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

Cang Yuwei trembled. The moment the spiritual energy surged into her body, she felt a strange heat spreading through her limbs and bones, a tingling sensation that made her let out a soft moan.

She bit her lip, enduring the strange feeling, holding her breath and focusing her mind, guiding the spiritual energy to circulate throughout her body.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

She could clearly feel that the shackles that had been holding her back were loosening little by little!

At the same time, Lin Fengmian also felt a pure primordial yin energy flowing back from Cang Yuwei's body, like a clear spring flowing into a dried-up riverbed. In his dantian, spiritual energy began to surge and grow at an astonishing speed.

Both were immersed in this strange and profound state of cultivation; the fusion of their spiritual energy was more direct and profound than any words could express...

Silent all night.

As dawn broke, Lin Fengmian slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

He lowered his head to sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy within his body, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Qi Refining Level 3!

In just one night, he jumped directly from the first level of Qi Refining to the third level!

Moreover, he could clearly feel that his Pure Yang Holy Body was slowly awakening under the guidance of this spiritual power. The long-dormant power of the Holy Body, like a dormant dragon, began to raise its eyelids little by little.

He turned to look at Cang Yuwei beside him.

At this moment, Cang Yuwei was sitting to the side, her cheeks flushed, her red lips slightly parted, and her beautiful eyes filled with unbelievable surprise.

She raised her hand, looking at the faint yet real wisp of spiritual light gathering in her palm, her eyes reddening.

Level 1 of Qi Refining.

She has truly embarked on the path to immortality.

She turned around and looked at Lin Fengmian, her feelings extremely complex. There was gratitude, relief, and a strange flutter in her heart that she herself didn't even realize she was experiencing.

She took a deep breath and said to herself: All of this is just to become stronger, just to achieve the Great Dao, just to better guard the Demon-Suppressing Abyss!

She tried hard to convince herself to suppress that strange feeling.

What she didn't know was that some things, once they take root in your heart, can never be uprooted.

In the days that followed, the two spent almost every night together practicing their internal energy.

Three days later, inside the cabin.

Cang Yuwei, drenched in sweat, leaned against the bedside, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement. She could feel her spiritual power expanding and condensing at an unprecedented speed, showing faint signs of breaking through to the second level of Qi Refining!

Lin Fengmian's story is even more outrageous.

In just a few days, his cultivation level soared like a rocket, reaching the fifth level of Qi Refining!

Even he himself found it unbelievable, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This Yin-Yang Harmony Chapter is indeed worthy of being the secret technique of the Hehuan Sect. Combined with my Pure Yang Holy Body, it's like I've been given a cheat code... It's just that poor Cang Yuwei is suffering."

He glanced at Cang Yuwei, who was slightly out of breath beside him, and felt somewhat guilty.

Although her cultivation had improved rapidly these past few days, each fusion of spiritual energy had taken a toll on Cang Yuwei, and she was practically gritting her teeth to persevere. But this girl was incredibly stubborn; every time he asked her, she would just blush and say "It's nothing," and then the next time she would sit down next to him on her own initiative.

On this day, an elder of the Jueling Sect happened to pass by the disciples' residence, and his divine sense inadvertently swept over the small wooden house.

Then--

His consciousness froze in mid-air.

"Cultivating... Qi Refining Level 5?!"

The elder's mouth gaped open, his eyes widened, and he stood frozen in place for a long time, as if struck by lightning.

He recognized this new disciple. He'd only joined the sect seven days ago, back when he was just a mortal with no cultivation! Seven days! From a mortal to the fifth level of Qi Refining?! What kind of monster was this?!

The news spread like wildfire throughout the entire Jueling Sect.

The entire clan was in uproar.

"Seven days to reach the fifth level of Qi Refining? Are you kidding me!"

"I've been practicing for five years and only reached level two in Qi Refining! He reached level five in just seven days?! How is that possible?!"

"He must have obtained some incredible opportunity! Or... practiced some kind of evil magic!"

Various opinions, doubts, and jealous voices arose one after another, never ceasing.

Ultimately, after an emergency discussion among several elders, it was decided to make an exception and select Lin Fengmian as the strongest new disciple, who would then accompany the sect's team to the Demon Suppression Abyss to witness the ceremony.

Such a genius must be nurtured and must not be buried!

The news caused an uproar among the disciples, who had previously only discussed it privately.

A horse-faced senior disciple, who had been studying for five years and possessed a fire-elemental celestial spiritual root, was the first to jump out. His features were contorted, and a finger almost poked Lin Fengmian's nose; his voice was shrill and piercing.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He was agitated; his entire horse-like face turned a deep liver color, and he roared hoarsely:

"I've cultivated diligently for five years! Day and night without rest! Only with my innate talent as a Heavenly Spiritual Root have I barely reached the second level of Qi Refining! How can he, a piece of trash who's only been an initiator for a few days, be at the fifth level of Qi Refining?! Huh?! How?!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared like a madman, clearly his Dao heart had been shattered.

Not only this horse-faced disciple, but many of the older disciples around him, who had painstakingly cultivated for years to barely advance a level, also looked dejected and disheartened. Their gazes towards Lin Fengmian were filled with envy, jealousy, and even—hatred!

On what grounds?

Why is it that he, a newcomer, gets such an opportunity? Why does he possess such talent?

Lin Fengmian stood there, looking embarrassed and helpless.

"Damn it, it's all because this place has such thin spiritual energy. If the spiritual energy were even a little bit denser, I wouldn't have to resort to this method to improve my cultivation... Now look what's happened, I've shocked everyone and become the target of everyone's criticism."

He originally only wanted to quietly reach the second or third level of Qi Refining, but who would have thought that Cang Yuwei's physique seemed to be exceptionally compatible with his Pure Yang Holy Body, and the effect of each spiritual energy fusion far exceeded expectations, directly pushing him to the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Seeing no response, the horse-faced disciple became even more frenzied, shouting hoarsely:

"Demonic arts! He's definitely practicing demonic arts!"

His face was contorted with rage as he pointed at Lin Fengmian, his voice echoing throughout the entire square:

"Only a demon corrupted by demonic energy could possess such an unbelievable cultivation speed! Elders, he must be a spy sent by the demon race!"

These words were like a spark falling into a pot of boiling oil.

Several elders who already harbored doubts about Lin Fengmian's cultivation speed turned grim upon hearing this. They exchanged glances, increasingly convinced that something was amiss.

"Indeed, such progress is unheard of; it is certainly not something that can be achieved through the righteous path!"

"He's definitely a demon! As for why I can't sense any demonic energy... he must be hiding it extremely well!"