grand Array in time, the Hehuan Sect would probably have been breached long ago.

If he hadn't stepped forward and fought so fiercely today, the sect's morale wouldn't be so high.

In just a few months, he broke through from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation, and mastered such terrifying array formation skills and combat techniques.

Just how many secrets is this little rascal hiding?

She took a deep breath, gently raised her hand, and gestured for everyone to be quiet.

The boisterous cheers gradually subsided, and everyone's attention turned to her.

Chu Qingyi's gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Lin Fengmian, her voice clear and solemn:

"Today, Lin Fengmian has made a tremendous contribution to the sect. He single-handedly protected our Hehuan Sect from danger. Such merit deserves to be rewarded."

She paused, her voice rising slightly:

"I hereby declare—from this day forward, Lin Fengmian is the new Holy Son of my Joyful Union Sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire venue fell silent for a moment, then erupted into an even more deafening cheer!

"Holy Son! Holy Son! Holy Son!"

"Welcome, Holy Son!!"

"Senior Brother Lin! No—Holy Son!!"

The female disciples screamed with excitement, wishing they could rush up and lift Lin Fengmian up and throw him into the sky.

Lin Fengmian was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head and smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

To be honest, he wasn't particularly attached to the title of "Holy Son," but since Chu Qingyi had announced it in front of the entire sect, he couldn't very well refuse her.

"Thank you, Supreme Elder." He bowed respectfully, neither humble nor arrogant.

Chu Qingyi looked at his composed demeanor, a slight smile playing on her lips, before she quickly regained her aloof expression.

But the gentleness deep in his eyes could not be hidden.

At that moment, in the shadows behind the crowd, Xiao Sheng's hands, hidden in his sleeves, were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, yet he had to maintain a calm expression on his face.

He looked at the figure in blue robes surrounded by the crowd, feeling both shocked and angry.

He just couldn't understand it.

Lin Fengmian, that good-for-nothing, was just a despised furnace cauldron a few months ago. How did he suddenly grow to such a level?