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

Some small and medium-sized sects that were originally forced to submit to the tyranny of the Tianxing Sect have now begun to secretly make connections and start to have their own ideas.

The Heavenly Star Sect demands absolute obedience and wants to drain their very marrow to sustain itself. How could they possibly agree to that?

For a time, undercurrents surged throughout the entire Southern Region.

……

Inside the magnificent imperial study of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The newly appointed puppet emperor, Yan Kui, was lounging lazily on his dragon bed, behaving intimately with his unkempt, burly male concubine, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

"Your Majesty..." The white-robed man's voice was hoarse, and the arm that had been severed had regrown.

He nuzzled Yan Kui's shoulder in a deliberately coquettish manner, "Your complexion is even more rosy today."

Yan Kui reached out and put his arm around his waist, a smug smile on his lips:

"With you by my side, I am naturally in high spirits."

"Report!"

A hurried announcement, like a thunderclap, suddenly resounded outside the Imperial Study!

The ambiguous and romantic atmosphere inside the hall was instantly shattered!

A guard in full armor stumbled in, his face ashen and his body trembling uncontrollably, as if he had just crawled out of the deepest hell.

"You bastard!"

Yan Kui sat up abruptly, and a terrifying rage instantly appeared on his effeminate and handsome face!

He slammed his fist on the table, pointed at the guard's nose, and launched into a tirade of curses, his voice sharp and piercing:

"Who gave you the right to barge in like that, you worthless bastard! Are you looking for death?! My imperial study is not a place you can trespass on! Do you want your entire family executed?!"

The guard was so terrified by this thunderous rage that he fell to his knees with a thud, his head hitting the ground with a loud thud, and blood instantly seeped from his forehead.

"Your Majesty! This servant is guilty! This servant deserves to die! But... but... an extremely urgent military report has arrived from the front!"

"explain!"

Yan Kui's face was ashen, and his chest heaved violently.

The guard raised his head, trembling, his voice shaking:

"The allied forces of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Yinshan Palace... were... were completely wiped out! Not a single survivor was left!"

"What?!"

Yan Kui's pupils contracted sharply, and he abruptly stood up from the dragon throne!

He grabbed the guard by the collar, his voice shrill and distorted:

"Completely wiped out?! How is that possible! Weren't there Nascent Soul cultivators from two major sects over there?! Were they all just sitting around doing nothing?!"

The guard was being gripped so tightly he could barely breathe, but dared not struggle, and could only manage to squeeze out a few words:

"Your Majesty... the elders of the Demonic Sect and the Yinshan Palace all said they were seriously injured during the last siege of the Joyful Union Sect, and are currently in seclusion within their respective sects to heal... they have only sent a few Core Formation elders..."

"Neither of the two fake infant cultivators went?!"

Yan Kui suddenly released his grip, throwing the guard to the ground, his face filled with unbelievable rage.

"Useless! They're all useless!"

He paced back and forth, his chest heaving violently, and then kicked over the gilded incense burner beside him!

"Clang!"

Incense ash was scattered everywhere, and the room was a mess.

The guard lay prostrate on the ground, too afraid to get up, and continued to report, forcing himself to do so:

"Your Majesty... Now that the Hehuan Sect has successfully counterattacked, many sects around Qingzhou that originally submitted to the Tianxing Sect..."

They're all... they're all starting to stir. Some have even secretly contacted the Joyful Union Sect, showing signs of defecting...

"Smack!"

Yan Kui slammed his fist on the armrest of the dragon throne, his face so sinister it looked like ink could drip from it!

"The Joyous Union Sect! It's the Joyous Union Sect again!"

He glared at the guard and roared through gritted teeth:

"Don't tell me it was that Lin Fengmian who led it again this time!"

The guard was so frightened that he didn't dare to lift his head, his voice barely audible.

"It's...it's that Lin Fengmian..."

"Under his leadership, the Hehuan Sect is now as solid as an iron wall, united in purpose, making it impossible for anyone to... to sway them in the slightest..."

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it—!"

Yan Kui suddenly stood up and kicked over the table in front of him, scattering jade slips, writing brushes, ink, and memorials all over the floor!

His handsome face was now twisted and contorted with rage, his eyes filled with overwhelming killing intent.

"It's Lin Fengmian again! It's him again! Back in the Great Yan Dynasty, I should have killed this scourge without hesitation!"

He was panting heavily, his knuckles cracking as he cursed angrily:

"If it weren't for the fact that Master is currently entangled with those old fogies from Beast Taming Mountain and the Netherworld Sect, preventing the main force of the Heavenly Star Sect from heading south..."

I crushed the Hehuan Sect long ago! How could Lin Fengmian possibly have the audacity to jump around and flaunt his power!

After venting his anger, Yan Kui seemed to have vented some of it, but instead felt a deep sense of grievance that he couldn't put down.

He turned around, took a few steps to the white-clad male concubine, grabbed the other's arm, and his voice suddenly softened, carrying a hint of coquetry and accusation:

"Brother Dayong—look at that! That Lin Fengmian is absolutely awful!"

He's always going against me! I'm so angry my heart aches...

The man in white chuckled gently, reaching out to pull Yan Kui into his arms. His broad hand slowly stroked Yan Kui's back, as if soothing a child.

"Your Majesty, please don't be anxious or upset. It's not worth it for a tiny, jumping insect."

Yan Kui looked up at him, his eyes filled with longing and eagerness:

"What should we do? We can't just let him continue to be so arrogant, can we?"

A glint flashed in the white-clad man's eyes, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"Your Majesty, I do have a plan that, without costing the Heavenly Star a single soldier, can leave the Joyful Union Sect utterly overwhelmed and unable to attend to all matters."

"Oh?!" Yan Kui's eyes lit up, and he quickly pressed, "What brilliant plan? Tell me quickly!"

The man in white gently stroked his back and analyzed the situation slowly:

"It's not exactly a brilliant plan, but our Tianxing Alliance has already gathered quite a few sect vassals, making us a considerable force."

Since the Hehuan Sect is such a tough nut to crack, why should we insist on taking on the task ourselves?

He paused, then lowered his head and whispered in Yan Kui's ear, his voice carrying a seductive quality:

"How about we issue a proclamation, ordering all vassal sects under the Heavenly Star Alliance to send troops to the Joyful Union Sect within a specified period!"

"Tell them that whoever can breach the Hehuan Sect and capture Lin Fengmian alive will be richly rewarded by the Tianxing Alliance! Spirit stones, cultivation techniques, pills, magic treasures—you name it, they'll give!"

A lewd smile, the kind any man would understand, spread across his face, and his tone grew increasingly vulgar and obscene:

"Especially those fairies in the Hehuan Sect, so delicate and beautiful that they could be squeezed out of water, are the best in the Southern Region!"

Your Majesty, you should just declare that when the time comes, all the female cultivators in the Hehuan Sect will be treated as spoils of war and distributed free of charge to meritorious sects and cultivators!