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

A violent surge of spiritual energy slammed into the protective array of the Hehuan Sect, creating visible ripples!

The array trembled violently, emitting a muffled buzzing sound!

"This...this is a fourth-order grand formation?!"

Outside the formation, a hoarse, aged voice, laced with lewd laughter, boomed like muffled thunder:

"Hehehe... The little Hehuan Sect actually possesses a fourth-tier mountain-protecting formation? They do have some hidden strength!"

The voice paused, then suddenly rose in pitch, transforming into an extremely arrogant and fierce shout:

"Listen up, you ants of the Joyful Union Sect! I am the Ancestor of Blissful Paradise! I have come to your door today for only one person—hand over that brat named Lin Fengmian at once!"

"otherwise--"

His tone suddenly turned cold:

"Once I personally break this formation, I will drain your entire sect, men, women, and children, of their life essence! I will make you wish you were dead!"

The voice carried the terrifying pressure of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

It swept down like a tidal wave.

The pressure was so intense that the disciples with low cultivation levels within the Hehuan Sect turned pale, their legs went weak, and they couldn't even stand up straight.

Lin Fengmian's lips twitched suddenly as he looked up at the pink mist in the sky and the withered figure that was vaguely visible within it.

Damn it! That old pervert! He actually tracked me down to the sect!

An inexplicable anger rose within him—

Once I've arrived in Zhongzhou, established myself, and become stronger, the first person I'll settle accounts with is you, you old bastard!

When the time comes, I'll make sure you know why the flowers are so red!

Just as he was gritting his teeth, a white figure soared up like a startled swan and appeared in the sky above the great formation in the blink of an eye.

It was Chu Qingyi.

She was dressed in white, her black hair flying, her beautiful face as cold as ice, and her clear, beautiful eyes filled with undisguised disgust and determination as she looked at the gaunt figure outside the formation.

"Ancestor Bliss, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, your actions are utterly despicable!"

When the Blissful Ancestor saw Chu Qingyi appear, his cloudy old eyes lit up instantly, and his gaze greedily swept over her exquisite figure.

He licked his chapped lips and cackled:

"Tsk tsk tsk... Isn't this the number one fairy of Qingzhou, Fairy Chu? It's been many years, and you've become even more beautiful and charming!"

"What a pity... When I asked you to marry me back then, your master refused no matter what!"

His tone suddenly turned cold:

"However! I haven't come here today to reminisce about the past!"

"Hand over Lin Fengmian immediately, and I will leave without harming a single blade of grass in your Hehuan Sect! If you don't hand him over—"

His withered fingers slowly clenched, pink mist surged wildly around him, and the terrifying pressure of the Nascent Soul stage descended like a mountain!

"Then don't blame me for disregarding our past relationship!"

Chu Qingyi shouted:

"Don't even think about it!"

Her spiritual energy suddenly erupted, condensing into a light blue barrier in front of her, and she did not retreat an inch.

Seeing her so resolute, the Blissful Ancestor's anger flared up. He grunted, his spiritual energy surging wildly, his five fingers forming a claw, aimed directly at Chu Qingyi—

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for bullying the weak!"

"Prepare to die—"

Before the words were finished—

Three extremely terrifying auras suddenly descended upon the Hehuan Sect's grand formation without warning!

The aura was so strong that it was as if three towering mountains had descended from the sky, causing the pink mist to freeze instantly and even slow down its flow!

Three figures appeared out of thin air, the one in the lead being Gongsun Mili.

She wore a purple dress, her black hair cascading down her back, still maintaining her usual languid and carefree demeanor. But at this moment, her beautiful peach blossom eyes held a rare sharpness as she stared intently at the gaunt figure outside the formation.

When she saw that the Blissful Ancestor was once again besieging the Joyful Union Sect, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and then—

She suddenly turned her head to look at the middle-aged man beside her, whose face was slightly flushed and whose aura was as steady as a mountain, and extended her slender fingers.

Pointing towards the Patriarch of Bliss from afar, her tone carried three parts grievance and seven parts coquettishness:

"Second Uncle! It's that old pervert! He ambushed me on the road and said he wanted to take me back to be his furnace!"

What?!

Upon hearing this, the Blissful Patriarch felt a chill run down his spine!

When did he ever say he wanted to capture Gongsun Mili to use as a furnace cauldron?!

This woman is clearly spouting nonsense and making baseless accusations!

But before he could even open his mouth to defend himself—

The red-faced middle-aged man, who was called "Second Uncle," had his gaze locked onto him like two cold lightning bolts!

"snort!"

A cold snort exploded in his mind like a thunderclap!

"You mere barbarian cultivator from Qingzhou dares to covet the apple of my Gongsun family's eye? You're courting death!"

Before he finished speaking, the red-faced old man casually raised his hand and lightly patted the Blissful Ancestor from a distance—

The movement was so light and casual, as if it were merely brushing away a speck of dust.

however--

"puff--!!"

The Blissful Ancestor couldn't even see how the other party made their move; he only felt an irresistible force crashing down like a raging tidal wave!

His body was surrounded by a protective aura, and the pink light barrier that was strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from an ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was as fragile as paper in the face of this immense force!

"Click—"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the protective aura shattered instantly!

Immediately afterwards, that tremendous force slammed into his chest without any resistance!

Blood gushed out!

The body of the Blissful Ancestor flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, flying hundreds of feet away and crashing heavily into the mountain wall of a distant mountain!

"Boom—!"

The mountainside collapsed, rocks flew everywhere, and dust filled the sky!

One palm!

Just one palm strike!

The arrogant and domineering Nascent Soul cultivator, Ancestor Bliss, was easily and severely injured like a dead dog!

Inside the mountain wall, blood gushed from the mouth of the Blissful Ancestor, as if his internal organs had been shattered by that palm strike!

He was utterly horrified, his heart was breaking—

"This...this is definitely not a cultivator from Qingzhou! This level of strength...could it be a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?! Or even...higher?!"

"Damn it! If I hadn't just recently broken through to the next level, and my lifespan wasn't nearing its end, and my strength hadn't yet returned to its peak, I wouldn't have suffered such a humiliating disgrace!"

How could he dare to linger even for a moment?!

Forcing himself to gather his last bit of primordial energy, the Blissful Ancestor transformed into a streak of blood-red light, soaring into the sky from the rubble of the mountain wall, fleeing for his life without looking back! His speed was astonishing, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye!

"Second Uncle! How could you let him get away?!"

Gongsun Mili stomped her foot, her tone filled with dissatisfaction and coquettishness.

The red-faced man withdrew his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly:

"Moon, this fiend's cultivation is not weak. If we really force him to burn his nascent soul and fight to the death, although your second uncle is not afraid, it will still take some effort."

He paused, his gaze deep and thoughtful: