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

His figure stumbled through the layers of tree canopy and landed awkwardly at the entrance of a hidden cave, having used almost his last ounce of strength.

He plunged into the cave, and then, with a thought, he directly entered the spiritual spring space.

The moment his figure disappeared, the void suddenly twisted, and Gongsun Mili took a step forward, her graceful figure appearing above the cave.

Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her vast divine sense, typical of a Nascent Soul cultivator, swept down like a tidal wave.

They carefully swept every inch of land and every leaf within a radius of dozens of miles.

Huh? What happened? The aura was clearly here just now, how could it have disappeared in the blink of an eye?

She frowned, searching with her divine sense three times, but still couldn't find any trace of Lin Fengmian.

"There's even a treasure that can block my divine sense!"

Gongsun Mili's face turned extremely ugly, her captivating phoenix eyes filled with coldness and resentment.

She had dominated the Southern Region for hundreds of years, and no Core Formation cultivator had ever escaped from her in such a sorry state.

What's more, this guy even blew up her beloved imperial carriage!

"Lin Fengmian, I truly underestimated you."

She spoke coldly, her voice carrying a hint of gritted teeth.

"You just wait, even if I search the entire Southern Frontier, I will definitely find you!"

Then I'll show you what it means to wish for death but be unable to live!

She scanned the area with her divine sense several more times, but still found nothing. In the end, she could only let out a hateful snort, and with a flash, she disappeared from the spot.

……

Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Within the spiritual spring space, all was peaceful and serene.

The clear spring water gurgled and steamed.

The surrounding area was filled with rare and precious herbs plundered from the secret realm, and several purple-leafed Ganoderma lucidum plants were unfurling their leaves, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Lin Fengmian was completely immersed in the spiritual spring.

Only one head was visible.

Holding a bright red spiritual fruit in his hand, he took a bite and the juice flowed out, overflowing with spiritual energy.

They were living a very comfortable life.

"I wonder if that old hag is gone or not."

He lay in the spring, legs crossed, gazing at the hazy sky and talking to himself.

"You still want me as your furnace? Dream on! Once I reach Nascent Soul stage, I'll definitely demand an explanation from you! I'll show you what it means to have your fortunes change!"

Despite his confident words, he was actually a little apprehensive. After all, there was a significant difference between the mid-Nascent Soul stage and the mid-Core Formation stage.

That's not just a little bit.

If it weren't for having enough trump cards and rich experience in running away, anyone else would have been finished long ago.

But what worries him most right now is the large group of his beloved members in the Hehuan Sect.

Those are all his carefully cultivated personal training tools! What if that old hag, Mili, can't catch him and gets angry and turns around to cause trouble for them?

Upon considering this possibility, Lin Fengmian could no longer sit still.

He carefully sensed the outside world, and after confirming that there was no danger, he flashed out of the spiritual spring space.

Fortunately, it was quiet all around, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind and a few clear birdsongs in the distance.

The old hag's presence had long since vanished without a trace, so it seemed she had truly left.

"I can't go back to the Hehuan Sect for now. Who knows if that old hag is lying in wait for me nearby!"

Lin Fengmian stroked his chin and sighed somewhat dejectedly.

The dignified Holy Son of the Hehuan Sect is now unable to return home; it's too shameful if word gets out.

Just then, he suddenly remembered that he had the Red Lotus sound transmission positioning jade pendant on him.

Honglian had been worried about him and had specially left one on him, saying it would be convenient to contact him at any time. He quickly took out the jade token, infused it with a wisp of spiritual power, and sent a telepathic message to her.

A moment later, a familiar, worried figure was carefully searching the area.

She wore a dark red dress, her figure was tall and graceful, and her brows showed a hint of anxiety and unease.

Lin Fengmian's eyes lit up, and he quickly sent a telepathic message: "Honglian! I'm here!"

Honglian looked over upon hearing the sound, and when her gaze fell upon Lin Fengmian,

A hint of relief and joy flashed in her beautiful eyes, followed by a touch of reproach and annoyance.

She walked quickly closer and lowered her voice:

"Lin Fengmian! You actually managed to escape from Gongsun Mili's clutches?"

Your presence suddenly vanished in this area. I searched for you for days, thinking you were dead!

Lin Fengmian raised his chin and triumphantly reached out to put his arm around her slender waist:

"Of course! Don't you even know who your man is!"

A mere mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator dares to try and keep me here? You're still too green!

Although he put on a brave face, only Lin Fengmian knew that during the days he hid in the Spirit Spring Space, his palms were sweating with anxiety.

The divine sense of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator is no joke. If it weren't for the powerful spiritual spring space, he would have really been doomed this time.

Honglian couldn't help but chuckle at his smug expression, giving him a disapproving glare, though her eyes held a captivating charm.

"You're still so smug! Do you know how angry you made Gongsun Mili? The look on her face when she left could have killed someone!"

Now that word has spread, the entire Southern Region is talking about it, saying that you, Lin Fengmian, are the first person to escape unscathed from the Thousand-Faced Demoness.

A Core Formation cultivator who even caused her a great loss! You have quite a few people who admire you!

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian's lips twitched violently.

Damn it! I'm doomed! Now I'm infamous!

Being targeted by a vengeful old hag in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, the days ahead are likely to be tough!

The Thousand-Faced Demoness's fearsome reputation in the Southern Region is no joke. It is said that she is vengeful and no one who has offended her has ever had a good ending.

He thought to himself: That old bastard Li Cheng had better not hold on any longer and obediently come back to find him!

Otherwise, there's nowhere to vent this anger.

Thinking this, he had a thought and sensed the wisp of core life essence belonging to Li Cheng that he had intercepted within the spiritual spring space.

That wisp of life soul was like a faint star.

Floating deep within the spiritual spring space, it was firmly locked in place by him with a restriction, unable to move.

"Old man, you think you can run away? I'll give you a little appetizer first!"

Lin Fengmian chuckled mischievously, and his divine sense, like a hand, first flicked that wisp of life soul as if giving it a light tap on the head.

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away, Li Cheng was speeding through a desolate mountain range.

He stumbled and nearly fell from mid-air.

"Huh!? What's going on?"

He steadied himself and looked around in surprise, but found nothing.

The sudden, sharp pain came and went quickly, leaving him somewhat bewildered.