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

Even in the cultivation world, a cultivator in the early Foundation Establishment stage would be severely injured and cough up blood if he didn't use a magic weapon to protect himself and had to take this punch head-on!

pity……

Lin Fengmian looked down at his hands, his brows furrowing slightly.

The further one progresses in cultivation, the higher the demands on the physical body become. His progress on the "Great Sun Floating Pagoda Technique" has temporarily stalled due to the thin spiritual energy in the sealed spirit land.

Without spiritual energy to temper the body, relying solely on physical training will result in extremely slow progress.

"We need to get to the Spirit-Severing Gate as soon as possible to find clues to get back."

He muttered to himself, a hint of urgency flashing in his eyes.

This place is devoid of spiritual energy; he's like a fish out of water. If he stays any longer, his cultivation will regress instead of progress. Only by finding a way back to the cultivation world can he continue to grow stronger.

Just as Lin Fengmian was deep in thought, the door creaked open.

A petite figure carrying a wooden basin walked in; it was Qiu Mei.

"Young master, it's time to wash up."

She lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her voice was as soft as water.

Lin Fengmian came to his senses, looked at the obedient little maid, and sighed helplessly.

These past few days, Qiu Mei has taken care of almost all of his daily needs. She serves him tea and water, does his laundry and folds his blankets, and even... personally helps him bathe.

Lin Fengmian still remembers the first time Qiu Mei "served" him. The little girl blushed, her hands trembled, but she braced herself and tried to help him take off his clothes, almost pressing her whole body against him. Through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel the warmth and...shape of that soft, delicate body.

He almost lost his composure at that moment.

To be honest, Qiu Mei is quite a girl. She has delicate features, a petite figure, and a sweet and charming personality. Every time she looks at him, her eyes sparkle, almost as if they're filled with tears, as if she wants to take him in completely.

Lin Fengmian was genuinely puzzled.

The relationships between men and women in this desolate place are far too ambiguous, aren't they?

Little did he know that in the Sealed Land, a young lady's personal maid was the young master's private property. According to the local customs, the maid was obligated to share the responsibility of bearing children for her husband's family with her mistress.

However, Lin Fengmian truly had no such intention at the moment. Leaving aside whether he could return, even if he could, he couldn't possibly leave offspring in a place devoid of spiritual energy.

"Son-in-law, the water is ready..."

Qiu Mei put down the wooden basin, then looked up at him expectantly, her eyes seeming to say: "Young master, do you want me to help you take off your clothes?"

Lin Fengmian's lips twitched.

"No need, I can do it myself."

He coughed lightly, just about to get up to wash up—

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the door was kicked open!

Lin Fengmian frowned and looked up.

A woman, around twenty years old, stood at the door. Her face bore a resemblance to Gu Qingge, but her features held a sharp edge and arrogance. Behind her were four or five female guards with imposing presences and cold, stern expressions.

It was Gu Qingge's second sister, Gu Qingyu.

Qiu Mei trembled with fright and quickly bowed to the person who had come: "Second...Second Miss! What brings you here..."

Gu Qingyu didn't even glance at her. Her gaze swept over Lin Fengmian like a knife, sizing him up and down before a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

"Ha, so this is the husband my silly third sister picked up from the riverbank?"

The tone was utterly contemptuous, as if he were looking at a pile of garbage.

Lin Fengmian raised an eyebrow and stood up with composure: "I am indeed Gu Qingge's husband, Lin Fengmian."

His tone was calm, yet exceptionally firm.

Gu Qingyu snorted coldly and directly reprimanded Qiu Mei, "Qiu Mei, what business is it of yours here? Get out!"

Qiu Mei trembled with fright, nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly walked towards the door. When she reached the door, she couldn't help but turn back to look at Lin Fengmian, her eyes filled with worry.

But she was just a maid and dared not disobey the second young lady's orders.

The door was closed, leaving only Lin Fengmian, Gu Qingyu, and the few female guards who were watching them intently inside.

Gu Qingyu took two steps forward, her chin held high in an arrogant manner:

"Lin Fengmian, I'm giving you two choices."

She held up one finger: "First, you'd better be sensible and get out of our Gu family compound. A lowly vagrant like you is not worthy of the Gu family bloodline!"

She held up a second finger: "Second—I'll have your legs broken and personally throw you out!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the female guards stepped forward in unison, their auras intimidating. Clearly, they would act immediately at Gu Qingyu's command.

Lin Fengmian's temper flared up instantly.

How come this woman is even more domineering than Gu Qingge's mother?

Do you really think I'm easy to bully?

He didn't back down at all, directly retorting, "Sorry, I won't choose either of these options."

He looked directly into Gu Qingyu's eyes and said, word by word, "I want to see Qingge."

"You—" Gu Qingyu didn't expect him to be so tough, and her face darkened.

Just then, a gentle yet distant voice came from outside the door:

"Young Master Lin."

Lin Fengmian looked in the direction of the sound.

Gu Qinglian walked in gracefully, wearing a long blue dress. Her face was dignified, and her temperament was gentle. She seemed much more approachable than Gu Qingyu. However, her eyes also revealed a cold indifference that kept people at a distance.

"Qingge...she doesn't want to see you." Gu Qinglian approached, her tone polite yet distant. "Young Master Lin, if you truly love Qingge, then stop bothering her. You two are not suitable."

Lin Fengmian felt a chill run down his spine when he saw her so confident demeanor.

Don't want to see me?

He remained silent for a moment, the image of Gu Qingge's stubborn yet gentle face appearing in his mind. For her own sake, she had even knelt before the ancestral hall for a long time, determined to escape the coercion of her family.

But in the end...

Did she ultimately choose her family?

A complex mix of emotions welled up in Lin Fengmian's heart. There was disappointment, understanding, and a sense of relief.

She grew up in the Gu family, and her mother and sisters were her closest relatives. Asking her to give up everything for a man she'd only known for a few months was truly too difficult.

He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over Gu Qinglian and Gu Qingyu, his tone calm:

"Young Miss, Second Young Miss. In that case, please convey this message to Qingge—"

He paused, then said, word by word:

"I, Lin Fengmian, will wait for her outside Qinghe County for three days."

"If she comes within three days, I will take her to the ends of the earth. If she doesn't come... I will leave alone and never disturb her again."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qinglian remained outwardly calm, but inwardly she was overjoyed. These were exactly the words she had been waiting for.

She immediately replied, "Young Master Lin is indeed a man of principle. Alright, I will certainly convey your message."

Gu Qingyu, standing to the side, scoffed disdainfully, "Hmph, what are you pretending to be so affectionate for? A stinking vagrant like you dares to ask my third sister to go with you?"

Lin Fengmian was too lazy to waste any more words with them.