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

Given the opponent's strength at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, if they really wanted to forcibly take him away, I'm afraid all the cultivators present combined wouldn't be able to stop them.

Moreover, Chu Qingyi still has old injuries that haven't healed. If a fight really breaks out, it will be the disciples of the Hehuan Sect who get hurt.

He still has quite a few trump cards up his sleeve, and even if he really wants to run away, he's not entirely without a chance at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

He possesses the Nine Transformations of Illusion, and has a jade pendant space that he can enter at any time. If all else fails, he can use the Taixiao Mirror talisman to buy some time.

But... that's a last resort.

Do I really have to sacrifice myself?

Lin Fengmian sighed inwardly, his gaze falling on the slender figure blocking his way.

Chu Qingyi, this woman, was clearly terrified, yet she still stood firmly in front of him.

He remembered this kindness.

Thinking of this, Lin Fengmian stepped forward, gently pressing Chu Qingyi's shoulder, his voice gentle yet firm: "Qingyi, don't rush."

Chu Qingyi was taken aback and turned to look at him.

Those clear, cold eyes were filled with confusion and worry.

Lin Fengmian smiled slightly at her, then turned to look at Gongsun Mili, his tone even carrying a hint of tragic grandeur:

"Given their current strength—a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator—we certainly can't afford to confront them head-on! Everything must prioritize the greater good! Let me...sacrifice myself. I'm 80% confident I can escape from them."

He paused, then looked earnestly at Chu Qingyi: "You absolutely mustn't fight them, lest you bring annihilation upon the sect."

These words are three parts truth and seven parts falsehood.

He was confident he could escape, but he didn't want Chu Qingyi to get hurt for nothing.

Upon hearing this, Chu Qingyi gripped her dress tightly with her slender hands, wrinkling the fine brocade.

She was a hundred times unwilling, her heart and eyes screaming – No! Don't let Lin Fengmian leave!

Lin Fengmian is right. A cultivator at the mid-Nascent Soul stage is simply not someone the Hehuan Sect can afford to offend right now.

If the other party forcibly takes Lin Fengmian away, even if the entire Hehuan Sect attacks together, they won't be enough to defeat them.

Not to mention... she still has old wounds that haven't fully healed.

After a long while, Chu Qingyi let out a cold snort of resentment, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction and helplessness.

She finally loosened her clenched fist, took a half step back, and whispered, "You...you be careful."

Upon seeing this, Gongsun Mili smiled with satisfaction, her eyes and brows radiating joy.

"That's more like it."

She waved to Lin Fengmian, the gesture languid and casual, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

Her eyes were alluring, and her voice was as soft as if she were coaxing a docile kitten.

"Young friend Lin Fengmian, what are you waiting for? Come here quickly. Don't worry, I don't eat people."

Lin Fengmian cursed inwardly.

You may not eat people, but you will!

That look in his eyes was as if he wanted to devour me alive!

But he still steeled himself and, amidst the worried, complicated, and even somewhat envious gazes of the Hehuan Sect disciples, walked step by step toward the magnificent imperial carriage.

He finally understood. Damn it, it must all be because of his Pure Yang Holy Body! This woman clearly came for this reason!

Go with her first, then find a chance to slip away along the way.

If there's really no way to escape... well, then I guess I'll just have to accept the loss.

However, this woman is indeed stunningly beautiful. If something were to happen between them, it wouldn't seem like such a bad deal.

Lin Fengmian could only console himself with this thought. After all, he was a womanizer in his past life, what kind of big scene hadn't he seen?

What can a mere Nascent Soul stage beauty do to him?

Seeing Lin Fengmian's resolute expression, Gongsun Mili chuckled softly, waved her hand, and soared into the sky on her escape light, her voice carrying a lazy laugh that echoed between heaven and earth:

"Fellow Daoist Chu, I'll take him with me now. Farewell!"

The imperial carriage transformed into a golden streak of light and vanished into the horizon in an instant.

Chu Qingyi stood there, looking up at the rapidly disappearing streak of light, biting her lower lip hard, her eyes filled with bitterness and resentment.

For the first time, such a strong emotional fluctuation appeared in those clear, cold eyes.

She made a vow in her heart, her voice unwavering:

"Damn it! If I weren't injured, would you have taken my man away!"

"Lin Fengmian, you must be overjoyed! Humph! Just wait for me! I will definitely come to save you! I promise!"

.........

On the other side, inside the luxurious and spacious imperial carriage.

With beaded curtains hanging low and fragrant incense wafting in the air, the interior of the imperial carriage was decorated with extreme luxury yet remained elegant.

The room features spacious chairs covered with soft spirit beast fur, walls inlaid with various colored spirit jades, and even a small jade table with several plates of spirit fruit and a pot of steaming spirit tea on it.

Lin Fengmian sat on the soft chair, looking closely at Gongsun Mili beside him, and felt a faint fragrance wafting into his nose.

The fragrance was different from Chu Qingyi's coolness and Nangong Li's allure; it was a mature and rich scent that seemed to pull one into an abyss.

Everywhere you look, you see her flawless profile and breathtaking figure.

The flowing dress hugged her exquisite figure, her slender waist was so delicate that it could be encircled with one hand, and it made her chest appear even more stunningly full.

Lin Fengmian's heart skipped a beat.

This woman... is so incredibly alluring!

That mature charm that emanates from within is natural and effortless.

Every smile and frown of hers exudes an irresistible allure that makes one's blood boil.

In his previous life, he was a male model and had seen countless beautiful women, but those of Gongsun Mili's caliber could be counted on one hand.

A strange feeling of heat slowly rose from my lower abdomen.

No! Lin Fengmian bit his tongue hard, and the stinging pain instantly sobered him up.

Who am I?

The mighty King of the Sea!

If he were to be kidnapped like a bandit's wife, what would become of Lin Fengmian's reputation?

How can I survive in the fairy circle?

Thinking of this, he forcibly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, his gaze sharpened, and he began to quickly think of a way to escape.

Gongsun Mili seemed to sense Lin Fengmian's change in mood, turned her beautiful face to the side, and looked at him with a half-smile.

Those captivating eyes seemed to see right through people, and with a hint of amusement and scrutiny, she spoke languidly:

"Lin Fengmian, in front of me, do you dare to harbor any ulterior motives? As long as you serve me well, I will absolutely not mistreat you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian felt a chill run down his spine.

Damn it! This woman is really planning to use me as a furnace!

Dual cultivation is fine, but this furnace/cauldron is really treating itself like a human being.

Will it be as tiring as the donkeys in the production team?

The thought of being drained of every last drop of spiritual power and then discarded like a rag is enough to send chills down one's spine.