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

The horse-faced cultivator, who was about to lash out with impatience, was suddenly overwhelmed by a terrifying pressure that sent shivers down his spine!

He felt his whole body stiffen, as if he were being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast, and his legs went weak uncontrollably!

"Thump!"

To everyone's astonishment, the horse-faced Golden Core cultivator knelt upright before Yan Qingyao, his face deathly pale, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"A Nascent Soul level monster...?"

His voice trembled, his lips quivered, and he was completely stunned. The oppressive aura dissipated in an instant.

But the deep-seated fear lingered. He looked up at the seemingly flustered, ordinary rogue cultivator before him.

But they found that the other party was still apologizing with a look of fear on their face, as if nothing had happened.

This sudden turn of events left everyone present dumbfounded.

The triangular-eyed cultivator was also taken aback, then his face turned ashen as he glared at the horse-faced cultivator: "Brother Zhang, what are you doing?!"

The horse-faced monk opened his mouth, but could not utter a word.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Fengmian stepped forward, a simple and honest smile plastered on his face, and shouted loudly at Yan Qingyao:

"Oh dear! Sir of the Heavenly Star Alliance, even if Fairy Qingyao is unwilling to keep the appointment, you don't need to make such a grand gesture! It's so embarrassing!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding cultivators couldn't help but let out a suppressed jeer.

The triangular-eyed cultivator was both shocked and furious, glaring fiercely at Lin Fengmian: "Boy, what nonsense are you spouting!"

But Lin Fengmian had already turned to Yan Qingyao, his face still bearing that honest and simple look, but his tone carried just the right amount of warmth:

"Junior Sister Qingyao! I've finally found you! Master sent me to bring you some pills. Didn't you say you needed Profound Origin Pills to stabilize your cultivation? I happen to have brought a few bottles with me!"

As he spoke, he subtly stepped forward, perfectly positioned himself between Yan Qingyao and the Tianxing Alliance cultivator.

At the same time, he took out three jade bottles from his bosom. The moment the stoppers were opened, a rich medicinal fragrance immediately filled the air.

Its purity was so high that several knowledgeable rogue cultivators nearby couldn't help but sniff it.

Xuan Yuan Pill! And it's a top-grade, third-rank pill!

Yan Qingyao was taken aback at first, but when she smelled the pure medicinal fragrance and saw the reassuring look that Lin Fengmian was secretly giving her, the intelligent girl immediately understood.

Although she didn't recognize the person in front of her, he was clearly trying to help her out of a difficult situation.

She accepted the pill, nodded slightly, and spoke softly:

"I am deeply grateful to my senior brother for bringing this over."

The two of them sang in perfect harmony, their collaboration seamless.

The members of the Heavenly Star Alliance were completely baffled. This young man seemed ordinary, yet he could casually produce such a pure Grade 3 Profound Origin Pill. Could it be that Yan Qingyao really had a powerful figure backing her?

The horse-faced cultivator finally recovered his senses. He stood up, his face ashen, and hurriedly transmitted his voice to the triangular-eyed cultivator:

"Junior Brother Xu, don't be reckless! I sensed the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator emanating from this young man, even stronger than the two elders of our Heavenly Star Alliance! This person likely has a powerful figure backing him!"

The triangular-eyed cultivator stared at Lin Fengmian for a long time, his eyes darting around, but he couldn't discern anything amiss.

He weighed the options for a moment, but ultimately dared not take the risk. After all, the situation in the Southern Region was delicate, and if they really offended the disciple of some reclusive old monster, they, a few small fry, could not bear the responsibility.

He snorted coldly, glared fiercely at Lin Fengmian, and uttered a harsh remark: "Hmph! Yan Qingyao, you're lucky today! Let's go!"

With that, he waved his hand and led a few of his men away in a sorry state, disappearing into the crowd in a moment.

Seeing this, the scattered cultivators who had been watching the commotion dispersed, fearing that they would incur the wrath of the Heavenly Star Alliance.

Yan Qingyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, her clenched hands slowly relaxing. The young master of the Tianxing Alliance, Li Changkong, was originally infatuated with her cousin, Yan Qingluan.

In order to please the other party, Yan Kui originally planned to give Yan Qingluan to him, but unexpectedly Yan Qingluan committed suicide.

Now Li Changkong has set his sights on her again, and has been pestering her relentlessly these days, which has truly exhausted her.

She looked up at the ordinary-looking young man before her, her eyes filled with gratitude and curiosity, and gave him a graceful bow.

"Thank you so much for your help, young master. May I ask your name? I, Qingyao, will surely repay you handsomely in the future."

Lin Fengmian smiled and quickly waved his hand, still with that honest and simple look: "It was nothing, nothing at all. I wouldn't dare ask for any reward. Fairy Qingyao, you don't need to be so polite."

He said that, but his gaze lingered for a moment on her face, which bore a slight resemblance to Yan Qingluan.

He sighed inwardly.

Yan Qingluan... Don't worry, I'll remember what you entrusted to me.

Xiao Ling'er had already walked up to Lin Fengmian and stood half a step behind him, looking at the scene in front of her with a complicated expression.

Although she didn't know what entanglement Lin Fengmian had with the Yan family, based on her understanding of his consistent behavior, she knew he would never help without a reason.

She's another beauty.

Xiao Ling'er silently added a sentence in her heart, her lips twitching slightly.

Lin Fengmian then waved his hand and smiled at Yan Qingyao, saying, "Fairy Qingyao, there's no need for such formalities."

There are many people around here, and those people from earlier may not be willing to leave. They might still be spying on us in the dark.

"Why don't we find another quiet place to discuss this further? Perfect, I also have a few important matters I'd like to ask you about, Fairy."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingyao nodded slightly, her voice soft:

"Very well, it's all up to you, young master."

Seeing that she agreed, Lin Fengmian did not delay and turned to look at Xiao Ling'er, who was standing to the side, looking at him with a complicated expression.

He beckoned to the stunningly beautiful female swordswoman, his tone as natural as if he were greeting his own younger sister:

"Junior Sister Ling'er, what are you waiting for? Let's go together, there will be good tea to drink later."

Xiao Ling'er pursed her lips, wanting to retort, but seeing Yan Qingyao casting a curious glance at her, she had no choice but to swallow back the words she was about to say and reluctantly followed.

The three walked side by side out of the crowd.

Yan Qingyao's gaze fell on Xiao Ling'er, and she couldn't help but light up slightly.

Although she came from Yanjiabao and had seen many beauties, the woman in front of her was simply too outstanding in terms of temperament.

She wore a simple white dress, her posture was as straight as a sword, and her brows exuded a natural air of heroism and a touch of aloofness.

Standing there, he was like a peerless immortal sword drawn from its sheath, so dazzling that no one dared to look directly at him.

"This girl is so beautiful..."

Yan Qingyao gave a heartfelt exclamation, her voice not loud, but it just happened to reach Xiao Ling'er's ears.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling'er paused slightly, her expression unchanged, but she couldn't help but snort inwardly:

What's the point of you praising me? The guy next to you is a real scoundrel!