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

Lin Fengmian slowly finished his practice and exhaled a long breath.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard Xiao Xiyue let out a soft cry of surprise:

"Junior Brother Lin! Look! Why is there a trace of gold on my Core Formation stage?"

Lin Fengmian was taken aback upon hearing this: "Golden?"

He quickly probed Xiao Xiyue's dantian with his divine sense, and saw that the fourth-grade core that was originally glowing with a bright white light now had a faint golden pattern on its surface!

Although the gold color wasn't particularly intense, it carried a mysterious aura.

It seemed to contain some ancient Daoist charm, subtly echoing his Great Dao Golden Core!

This...this really is the aura of a Golden Core cultivator!

"What's going on? Could it be a special ability unique to my Great Dao Golden Core stage?"

Lin Fengmian was both surprised and delighted, and quickly asked Li Cheng in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Old man, what's going on? I've never heard of a Core Formation cultivator changing its nature after birth before?"

Li Cheng's aged voice rang out slowly, tinged with a hint of sour envy:

"Young friend, your luck is so good that I'm so jealous I want to curse!"

There are indeed scattered records in ancient books that those who attain the Golden Elixir of the Great Dao possess the Daoist essence of heaven and earth and can resonate with all laws.

There will be a companion supernatural power, which, to put it bluntly, is to help the women around you "nourish their elixir."

Lin Fengmian was stunned after hearing this.

His innate supernatural ability is to help female cultivators improve the quality of their Golden Core?!

What kind of supernatural power is that!

After others reach the Core Formation stage, their combat power either increases dramatically or they comprehend heaven-defying divine abilities. But he...

Has she become a walking "Golden Elixir Beautician"?!

"Damn it, I feel like my path to immortality is going further and further astray!"

Lin Fengmian couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

Seeing this, Li Cheng added another sinister blow:

"Young friend, the Five Elemental Roots are a taboo subject of Heaven and Earth. Success brings invincibility, failure brings only dust. Since ancient times, there has been no precedent for a person with a Five Elemental Root capable of forming a Core. You should pray for your own good fortune!"

Lin Fengmian was already in a complicated mood, and his words only added fuel to the fire.

He turned around and vented his anger on Li Cheng in his sea of ​​consciousness, after a series of "friendly" torture exchanges.

They then extracted a Heaven-level cultivation technique, "Taiyi True Water Technique," from him, which was suitable for Xiao Xiyue to cultivate, and that was the only time they could vent their anger.

He handed the cultivation manual jade tube to Xiao Xiyue, his tone deliberately casual:

"Senior sister, you should try practicing this technique. It's much more suitable for you than the one you used before."

Xiao Xiyue took the jade tube, probed it with her divine sense, and her beautiful eyes widened suddenly: "A Heaven-level cultivation technique?! Junior brother, this..."

"Don't bother with all that, just take it." Lin Fengmian waved his hand. "Cultivate diligently so you can help me in the future."

Xiao Xiyue gripped the jade tube tightly, and looking at his seemingly casual demeanor, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

She stepped forward, gently hugged him, and buried her face in his shoulder: "Fengmian... thank you."

After a brief moment of tenderness, Xiao Xiyue reluctantly let go of his hand and left the cave with the Heaven-level cultivation technique and a heart full of joy.

When she left, the jealousy on her face had completely vanished, replaced by an undisguised satisfaction and sweetness.

After seeing her off, Lin Fengmian felt exhausted. The days of dual cultivation and the mental exertion of activating the great formation had nearly drained his energy.

He yawned, lay down and fell asleep, sleeping until the next morning.

When I woke up, the morning light streamed in through the patterned window, casting a warm glow on the floor.

He stretched his muscles and felt refreshed, and his spiritual energy had recovered considerably.

He pushed open the cave door and went out, intending to check on the situation of the great formation outside.

As a result, after taking only a few steps, he ran into someone—the Red Lotus Immortal.

Today, the Red Lotus Immortal changed into a well-tailored light purple cheongsam. The cheongsam clung tightly to her curvaceous figure, outlining her voluptuous curves to the fullest.

The high slit of her skirt swayed gently with her steps, revealing glimpses of her long, slender, and fair legs in the morning light.

A thin belt cinched her waist, highlighting its slender shape; the contrast between her full hips and slim waist was captivating.

She wore her hair in a simple bun, with a few wisps of hair hanging down beside her ears, making her dignified yet charming face even more alluring.

Lin Fengmian stared, his eyes wide with amazement.

When Master Honglian saw him, she quickly walked over, her tone tinged with urgency:

"Junior Nephew Lin, you've finally come out! Come with me quickly, the Supreme Elder has something important to discuss with you."

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed his arm, intending to leave.

Lin Fengmian was pulled a few steps by her, but his gaze couldn't help but sweep over her beautiful legs that were partially visible, and a mischievous smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.

He lowered his voice, leaned closer, and said with a wicked grin:

"Uncle-Master, you look so handsome today. Why don't we find a place to cultivate together first, and then go?"

Honglian Zhenren suddenly stopped in her tracks, her pretty face turning bright red, all the way to her ears.

She turned around and glared at him, both embarrassed and annoyed, and said reproachfully:

"What time is it? You're still so unruly! Come with me to the main hall right now, important business is at hand!"

She said that, but she didn't actually let go of his hand.

Lin Fengmian was secretly delighted—his martial uncle hadn't explicitly refused, only saying "business is more important."

That means that the barrier between master and disciple in her heart is gradually dissipating under his daily pursuit.

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to my uncle."

He replied with a grin, then grabbed her hand and, following her pull, the two of them transformed into two streaks of light and flew towards the council hall of the Hehuan Sect.

Before long, the two landed at the entrance of the main hall.

Before Lin Fengmian could even step inside, he heard a fierce argument coming from within.

"...I have obtained accurate information! The Supreme Elder of the Qingzhou Ghost Palace is currently missing, and some speculate that he has secretly submitted to the Heavenly Star Alliance!"

An aged and urgent voice came from inside the hall, filled with suppressed anxiety.

"Now, in the entire Qingzhou, only the Beast Taming Sect is still struggling to hold on and refuses to surrender. Our Hehuan Sect can no longer sit idly by and wait for our demise!"

We must take the initiative; otherwise, once the Heavenly Star Alliance has fully mobilized its forces, even with its fourth-tier grand formation, the Joyful Union Sect will be in extreme danger!

"Take the initiative? You make it sound so easy!"

"We've just been through a major battle; our disciples are either dead or wounded, and our strength is severely depleted. What makes us think we can launch a preemptive strike? Are we just going to throw our lives away?"

The parties were locked in a heated argument, and the clamor grew louder and louder, making the entire council hall practically explode.

Some peak masters slammed their fists on the table, their faces flushed red; some elders closed their eyes and shook their heads, their faces full of helplessness; and several younger deacons huddled in a corner, not daring to breathe.

Amidst this chaos—