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

The hall erupted in uproar.

"Shut up!" Lin Yuanhao shouted coldly.

"What? You don't dare? Didn't you just say you were going to clean up your father's house? Now you don't even have the guts to accept the challenge?"

Lin Fengmian watched the father and son working together, and sneered inwardly.

This is what he's been waiting for.

"What is there to be afraid of?" he said calmly.

The hall erupted in uproar.

The elders were extremely anxious: "How can this be! Lin Fengchen is already..."

"Shut up!" Lin Yuanhao shouted coldly, interrupting them, his gaze piercing Lin Fengmian like a knife.

Lin Yuanshan, the second uncle standing nearby, became very anxious and grabbed his sleeve, whispering urgently:

"Feng Mian! You!"

Lin Fengmian turned his head, gave him a reassuring look, and said softly, "Second Uncle, don't worry."

His eyes were calm as still water.

Lin Yuanshan was taken aback, and the words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengchen laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"Hahaha! Good! I didn't dare to make a move in Immortal City that day, but you've really given me confidence!"

After he finished laughing, he looked around and said loudly:

"You old fogies all heard that! This is what your young master himself agreed to! Tomorrow morning, on the Arena of Life and Death, Lin Fengmian, I'll be waiting for you!"

"The young master of the night is mighty!"

"Lin Fengmian, you're finished, you piece of trash!"

"Tomorrow is your death day!"

A group of lackeys immediately joined in the commotion, with insults and jeers echoing throughout the hall.

Lin Fengmian stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if those vicious words were nothing more than a passing breeze.

He sneered inwardly.

Jump! Jump as high as you can!

Tomorrow I'll show you who the real loser is!

The more arrogant you are, the more swollen your face will be tomorrow!

......

After the meeting, Lin Yuanshan took Lin Fengmian back to his courtyard.

Once the courtyard gate was closed, it cut off all outside prying eyes.

"Fengmian, you're being too impulsive!" Lin Yuanshan turned around, his face full of anxiety, and grabbed his shoulder.

"You dared to come back alone, your second uncle acknowledges that you are a loyal and righteous child!"

However, Lin Fengchen has been sucking the blood of his family these past few years, and his cultivation has increased extremely rapidly. It is said that he has already touched the threshold of the twelfth level of Qi Refining!

He took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "My second uncle will secretly send you out in a bit, through the secret passage in the back mountain, where no one will know..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Fengmian chuckled softly, and a faint ripple suddenly appeared on his body.

A pure and powerful aura burst forth from his body!

Qi Refining Level 11!

Moreover, the solidity of that spiritual energy was even more profound than that of a typical Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivator, and it seemed to be on par with the early Foundation Establishment stage!

In the storage bags of those men in black

Lin Fengmian found a cultivation technique called "The Art of Gathering Qi".

It could conceal one's cultivation level and aura, which Lin Fengmian found quite good, so he learned it from the jade pendant.

That's what I just used.

Lin Yuanshan's pupils constricted sharply, and he exclaimed in shock, "This...this is the eleventh level of Qi Refining?!"

He looked at his nephew in disbelief and said in a trembling voice:

"But your spiritual energy... how can it be so abundant? It's practically comparable to the early stage of Foundation Establishment!"

Lin Fengmian chuckled softly, concealed his aura, and slowly said:

"Second Uncle, although it is difficult for the five spiritual roots to absorb spiritual energy, as long as the cultivation level increases, the five elements of spiritual energy will complement each other, and the total amount of spiritual power will be several times that of cultivators of the same level."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:

"Moreover, Lin Fengchen's cultivation is nothing but a superficial thing built up with pills. Tomorrow, I will show him what true strength is."

Lin Yuanshan stared at him blankly for a long time, then his eyes suddenly reddened.

"Good! Good!" He patted Lin Fengmian's shoulder forcefully, his voice slightly choked.

"As expected of my elder brother's son! He has the same demeanor as your father back in the day!"

Seeing this, Lin Fengmian felt a warmth in his heart. He said softly:

"Second Uncle, don't worry, I believe Father will be alright. I will definitely find him."

Lin Yuanshan nodded, wiped his eyes, and smiled, "Good boy, your second uncle believes you."

Lin Fengmian pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Second Uncle, do you know what my mother's background was?"

This question had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

Today, Nangong Li was rescued by the mysterious man in black robes, but he denied that the man was a member of the Nangong family.

If it wasn't her, could it have been Chu Qingyi who found her?

Or perhaps... someone is specifically there to protect you.

The Lin family clearly doesn't have that capability.

Thinking of the extraordinary jade pendant on his chest, Lin Fengmian couldn't help but wonder if his mother had some mysterious background.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuanshan scratched his head, looking troubled.

"I don't really know much about my sister-in-law's background. I only know that she was a woman my brother picked up from outside back then. Well... my brother has never mentioned anything else."

Lin Fengmian sighed inwardly.

It seems even my second uncle doesn't know.

To get to the bottom of this, we probably need to find my father first.

"Okay, Second Uncle, I understand." He nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

A servant strode in, bowed, and reported:

"Elder, Young Master, the Patriarch requests your presence in the council hall."

Lin Yuanshan frowned, displeased, and said, "Wasn't the competition supposed to be tomorrow? What's the matter now?"

The servant quickly explained:

"It's the head of the Liu family. The patriarch said to invite the elders and the young master over, otherwise... it would be impolite."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuanshan snorted coldly:

"That bastard is definitely trying to embarrass you! Back then, my elder brother paid for your engagement with Liu Yiyi! Now he's doing this, changing his tune and clinging to Lin Yuanhao!"

He turned to look at Lin Fengmian, his tone softening:

"Fengmian, it's alright. We don't need a woman like that. Your second uncle will find you someone better later!"

Lin Fengmian shook his head, his expression calm:

"Second Uncle, I'm fine. I really can't stand women like that."

He was telling the truth.

The women around him now, whether it's Nangong Li or Chu Qingyi, are all far more beautiful and talented than Liu Yiyi.

Liu Yiyi is nothing to him; she's not even worthy of angering him.

......

Inside the council chamber.

Standing there was a middle-aged cultivator with a refined appearance and a calm demeanor, exuding the aura of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He is Liu Cungao, the current head of the Liu family.

Behind him stood a woman dressed in a bright green dress who looked delicate and frail.

She seemed to have dressed up carefully today, her eyes sparkling with spring, her lips adorned with vermilion, making her even more charming than usual.

It was Liu Yiyi.

Liu Cungao cupped his hands and smiled at Lin Yuanhao, who was seated in the main seat, saying, "Hehe, Brother Yuanhao, it's been a long time."

Lin Yuanhao also stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said with a broad smile, "Brother Cungao, how have you been! You've become even more radiant!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Fengchen quickly stepped forward, striking a pose of dashing elegance, and cupped his hands, saying, "Uncle Cungao, Sister Yiyi, you've arrived."

Liu Yiyi rolled her eyes at him in her heart.