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

"What's the rush? You have to be patient to catch a big fish. That Yu Chan'er is Lin Fengmian's most beloved little darling right now."

"Given that kid's womanizing and domineering nature, if his woman is in our hands, why wouldn't he come?"

He paused, a glint of greed and anticipation flashing in his eyes:

"Just wait, this is a great opportunity to make a great contribution!"

The sect leader even used his most cherished and only favor, accumulated over many years, to persuade someone as powerful as Shuangshuangren to intervene. Do you think Lin Fengmian wouldn't be hiding a tremendous secret?

"Hehe, you're right..." The subordinate, upon hearing this, also became excited, rubbing his hands together.

"Once we capture that kid and uncover his secrets, we'll get our share of the credit!"

The commander did not respond, but squinted and looked towards the valley entrance.

Is Wen Rushuang really only helping the sect leader deal with Lin Fengmian?

The commander thought of her peach blossom eyes, her languid smile, and her seemingly casual yet piercing words.

He couldn't see through that woman's thoughts.

Forget it.

Anyway, the sect leader has his own arrangements; he just needs to carry out the orders.

……

Meanwhile, Lin Fengmian was already hundreds of miles away.

He moved like lightning, speeding through the night.

Beneath his feet were rolling mountains, above him a sky full of stars, and the wind whistled past his ears, making his robes flutter.

Suddenly, he stopped on a mountain ridge.

He clearly sensed the pure yang essence imprint he had left in Yu Chan'er's body.

This is a little secret he only recently discovered.

Any woman who has engaged in deep cultivation with him will naturally retain a trace of his unique pure yang essence within her body, like an invisible brand.

As long as the distance isn't too far, he can roughly sense the other person's location and the strength of their life force with a slight thought.

At this moment, the feedback from the mark indicated that Yu Chan'er's life force was stable.

It seemed to be asleep or imprisoned, its location pointing towards the desolate mountains and valleys a hundred miles outside Qingyang City.

"It's not Zhou Hanshan..."

Lin Fengmian stood on the mountain ridge, the night wind blowing his black hair into disarray, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

He adjusted his breathing while calmly analyzing the situation.

That old scoundrel Zhou Hanshan is more like a bully who acts impulsively and is straightforward; he wouldn't come up with such a sophisticated and underhanded trick as kidnapping and blackmail.

If that old man wanted to deal with him, he would most likely lead his men to storm the palace gates and challenge them, instead of secretly kidnapping a maid.

"Could it be Zhao Yuanlong...?"

A cold glint gathered in Lin Fengmian's eyes.

This newly emerged Nascent Soul expert is cunning, ruthless, and unscrupulous in achieving his goals, making him more like a mastermind behind the scenes.

He crippled his son and killed his father; the enmity ran too deep.

Given Zhao Yuanlong's personality, he might indeed resort to such underhanded tactics.

However, no matter who it is, anyone who dares to touch his woman has crossed his line.

Lin Fengmian was extremely angry.

That anger wasn't the violent kind of raging flames, but rather like the undercurrent surging deep within a cold pool—icy, heavy, and almost threatening to completely devour his reason.

Yu Chan'er.

That little girl who would blush and call him "Young Master".

That little girl whose eyes were always on him, whose eyes crinkled when she smiled, and who gave him her purest heart and soul without reservation.

She was so clean, so soft, like a white lotus that shouldn't be tainted by wind and rain.

But now, they have been used as bait and are trapped deep in that mountain range, their fate unknown.

Whenever he closed his eyes, that blushing face, those clear, bright eyes, and her slightly trembling fingertips when she first awkwardly approached him would appear in his mind.

The more he thought about it, the more his anger surged.

Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; to touch them is certain death!

Yu Chan'er is Lin Fengmian's Achilles' heel!

Since the other party showed no mercy, Lin Fengmian would no longer concern himself with morality. Rules and bottom lines were all thrown to the winds at this moment.

There is only one thing he wants.

Take her home.

A day later, after traveling at full speed, he quietly arrived at the outer edge of the target mountain range.

He rode his sword at breakneck speed, pushing his spiritual power to its limit, his entire being like a streak of light streaking across the sky.

He didn't even rest for a moment along the way, but kept swallowing pills to restore his spiritual power, thus compressing the original two-day journey into one day.

But he did not rush in.

Instead, he found a secluded cave on the outskirts, set up a simple energy-concealing barrier, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to sense the surroundings.

Yu Chan'er's breath was still there.

Although the pulse was weak, it was stable, indicating that she was not in immediate danger.

But what made Lin Fengmian frown was that the aura remained in one place without moving at all.

This shows that the other party clearly wanted to use her as bait to lure them into a trap.

That's good news.

This at least shows that they won't easily harm Yu Chan'er before actually taking action. They need her alive and unharmed before they'll willingly step into the trap.

This gave him ample time to prepare.

Lin Fengmian took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with cold light. Then, with a thought, his soul sank into the jade pendant's space.

White mist swirled, and spiritual energy surged like a tide.

He sat cross-legged under the magical willow tree and began to take things out one by one.

First, there's the blood dragon fruit.

This fruit is entirely crimson, with faint dragon patterns flowing across its surface, radiating a rich, almost tangible, energy of blood and qi.

The natural lines on the fruit peel resemble dormant dragon veins, containing a vast life essence.

Blood dragon fruit can greatly replenish the user's blood and energy, making it the best aid for performing forbidden secret techniques such as the Blood Burning Technique.

By consuming a few pills before battle and then using the Blood Burning Technique to forcibly boost one's strength,

Even if there are side effects after the practice ends, the resulting weakening of qi and blood is almost negligible.

When an ordinary cultivator uses the Blood Burning Technique, they will be weak for at least several months afterward, suffering severe depletion of qi and blood, and may even drop in cultivation level.

But with the blood dragon fruit, this cost becomes almost negligible.

Next came a blood-red pill with a shimmering, iridescent surface, exuding a spiritual energy so intense it was almost unsettling.

Grade Three Bloodthirsty Pill!

This is his most treasured possession.

After taking it, one's spiritual power and physical strength will soar to a terrifying level. It was specially made by him to rescue Nangong Li and Nangong Chan'er.

I have three left now.

This pill is incredibly precious because there are no materials available to refine it in this secret realm; every one used reduces the available supply.

Lin Fengmian carefully placed the three Bloodthirst Pills in the most convenient position, and gently rubbed the surface of the pills with his fingertips.

The warm touch calmed him down a little.

Of course, besides that, there were also all sorts of talismans, which Lin Fengmian drew in his spare time.