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

You say those ravenous bastards would go crazy fighting over a fairy from the Joyful Union Sect to use as a cultivation vessel or a plaything? They'd risk their lives to raze the Joyful Union Sect to the ground for Your Majesty!

Upon hearing this, Yan Kui was first taken aback, then a smile of extreme pleasure spread across his effeminate face, and he couldn't help but clap his hands and cheer:

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful! Hahaha! You truly understand me, Brother Dayong!"

His eyes gleamed with excitement, as if he could already see the destruction of the Hehuan Sect and Lin Fengmian kneeling and begging for mercy. His tone became incredibly sinister:

"The fairies of the Hehuan Sect are indeed all peerless beauties, with incredibly radiant skin. Who wouldn't want to embrace them? How could those greedy vassal sects not be tempted by this risk-free and highly profitable deal?"

That's settled! Issue my decree: do as Brother Dayong says!

Tell those vassal sects that whoever makes the greatest contribution will be given priority in selection! I want to make the Hehuan Sect the target of everyone's hatred throughout the entire Southern Region!

"Yes, Your Majesty! This servant will take care of it immediately!"

The guard shuddered, not daring to look any longer at the ambiguous and vicious scene inside the hall. He quickly obeyed the order, bowed, and retreated backward.

The palace doors slowly closed, shutting out all sounds inside.

……

the other side.

Deep within the central palace of the Great Yan Royal City.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the outside world, this palace was filled with a languid fragrance and the lazy atmosphere of spring.

A stunningly beautiful woman was lounging lazily on a soft couch covered with snow-white fox fur.

She wore a bewitching purple palace dress, the hem of which flowed to the ground like clouds, outlining breathtakingly beautiful curves.

Her waist was so slender it could be encircled by one hand, her breasts were full and seemingly about to burst, and her plump buttocks were round and pert under the thin fabric. Even in that casual pose...

She already possessed a captivating charm, as if she embodied all the allure and mature elegance in the world.

Her beauty was unparalleled; her skin was as smooth and lustrous as jade, and her captivating peach blossom eyes seemed to be intoxicated with every glance.

Her nose was delicate and upturned, her lips were red, full and luscious, and there was a half-smile playing at the corners of her lips.

What's most captivating is the natural allure she exudes, not something deliberately flaunted, but rather something that emanates from her very being.

Every smile and frown of hers can make men fall head over heels for her.

Even women felt ashamed of themselves when they saw him.

At this moment, her slender fingers gently held a moist spiritual fruit, and a glint of great interest flashed in her captivating eyes.

"Little Butterfly."

She spoke, her voice alluring and seductive, with a languid magnetism, "Are you sure?"

That little brat named Lin Fengmian, with only early-stage Core Formation cultivation, could easily kill a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator?

"Yes, madam, it is absolutely true."

The maid named Xiaodie bowed respectfully, her tone firm.

"After verification from multiple sources, this young man possesses the legendary Pure Yang Holy Body. In his early years, he was mistakenly considered a waste because he had five spiritual roots."

He has broken through some unknown opportunity, and although his cultivation progress seems slow, his combat power is overwhelming.

He recently rose to fame in a battle in the Southern Region, and now it's widely rumored that he is the number one person below the Nascent Soul stage in the Southern Region.

"Oh--"

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman let out a lazy chuckle, gently placed the spiritual fruit into her mouth, and bit it lightly with her pearly teeth, the juice bursting between her lips and teeth.

"This kid's been hiding his true abilities. He's not simple, not simple at all."

She slowly sat up straight, her full breasts trembling slightly, the unintentional allure of which was breathtaking.

She stuck out her tongue and gently licked her bright red lips, her beautiful eyes gleaming with a burning light like a hunter spotting its prey.

"A Pure Yang Sacred Body that can be cultivated... This is a top-grade cauldron that appears only once in ten thousand years."

She murmured softly, her tone filled with undisguised desire and greed.

"My cultivation has been stagnant at the Nascent Soul stage for a hundred years, unable to cross that final step. This damned bottleneck, perhaps... there's finally a way to break through it."

"Keep a close eye on this kid. I need to know every single detail."

She gave the order softly, her voice still alluring, yet carrying an unyielding authority.

"Such a wonderful furnace should be put to good use. If it can truly help me break through, then my hundred years of waiting here will not have been in vain."

"Yes, madam."

Xiaodie bowed and silently withdrew.

Inside the palace, the beautiful woman leaned back lazily on the soft couch, her fingertips gently caressing her red lips, her beautiful eyes gleaming with a determined light.

"Lin Fengmian... Pure Yang Holy Body... He's quite an interesting little fellow."

She murmured to herself, the smile on her lips growing increasingly meaningful.

……

Time flies, and three days passed in a flash.

Since Lin Fengmian annihilated the combined forces of the Heavenly Demon Sect and Yinshan Palace with lightning speed, the reputation of the Hehuan Sect has soared!

Many small and medium-sized sects that were initially observing the situation sent envoys with generous gifts to pay homage to the sect, expressing their willingness to form an alliance with the Hehuan Sect to jointly resist the tyranny of the Tianxing Sect.

Faced with this unexpected help, Chu Qingyi naturally accepted it gladly.

Under her overall command, within just a few days, fifteen sects of all sizes united to form a coalition called the "Godslaying Alliance," with the position of alliance leader temporarily held by the Hehuan Sect.

The various factions have established joint law enforcement patrol teams to patrol and defend key locations, share intelligence, and help each other. The God-Slaying Alliance is beginning to take shape!

……

this day

Chu Qingyi paced back and forth in the main hall, her steps unsteady, her brows furrowed with deep worry.

That stunningly beautiful face now lacked its usual cool composure, and instead showed a rare hint of anxiety.

She would occasionally look up at the palace gate, then lower her head and clench her sleeves, clearly waiting for someone.

Just then, the palace door was gently pushed open.

A figure in a green robe stepped in, his clothes fluttering, his expression calm.

When Chu Qingyi saw the person who came, her eyes suddenly lit up, and even her tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little.

She instinctively took two steps forward, her tone carrying a joy and eagerness she herself was unaware of:

"Fengmian, you've arrived. I happen to have something important to discuss with you."

Lin Fengmian looked at her like this, and his heart stirred slightly, but he remained expressionless. He walked straight to the main seat in the hall and turned to look at her:

"Please speak, Elder."

Chu Qingyi was slightly taken aback by his address of "Supreme Elder," and a strange feeling, difficult to explain, welled up in her heart. However, she quickly suppressed her emotions and said seriously:

"According to reports from our spies, it seems that the Great Yan Dynasty has made some new moves."

Although we've already united fifteen sects to form the God-Slaying Alliance, to be honest... most of these forces are opportunists. If a real war breaks out, I doubt many will be truly willing to risk their lives.

She paused, sighed softly, and a hint of helplessness appeared between her brows:

"Moreover, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, it's not appropriate for me to interfere too much."

Once I take action myself, the Nascent Soul stage monsters in the opposing camp will also follow suit, and it will be our sect's lower-level disciples who suffer the consequences.

Moreover... I still have old injuries that haven't healed, so for now I can only stay in the rear and serve as a deterrent.