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

Lin Fengmian chuckled, separated a wisp of his divine sense, and connected with the trace of Li Cheng's original soul power in the spiritual spring space, skillfully sending a set of "Deluxe Enhanced Version of the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty Experience Package" to him remotely.

Old man, it's been so long since we last caught up, are you itching for a beating? Let me give you a little nudge!

……

Meanwhile, deep in a desolate mountain range.

Li Cheng, who was racking his brains for a way to break free from the shackles of his soul power and regain his freedom, suddenly let out a scream that was extremely shrill and miserable—

"Agh!!! Lin Fengmian!!! You little bastard!! You beast!!!"

That familiar, excruciating pain, enough to make even the gods weep, descended once more without warning. And this time, it was more intense and longer-lasting than ever before!

He writhed on the ground in agony, his remnant soul surging violently, as if it were about to completely dissipate at any moment. The surrounding boulders were shattered into dust by his out-of-control soul power, the entire mountain forest trembled, and birds and beasts scattered and fled.

"Why?! Why can't I escape this little devil's clutches even after running to the ends of the earth?! What kind of evil thing did he leave on me?!"

He roared in despair, his past pride, scheming, and resentment being crushed inch by inch into dust amidst endless pain.

It was unclear how much time had passed before the aftershocks of the torture gradually subsided.

Li Cheng collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, his remnant soul so weak it was almost transparent, his eyes vacant, filled only with deep-seated fear and a trace of resigned dejection.

"That's enough...that's enough!"

He spoke hoarsely, his voice utterly exhausted, as if he had aged a thousand years:

"I, Li Cheng, have roamed the Spirit Realm for thousands of years, scheming and plotting countless schemes, yet... I never imagined that I would ultimately fall at the hands of a mere junior from the lower realms, and fall so utterly... How laughable, truly laughable!"

He recalled that during his escape, he had secretly met and tested many so-called geniuses and talents, and even once wanted to personally cultivate a peerless genius, take him as a disciple, and rebirth him in his body.

But those guys are either greedy and stupid, or all bark and no bite, their character is so bad they're not even fit to carry Lin Fengmian's shoes!

"Can a prodigy who can't even be suppressed or outmaneuvered by someone like me still be called a prodigy?"

A thought he was extremely unwilling to admit, yet was crystal clear, finally surfaced in his mind—

"Perhaps... only that ruthless little monster Lin Fengmian is worthy of carrying my remnant soul, and only he has a sliver of hope of returning to the spirit world, or even going further?"

At this moment, Li Cheng was actually somewhat convinced.

It wasn't succumbing to power, but rather being awed by the kid's meticulous scheming, ruthless and decisive methods, and unfathomable cunning. That kid was even more cunning than this old fox who had lived for thousands of years!

"Damn it! I give up!"

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes, his brows furrowed.

Huh? Why am I in Zhongzhou?

That direction is clearly the territory of the Central Continent Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance!

Li Cheng was stunned, a sudden and extremely ominous premonition rising in his heart. That kid... actually went to Zhongzhou? And even infiltrated the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance?!

His lips twitched violently a few times, his heart filled with mixed emotions. But quickly, he took a deep breath, as if making some enormous decision, and muttered under his breath:

"I don't care anymore! I'm done for! There's no hiding, no escaping... so I might as well accept it!"

He straightened his ethereal back, cleared his throat, and adopted an expression of heroic defiance:

"I, Li Cheng... am back to be your grandpa again!"

After saying that, he transformed into a dim streak of light and sped off towards the Central Plains!

……

Meanwhile, in a cave dwelling within the Wandao Immortal Alliance region of Zhongzhou.

Lin Fengmian slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, and then a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

He had now successfully stabilized his cultivation and reached the late stage of Core Formation! The spiritual energy within his body was more than twice as abundant as before, and he could feel the full power in every move he made.

This feeling is fucking awesome!

However, when he decided to strike while the iron was hot and try to continue his cultivation, it was as if he was shackled by an invisible iron chain.

When the spiritual energy in his body reached a certain point, it completely stopped and could not move forward no matter how much he tried to push or push it.

Lin Fengmian tried several times, his face growing increasingly dark, until finally he couldn't help but curse under his breath, "Damn it!"

This damned Five Elemental Roots is like a bottomless pit! Ordinary pills and arduous cultivation simply cannot fill it!

He gritted his teeth and quickly realized that if he wanted to improve his cultivation, he would probably still have to rely on that dual cultivation technique.

Cultivating with fairies is the fastest and most effective shortcut for him to break through his bottleneck!

But... Gongsun Mili has already left, and Xiao Ling'er's cultivation level is too low to be harmed in the slightest. Looking across the entire Yellow Springs Peak, he's a lone commander, without even a cultivation partner!

Thinking of this, Lin Fengmian couldn't help but let out a wail, collapsing onto the futon and sprawling out, staring at the cave ceiling:

"If this were my Hehuan Sect's home base, wouldn't I be able to repair it whenever I wanted, and change the person whenever I wanted?!"

Chu Qingyi, Honglian, Xiao Xiyue... any one of them could make my cultivation level skyrocket!

Unfortunately, those are all things that can never be returned to.

He shook his head helplessly, sat up, and his eyes gradually hardened.

Since we can't cultivate together now, let's learn some spells to improve our combat power!

We can't just sit around waiting for a woman to fall from the sky!

He was pondering where to find cultivation techniques when he suddenly felt discouraged. Previously, when he cultivated those high-level supernatural abilities...

It was all provided by that old bastard Li Cheng; he could spout all sorts of secret techniques and cultivation methods off the top of his head.

Now that the old bastard has run away, he feels a bit uneasy.

However, there's always a way out!

Fortunately, Lin Fengmian's current identity is not ordinary—he has become Gongsun Chan's disciple, who is the Holy Maiden of the previous generation of the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance!

As her only true disciple, he wields considerable authority within the Myriad Paths Immortal Alliance.

Thinking of this, Lin Fengmian's eyes lit up, and he swaggered out of the cave and headed towards the Scripture Pavilion of the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance.

The Scripture Repository is located in the central area of ​​the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance; it is a magnificent nine-story tower.

The entire structure is made of an unknown type of white jade, with carved beams and painted rafters, and a shimmering light that inspires awe when viewed from afar.

Lin Fengmian stood in front of the tower, looking up at it, and couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration:

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder it's a super power in Zhongzhou! This scripture pavilion alone is ten times more magnificent than the entire library of the Hehuan Sect combined! It's ridiculously powerful!"

He stepped inside.

Upon stepping through the tower gate, the scene before him was even more dazzling. The space on the first floor was astonishingly large.