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

Lin Fengmian felt the cool, soft touch on his wrist and sighed inwardly.

This woman is really domineering!

He is a man of his word, and he does not tolerate any dissent.

But for some reason, the more assertive he became, the more it fueled his innate desire to conquer.

In his past life, he was involved with all sorts of wealthy women.

What she excels at is charming women who seem unattainable.

Gradually pull yourself into your own rhythm.

But... not now.

"Senior sister," Lin Fengmian softened her tone, attempting to negotiate.

"Why don't we get to know each other better? It wouldn't be too late to decide whether to become Daoist partners."

"No!"

Nangong Li resolutely refused.

What if that little bitch Chu Qingyi changes her mind?

We must finish this quickly!

After thinking it over, she slightly increased the pressure in her hand.

Lin Fengmian felt a gentle force coming from him.

My whole body was then lightly "pulled" up.

Following Nangong Li, they quickly walked towards a spacious platform within the sect, which was used by disciples to fly on their swords.

"Senior sister, what's wrong...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Nangong Li waved her hand.

A flying sword, its entire body shimmering with a pale purple light, hovered above the ground.

Three feet off the ground.

She first pushed Lin Fengmian onto the front of the flying sword, then lightly leaped up herself and stood behind him.

"Walk."

Nangong Li's voice was clear and cold.

"Let's sign the Daoist Couple Contract today."

The moment the flying sword activated, Lin Fengmian's body swayed.

He wrapped his arms around Nangong Li's slender waist, which was barely a hand's breadth away.

"you!"

Nangong Li's body stiffened.

"What do you want to do?!"

Lin Fengmian turned his head innocently and blinked:

"Senior sister, I'm afraid of heights... This flying sword is so fast, I can't stand still."

"Afraid of heights?" Nangong Li laughed in exasperation.

"Hasn't Chu Qingyi taken you flying on a sword before?"

"No."

Lin Fengmian spoke frankly and frankly.

"Why would she take me out to fly? During the years I was in the Holy Maiden Temple, I could count the number of times I went out on one hand."

As he spoke, his gaze drifted down quite casually.

A blast of air rushed towards him, causing Nangong Li's magnificent purple robe to cling tightly to his body, outlining his breathtaking curves.

Her skirt fluttered in the wind, revealing glimpses of her long, slender legs.

The lines, the proportions...

Lin Fengmian secretly praised him, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

He could play with those legs all night without getting tired of them.

"Do my legs look good?"

Nangong Li's cold voice suddenly came from above.

Lin Fengmian snapped out of his daze and laughed without any hesitation.

"Beautiful! Of course, Senior Sister's legs are beautiful, they're simply... unrealistically beautiful."

He paused, then a slightly roguish smile appeared on his face:

"Can I touch it to make sure it's real? What if it's fake?"

"Hehehe..."

This time, Nangong Li was genuinely amused.

She lightly covered her red lips and let out a clear, bell-like laugh.

She had never met a man like Lin Fengmian before.

In the past, when those male cultivators secretly looked at her, their gazes were either lewd and disgusting.

Either pretend to be serious while actually being distracted.

Lin Fengmian was the first person to be so open and frank as to say he wanted to "touch" it.

Surprisingly... it's not annoying.

It's even kind of interesting.

His opinion of Lin Fengmian rose another point.

Seeing her laughing heartily, Lin Fengmian's mind began to stir.

He decided to test the woman's "depth".

The right hand, which had been wrapped around her waist, began to silently slide downwards.

Fingertips lightly brushed across the soft flesh of her waist, then moved towards her alluring thighs.

"You really want to touch it!"

My hand had just slid halfway down when it was precisely caught by a cool, jade-like hand.

Nangong Li stopped laughing and turned to look at him.

A playful glint shone in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Fengmian knew that his little trick had been seen through, so he simply stopped pretending.

He withdrew his hand and obediently put his arm around her waist again.

His tone became more serious:

"Senior sister, let's be frank. What exactly do you want from me to become your Daoist partner? Is it just to spite Chu Qingyi?"

Nangong Li raised an eyebrow, remaining noncommittal:

"You're quite smart."

She paused.

"I'm curious, how could that little bitch Chu Qingyi bear to break up with you?"

Lin Fengmian chuckled self-deprecatingly:

"The person she loves isn't me. In her eyes, I'm nothing more than a burden forced upon her by the sect. It would be better if I left. So, Senior Sister might have miscalculated."

His tone carried a hint of melancholy, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

Nangong Li caught a glimpse of his expression from the side, and a strange feeling stirred within her.

Her voice softened unconsciously.

"Don't worry, I know Chu Qingyi too well. She's incredibly possessive."

"And I saw you all clearly when you came out today."

That little bitch's face showed not a trace of joy; on the contrary, she looked utterly dejected.

Lin Fengmian's heart stirred.

Is Chu Qingyi unhappy?

Could it be that I've really developed feelings for myself after sleeping with him?

"So, as long as you cooperate with me and help me anger her, preferably to the point that her Dao heart becomes unstable and she develops inner demons..."

Lin Fengmian raised an eyebrow and asked in return:

"I can help you, but what's in it for me?"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Li was not annoyed at all; instead, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

She likes ambitious men who are willing to negotiate terms.

If Lin Fengmian simply obeyed, she would find it boring.

"Spirit stones and pills will naturally be provided to you."

Her voice was low, with a certain alluring rhythm.

"and……"

She tilted her head slightly, her delicate profile almost touching Lin Fengmian's lips.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was so soft it could melt water.

"Once it's done, whatever you say goes. I'll serve you tea and water, make your bed... I might even let you sleep day and night, it's not out of the question~"

As she spoke, a faint, cool fragrance emanated from her.

Resembling both plum blossoms and orchids, it is subtle yet deeply penetrating the heart.

Lin Fengmian felt a heat in his lower abdomen, and the fire in his heart suddenly surged up.

This woman's level is definitely not comparable to that of a naive and innocent girl like Chu Qingyi!

Every word, every action, every frown, every smile.

If you're not careful, she might eat you alive, leaving not even bones behind.

The flying sword swept over several mountain peaks, and the outline of the disciples' residential area could already be seen.

Lin Fengmian composed himself and said:

"Senior sister, since I'm moving to your place, shouldn't I at least be allowed to go back to the Saintess Palace to pack my things first?"

Nangong Li's eyes sparkled, and after a moment's thought, she smiled sweetly:

"Great, this is a good opportunity to 'visit' Chu Qingyi."

"In front of her for a little while... I'll allow you to be a little presumptuous, okay?"

She drew out the last syllable of her voice, her eyes alluring.

Lin Fengmian swallowed again.

Why do I feel like... I'm the one being flirted with?

No way! In his past life, he was the one who flirted with others; he's not the type to be led by the nose by a woman.

We must turn the tide in a moment!

Before long, the flying sword slowly landed in the courtyard in front of the Holy Maiden's Palace.