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

"Palace Master Zhao! This boy is an extremely stubborn and arrogant person!"

I don't think there's any need to say anything more. Let's just do as you say, destroy its meridians, and then perform a soul search!

Such lawless scoundrels, who wreak havoc in the harem and bewitch the Empress, are nothing but a menace to our Phoenix Cry Kingdom! Palace Master Zhao, I am willing to lend you a hand!

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian immediately retorted:

"Is the Grand Preceptor so eager to convict me because he's really furious?"

You shameless old man, Qin Lan risked damaging her own reputation to help you, and you really want to take advantage of her and leave without a trace?

"What, now you're jumping out and wagging your tail again? Are you afraid that Palace Master Zhao can't handle me alone, or are you afraid that I'll say something I shouldn't while I'm alive?"

"Outrageous! Utterly outrageous! You're a complete scoundrel!"

Hearing these words, which were not particularly hurtful but extremely insulting, Ling Yuanshan was so angry that his eyes nearly turned black, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He, the Imperial Preceptor, a veteran of three reigns, had never before been so openly insulted in the imperial palace.

That phrase "wagging its tail" was like a knife.

It pierced his heart, making his face turn pale and then red, and his beard trembled violently.

Zhao Yuanlong, standing to the side, also had a livid face, his chest heaving violently, and the veins on his temples throbbing.

All the officials in the court admired Lin Fengmian's courage, but at the same time, they were terrified, fearing that he might take action at the slightest provocation.

At the same time, I wanted to laugh but dared not, which was very difficult to suppress.

Some people lowered their heads and bit their lips tightly, some pretended to cough and covered half of their face with their sleeves, and some even turned their faces to the pillars and shrugged their shoulders slightly.

I have nothing but admiration for Lin Fengmian's skill in retorting.

No wonder he won the Empress's favor.

At the same time, I was secretly sweating for him.

Now that the Empress is not here, this husband should have been more restrained, but who knew that Lin Fengmian, young and fearless, would dare to talk back to the two officials like this.

Even Xiao Ling'er, who came to lend a hand, couldn't help but twitch her lips upon hearing this, almost losing her composure.

A faint smile flickered in her cool eyes, but she quickly suppressed it, only her fingertips curling slightly.

That's enough.

Zhao Yuanlong completely lost his patience and roared:

"Sharp tongue and a silver tongue won't save your life! Kneel down before me!"

Before he finished speaking, he made a sudden move!

It's not magic, but the simplest and most direct punch!

As a successor of the Zhao family's physical cultivation tradition, and possessing an earth-attribute heavenly spiritual root, his physical body is combined with the power of the earth.

This punch was simple and unadorned, yet as heavy as a collapsing mountain, carrying a terrifying aura that could crush everything, and aimed straight at Lin Fengmian!

He's going to beat this arrogant brat to a pulp first!

Then extract and refine his soul!

Wherever the fist passed, the air exploded under the strain, and the jade bricks on the ground trembled slightly, with cracks spreading outwards like a spider web!

Before the force of the punch even reached him, Lin Fengmian felt a tightness in his chest, as if a mountain had crashed into him.

Lin Fengmian's expression changed slightly.

He was confident that he could barely withstand the punch if he tried his best, but it would be a losing proposition.

Even if one were to withstand a full-force punch from a Nascent Soul cultivator with their bare body, their meridians would be damaged, and their blood and qi would churn.

At that point, forget about counterattacking; just suppressing his injuries will be enough to give him a hard time.

So he decisively chose to give up!

"Young master, be careful!"

Xiao Ling'er, who had been standing still, gave a clear shout.

She moved with graceful steps, instantly blocking Lin Fengmian's path. As her white dress fluttered, a chilling sword intent rose from her body.

She was slender and stood in front of Lin Fengmian like a plum blossom braving the snow, facing the overwhelming force of the punch.

Facing the angry punch from the Nascent Soul cultivator, she remained calm, lightly raised her hand, and drew her sword technique!

"Nine Profound Sword Formation! Activate!"

hum!hum!hum!

Nine clear and melodious sword cries rang out almost simultaneously!

Nine top-grade flying swords, each a different color but equally radiant and exuding an incomparably sharp sword intent, appeared out of thin air around Xiao Ling'er and instantly formed an extremely profound sword formation!

The moment the sword formation was completed, a magnificent sword aura, no less powerful than Zhao Yuanlong's fist technique, soared into the sky!

The entire Golden Palace seemed to be filled with endless sword light, the temperature dropped sharply, and the sharp aura stung the skin!

Those servants in the hall with low cultivation levels felt as if their faces had been cut by knives, and they all retreated, unable to even open their eyes.

"What?! Nine top-grade flying swords?!"

"My God! This sword formation... its power is terrifying!"

"What level of cultivation does she possess?!"

Nine swords were drawn! The entire hall was astonished!

Even Zhao Yuanlong's punch faltered, and an incredulous look appeared on his face!

This is not over yet!

A flash of sword light appeared in Xiao Ling'er's beautiful eyes, and the cold aura around her suddenly became extremely sharp and powerful!

Sword technique perfected!

An invisible and intangible force, yet seemingly capable of severing mountains and rivers and shattering all laws, suddenly spread out from her center!

With the support of this perfected sword aura, the power of the Nine Profound Sword Formation increased dramatically once again!

The nine swords rang out in unison, seemingly capable of tearing the sky apart, meeting Zhao Yuanlong's mountain-like fist force head-on!

boom!!!

The force of the fist clashed fiercely with the light of the sword!

The imagined crushing did not occur.

The seemingly invincible earth element fist force was actually blocked by the sword light, and even showed faint signs of being cut and disintegrated!

A violent energy storm exploded in the center of the hall, with surging air currents and sparks flying everywhere.

Fortunately, the main hall was reinforced by an array, otherwise it would probably have collapsed! Even so, the beams and pillars in the hall groaned, and stone chips fell down in a flurry.

Zhao Yuanlong swayed and was actually forced to take half a step back!

Although he only suffered minor injuries, his face was filled with horror!

"Her sword technique has reached perfection... Combined with such an exquisite sword formation and a top-grade flying sword... this woman's combat power can actually rival that of a Nascent Soul cultivator?!"

A storm raged within him, and his gaze toward Xiao Ling'er shifted from greed to deep apprehension.

Lin Fengmian watched from behind with a broad smile.

"Amazing! Incredibly amazing! My Ling'er is incredible!"

He was ecstatic.

"This return on investment is simply incredible! We must increase our efforts in the future, ensuring that there is plenty of spiritual spring water and unlimited elixirs!"

"We'll wait until she breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, then we'll gather all the resources to help her reach the true realm of a Sword Immortal!"

"When the sword technique is fully mastered, combined with the Nine Profound Sword Formation and nine top-grade flying swords that are connected by mind, it can indeed unleash a destructive force that threatens the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm."

Unfortunately, Ling'er's spiritual power is not deep enough, and her endurance is insufficient.

However, this sword formation is definitely enough to give Zhao Yuanlong a hard time!

However, Zhao Yuanlong is a body cultivator, making it difficult for Ling'er to create an opportunity to kill or severely injure him in one strike.

Just as Lin Fengmian was mentally assessing the battle situation, sure enough, he heard Xiao Ling'er's subtle yet clear voice transmission in his ear. Her tone carried a barely perceptible weakness: