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

Upon hearing his serious yet subtly teasing words, Qin Lan was immediately so ashamed that she wanted to disappear. She lowered her head, almost burying it in her ample bosom.

Exorcising demonic energy? You're kidding me!

On the first day, he completely cleared away the stubborn demonic energy!

But for the next six whole days and nights... this guy was clearly torturing himself in all sorts of ways.

It was as if they wanted to squeeze out and crush all the loneliness and reserve she had accumulated over the years!

What kind of "exorcism" sends people's souls flying to the heavens time and time again?!

I'm so embarrassed!

But unfortunately... she herself was also helpless, repeatedly falling into the vortex of tenderness and rage he wove, unable to extricate herself.

The more Lin Fengmian pretended to be serious and talked about "dispelling demonic energy" and "unblocking meridians," the more...

The more she felt that forbidden stimulation penetrate deep into her bones, the more her body trembled involuntarily.

During these seven days, Lin Fengmian not only took advantage of the favorable timing and location of the spiritual vein's revival,

He fully recovered his previously depleted cultivation, and further, with the help of the perfectly compatible Yin-Yang harmonizing power with Qin Lan,

Through dual cultivation, he tempered his soul and strengthened his dragon energy, thus advancing his cultivation to a new level and faintly touching a new bottleneck.

Her movements were perfectly synchronized with Qin Lan's, without any hesitation, and her calm and composed demeanor inadvertently revealed a gentle yet graceful charm.

That rich and mellow charm, so different from those inexperienced and clueless young disciples,

Even as he reminisced about it, he couldn't help but feel a warm glow in his heart, a gentle ripple of emotion spreading through him.

Today, every inch of the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range, every wisp of spiritual energy, seems to be closely connected to Lin Fengmian's mind.

He didn't even need to deliberately release his divine sense; a slight thought was enough.

One can then sense even the slightest fluctuations of spiritual energy within this mountain range.

Where are hidden caves, where do demonic beasts lurk in the shadows, and where are the spiritual herbs just sprouting tender buds?

They were all as clear as the lines on the palm of your hand.

Even the cultivators who stealthily approached could not escape his perception, whether their footsteps were light or heavy on the rocks, or the speed or slowness of their breathing.

This world has become his absolute domain; all things flow through his mind as easily as his own arms.

Although with his current level of cultivation, he is not yet able to bring the entire Spirit-Severing Land under his control,

But Lin Fengmian was certain that as his strength increased rapidly, that day would come sooner or later.

At that time, this place will truly become his backyard, where he can come and go as he pleases, with no one able to stop him.

"Now that the spiritual energy has recovered, the outside world must be in complete chaos by now..."

Lin Fengmian stood with his hands behind his back on the mountaintop, his clothes fluttering in the mountain wind.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze piercing through the mountain barrier, looking towards the direction of the Phoenix Cry Kingdom's royal palace.

A meaningful smile slowly curved at the corners of his lips, carrying a hint of amusement and anticipation.

"It's about time we went back to take a look. I wonder what kind of interesting expression Empress Su Miaoyun is wearing right now?"

I imagine that the moment she sensed the resurgence of spiritual energy, she must have been both surprised and delighted, while inwardly cursing me for leaving without saying goodbye.

The thought that the seemingly aloof and dignified but actually meticulous empress might be gritting her teeth in his direction right now made Lin Fengmian chuckle softly.

The next moment, Lin Fengmian waved his sleeve lightly, and the spiritual light around him suddenly surged, spreading outwards like a tide, enveloping the two of them and the rocks beneath their feet.

Qin Lan felt a blur before her eyes, and the ground beneath her feet seemed to stretch infinitely and then compress in an instant.

The surrounding scenery receded rapidly like a crumpled scroll, and the mountains and rivers shrank into blurry streaks of light and shadow in her vision.

The wind howled sharply in her ears, then was blocked by the spiritual light. When she regained her footing and her vision refocused, the two of them were already standing high in the sky, a hundred miles away from the Fallen Dragon Mountains.

Beneath your feet stretches an endless expanse of mountains and rivers, unfolding like a miniature sand table, with verdant mountains, winding rivers, and scattered villages and towns all clearly visible.

A strong gale rushed towards her, making Qin Lan's black hair fly wildly, but she could not get within three feet of Lin Fengmian, as the spiritual light on his body naturally kept her away.

Qin Lan stood stunned on the flying boat, her beautiful eyes wide open, her red lips slightly parted, her cold and stunningly beautiful face filled with deep shock and disbelief.

"This... could this be the legendary 'shrinking the earth to an inch' technique?"

She murmured, her voice trembling slightly. In this desolate land devoid of spiritual energy, the most advanced supernatural ability she had ever seen was the sword flight of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Such techniques, capable of covering hundreds of miles in an instant and shrinking the distance to an inch,

She had only ever seen it in those dusty ancient books and the legends of her elders; she never dared to dream that she would one day see it with her own eyes.

Lin Fengmian turned around and looked at Qin Lan's face, which was usually decisive and ruthless but now filled with shock. He couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing. He smiled calmly and said:

"It's just a bunch of petty tricks, not worth mentioning."

However, the casualness in that tone shocked Qin Lan even more. What seemed like a trivial matter in the other person's eyes...

But it was a realm she might never reach even if she spent her entire life trying.

Just how many unexpected skills does this young master Lin possess?

As Qin Lan was filled with excitement, Lin Fengmian took out a three-foot-long sword from his storage bag and hovered it in front of her.

The sword was pale blue throughout, and its scabbard was engraved with delicate bamboo leaf patterns, as fine as hair. It was still sheathed.

An unparalleled sharpness emanated from the sheath, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly and emit a faint hum.

"This sword is called the Green Bamboo Sword. It is a top-grade spiritual weapon, incomparably sharp, and light and graceful, which is perfect for a cultivator like you who takes the path of agility."

Lin Fengmian spoke casually, as if he were giving away an insignificant trinket, without even glancing at the sword.

"What?! This...this is actually...a high-grade spiritual weapon?!"

Qin Lan's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, her beautiful eyes widened, and those usually calm and aloof eyes were now filled with disbelief.

She instinctively reached out her hand, but her fingertips paused just inches from the scabbard, as if afraid that a single touch would shatter this beautiful dream.

As the deputy commander of the Phoenix Cry Kingdom's Imperial Guard, she understood better than anyone what a magical artifact meant.

In this desolate land, magical artifacts are extremely rare treasures. Within the entire Phoenix Cry Kingdom's imperial guards, only a handful of generals possess them.

The item in her hand was a gift from the Empress, who was grateful for her loyalty over the years.

As for magical artifacts, those are all legendary items.

It's either a treasure held by a reclusive immortal sect, or buried deep within ancient ruins, untouchable by anyone.

High-grade spiritual artifacts... there are probably only a handful of such artifacts in the entire Land of Desolation!