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

"Refine it for me!"

Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth and roared, unleashing the full power of the Great Sun Pagoda Technique!

The pure yang energy within his body roared like an angry dragon, crashing fiercely into that wisp of yin energy. The supremely yang and powerful pure yang energy clashed and eroded each other within his body, creating invisible shockwaves.

The veins were trembling, the bones were buzzing, and the flesh was burning.

pain!

Indescribable, excruciating pain!

But Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and endured it.

I don't know how much time passed.

That wisp of Yin energy was finally completely refined, transforming into a pure energy that slowly merged into his body.

"My bones are stronger, my meridians have widened... even my Yin Spiritual Root has become more solid!"

Lin Fengmian's eyes lit up as he sensed the subtle changes within his body, overjoyed: "This place is a treasure trove for me!"

He grew bolder and began to introduce more Yin energy.

Although the pain doubled, and he almost fainted several times from the pain, each time he survived, his body became stronger, his meridians widened, and his Yin Spirit Root became more solid.

On the other side, under the protection of Lu Chen's pure Yang essence, Wen Rushuang's cultivation became increasingly smooth.

The purple light around her grew stronger and stronger, and even the slightest hint of pressure she released made Lin Fengmian's heart pound with fear.

"This woman... why is her aura becoming more and more frightening?"

Lin Fengmian muttered to himself, but didn't pay much attention. After all, the stronger Wen Rushuang was, the more advantageous it would be for him to cross the valley.

At Wen Rushuang's request, the two sat facing each other, and the yin and yang energies subtly formed a cycle.

Lin Fengmian's pure Yang essence and Wen Rushuang's profound Yin energy interacted with each other, forming a delicate balance between the two.

But even in this seemingly harmonious cultivation—

Lin Fengmian's heart suddenly pounded wildly!

A chilling sense of crisis exploded instantly!

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Across from her, Wen Rushuang had opened her eyes at some point.

But those captivating peach blossom eyes were now completely bloodshot!

Her eyes held no trace of languid allure, only endless vicissitudes, coldness, and an indifference that looked down upon ants. It was a gaze that had witnessed countless ages and seen all the vicissitudes of life, as if before her, all living beings were nothing more than mayflies that lived only a day.

"Young master!"

Wen Rushuang parted her red lips slightly, her voice still soft and sweet, yet it carried an indescribable air of wickedness.

"Thank you for sending my obedient disciple to the Netherworld Boundary Marker!"

She slowly stood up, her crimson eyes looking down at Lin Fengmian, a chilling smile curving her lips.

"This place possesses pure Yin energy, making it the perfect location for me to restore my soul power and fully take over this excellent cauldron!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian's face turned deathly pale.

"You're not Wen Rushuang! You're trying to possess her body?!"

"You only just realized it? How adorably oblivious!"

Wen Rushuang licked her red lips, her crimson eyes filled with greed.

"But don't worry, my foolish disciple wouldn't bear to kill you, and as for me... I'd be even more reluctant!"

She slowly rose, each movement exuding an indescribable elegance and composure, as if the original owner of this body had never existed.

boom--!

A terrifying pressure, far exceeding anything seen before, pressed down like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down!

That was the oppressive aura of an ancient monster who had lived for countless years, mixed with a chilling, malevolent energy, which locked Lin Fengmian tightly. The pressure was so strong that it felt as if a colossal mountain had pressed down on him, making the air thick and sticky like mud.

"Your pure Yang essence is extremely beneficial for me to stabilize my new physical body and comprehend the Great Dao of Yin and Yang!"

Her smile was twisted as she walked step by step toward Lin Fengmian, her crimson eyes gleaming with greed and excitement.

"If you stay obediently and accompany me forever in comprehending the Great Dao of the Underworld, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

You're so beautiful!

Lin Fengmian cursed inwardly, and instantly wanted to fight back.

But the next moment, he was horrified to discover—

I can't move my body at all!

It was as if he was bound by invisible chains, unable to lift even a finger! He couldn't even mobilize a fraction of his spiritual power!

"Young man, don't waste your energy!"

Wen Rushuang walked over with a light laugh, her crimson eyes full of mockery.

"How could you easily break free from my Profound Yin Soul-Binding Curse? From now on, you'll obediently become my male concubine..."

She stretched out her fair palm and gently pressed it on Lin Fengmian's dantian.

"Ugh—!"

Lin Fengmian groaned in pain!

A powerful suction force came, and his pure Yang essence was forcibly drawn away like a floodgate being opened!

The feeling was like having your marrow ripped out, an excruciating pain! Even more terrifying was that the foundation of your cultivation was shaking, and the few flying swords you were nurturing in your dantian were trembling violently, emitting a sharp buzzing sound!

The pure Yang essence, like golden threads, was drawn out strand by strand from his dantian and entered Wen Rushuang's body along her palm.

With each strand drawn out, Lin Fengmian felt his body grow colder and weaker, as if his life force was draining away.

"Tsk tsk, such pure Yang essence..."

Wen Rushuang squinted her eyes, enjoying the scorching power flowing into her body, and let out a comfortable sigh from her red lips.

"As expected, the Pure Yang Sacred Body is truly extraordinary. This taste is a hundred times more wonderful than I anticipated."

She looked down at Lin Fengmian, whose face was deathly pale, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in her bloodshot eyes.

"Young master, don't worry, I won't kill you. It would be such a waste to kill such a treasure like you. There are still many days ahead of me, and I still need you to comprehend the Great Dao of Yin and Yang."

She smiled, a smile that was alluring to the bone, yet carried an indescribable wickedness.

The feeling was as if someone had forcibly ripped his internal organs out of his body, causing excruciating pain that went deep into his bones!

"Well--!"

He groaned, veins bulging on his forehead, cold sweat instantly soaking his robes. But that wasn't the most terrifying part; what terrified him even more was...

As his pure Yang essence was lost, his foundation began to crumble!

The once rock-solid barrier of the dantian now showed traces of cracks, as if it would collapse at any moment!

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Wen Rushuang licked her red lips, a hint of greed and satisfaction flashing in her crimson eyes, her voice languid and alluring:

"In all my years of life, I have never seen such pure spiritual energy. This pure Yang essence... it is truly delicious."

Her voice was sweet and enchanting, yet it made Lin Fengmian feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

His consciousness began to blur, and his vision went black intermittently.

The pure Yang essence is the foundation of his cultivation. If it is drained, even if he doesn't die, he will be completely crippled!

But at this moment, his body seemed to be tightly bound by invisible chains, unable to move, and he could only watch helplessly as his foundation was gradually eroded!