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

All I can do is serve him well.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingyao felt no resistance whatsoever; instead, her heart was filled with happiness. She pressed her face even closer.

Feeling his strong heartbeat, a sweet smile unconsciously curved her lips.

A spring breeze overnight.

The bridal chamber was warm and cozy.

After the storm subsided, the two sat facing each other, and their spiritual energy began to merge.

Yan Qingyao's physique is pure and flawless, like a clear mountain spring, gentle and mild; while Lin Fengmian's Pure Yang Holy Body is the most masculine physique in the world, extremely yang and intense.

The two practiced the Yin-Yang Creation Technique, which complemented each other and had a great nourishing effect on both of them.

Pure spiritual energy circulated within their bodies, like rivers flowing into the sea, forming a perfect cycle.

Lin Fengmian could clearly feel that the aura of the beautiful woman in his arms was becoming more and more solid and profound at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The spiritual energy flowed through his body like spring water, nourishing the hidden injuries left by his days of battle, and making the spiritual energy in his dantian even purer.

At this rate, Yan Qingyao will probably reach the Core Formation stage very soon.

Lin Fengmian was overjoyed. He looked down at the slightly flushed face in his arms and couldn't help but gently kiss her forehead.

Yan Qingyao closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, a satisfied smile on her lips, nestled in his arms, as quiet as a lazy cat.

Silent all night.

Meanwhile, in the capital city of the Great Yan Dynasty, thousands of miles away.

In a quiet and magnificent palace, candlelight flickers and warm incense wafts through the air.

A beautiful woman dressed in a purple dress was lounging on a large, soft couch. Her dress had slipped down slightly, revealing a section of her fair, jade-like calves and her exquisite feet, which were coated with purple magic juice and arranged like pearls.

She was relaxed, one hand supporting her head, the other playing with a strand of her hair, her eyes and brows full of languor and allure.

It was none other than Gongsun Mili, the Thousand-Faced Demoness, an elder of the Star Alliance that day.

At this moment, she was listening to a report from her personal maid, Xiaodie.

Xiaodie stood to the side, her face full of excitement, gesturing wildly as she spoke:

"Madam! That Lin Fengmian you asked me to keep an eye on is incredibly powerful! It's said that he actually managed to steal three corpse puppets from the Great Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Yin Corpse Elder! Those were corpse puppets at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage!"

Moreover, he even subdued Xiong Tian, ​​the Great General of the Great Yan Dynasty! The Nine Sects Allied Army was routed and fled in disarray; the news spread throughout Qingzhou!

Gongsun Mili paused slightly as she played with Qing Si's fingers, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Oh?" she said softly, her voice carrying a hint of languid allure.

"They actually managed to take down those three corpse puppets of that Yin Corpse Old Ghost?"

That's no ordinary method. That old fellow cultivates the Heavenly Demon Sect's most treasured technique; with three corpse puppets appearing simultaneously, even a Nascent Soul cultivator would have to give way.

She paused, a hint of amusement appearing in her eyes:

"It was actually taken by a kid who just formed his core? Interesting... very interesting."

Xiaodie nodded vigorously, her face full of admiration:

"Yes, Madam! Lin Fengmian seems to have divine assistance; his methods are incredibly strange! Everyone outside is saying that he is the chosen one, and the fate of Qingzhou is about to change!"

Gongsun Mili stretched out her slender fingers and gently twirled a strand of her hair, a meaningful smile curving her lips.

"To make even the Yin Corpse Elder suffer a setback is not something an ordinary Core Formation cultivator can do."

She paused, her tone casual yet tinged with seriousness:

"Xiao Die, continue to keep a close eye on him for me. Especially the details of his actions, no matter how small, I need to know them all."

Xiao Die quickly bowed and replied, "Yes! Madam, rest assured, this servant will keep a close eye on things!"

The words had barely left his mouth—

Suddenly, a high-pitched announcement came from outside the hall:

"His Majesty has arrived!"

Xiaodie's expression changed slightly, and she quickly bowed and stepped aside, bowing her head in greeting.

Gongsun Mili remained languidly lying on the soft couch, showing no intention of getting up, only glancing lazily in the direction of the palace gate.

Soon, a figure in bright yellow strode in.

The newcomer was dressed in a dragon robe, with a resolute face, yet his brows betrayed a hint of anxiety and irritation. He was none other than Yan Viper, the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty.

He first waved his hand impatiently, signaling those around him to step back, then quickly walked to the soft couch and respectfully bowed deeply to the languid purple figure:

"Yan Viper greets Martial Uncle Nangong!"

Gongsun Mili didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, continuing to play with her black hair, her voice lazy and casual:

"Hmm. What brings you here so soon, junior disciple?"

Yan Viper's face was filled with anxiety and pleading. He hurriedly stepped forward, his voice urgent:

"Reporting to Uncle-Master Nangong! My master and the two elders of the Divine Origin Alliance have not returned yet, and there is no news of them! Lin Fengmian of the Hehuan Sect has now united more than a dozen sects, large and small, and openly raised the banner to rebel against the Divine Origin Alliance!"

Their momentum grew stronger and stronger, conquering cities and seizing territories. I, their junior disciple... simply couldn't keep them in check!

He swallowed hard, his eyes filled with pleading:

"We earnestly request that you, esteemed Uncle-Master, step out of seclusion and, while their power is still weak, annihilate the Joyful Union Sect in one fell swoop with overwhelming force to eliminate any future threat!"

He bowed deeply with his hands clasped, adopting an extremely humble posture.

however--

A soft, ambiguous laugh came from the soft couch.

"Oh……"

Gongsun Mili finally slowly raised her captivating peach blossom eyes, enough to make any man fall for her, and glanced at Yan Viper casually, her tone carrying a hint of lazy mockery:

"Junior nephew, I've already said it before. I'm just here with my junior brother to watch the fun and relax. I have no interest in getting involved in any fighting or killing."

As she spoke, she gently brushed a stray hair from her forehead with her delicate fingers, her posture languid and casual, as if the life-or-death situation that Yan Viper spoke of was nothing more than a trivial matter.

Yan Viper cursed the old fox inwardly, but dared not show it on his face. He could only grit his teeth and continue pleading:

"Uncle-Master Nangong! You...you are, after all, an elder of the Heavenly Star Alliance!"

Now that the alliance's affairs are hindered and the Hehuan Sect is so arrogant, how can you sit idly by? I implore you, Uncle-Master, for the sake of the overall situation of the Divine Origin Alliance..."

"Flame Viper".

Gongsun Mili's voice suddenly turned cold.

Although it was still melodious and pleasant to listen to, it carried a chilling pressure that instantly lowered the temperature of the entire hall.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing in her peach blossom eyes, but her voice remained light and airy:

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

She paused, her voice growing increasingly languid, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority:

"Or... do you want me to repeat myself?"

Yan Viper shuddered, feeling a chill run down his spine and cold sweat instantly bead on his forehead. He immediately bowed, not daring to lift his head.