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

A faint, dry yet warm aura, belonging to the yang energy of the outside world!

"I sense it... the exit!!!"

"Open it for me—!!!"

Lin Fengmian roared, squeezing out his last bit of strength, and frantically burning his essence blood. His whole body transformed into a blood shadow and shot forward!

"roar--!!!"

Behind them came the Demon Lord's unwilling roar that shook the abyss, and the angry screams of countless demons.

"Thump!"

Lin Fengmian crashed heavily into the pile of rocks outside the Demon Abyss.

He was covered in blood, with countless broken bones, barely breathing, clinging to life with only his last breath.

but--

But he mustered all his strength and raised his head.

His face was covered in blood and grime, but he still managed to force a smile.

"Finally... we escaped."

The sunlight was blinding, and the wind carried the scent of dust and vegetation.

It's nice to be alive.

……

Lin Fengmian struggled to get up, and in a flash, he directly entered the jade pendant space.

They stayed there for a full seven days.

After seven days of recuperation, his injuries were fully healed, and his cultivation became even more refined.

What excited him even more was that he had initially refined one of the Yinming Corpse Fiends.

This corpse originated from the remains of an ancient powerful being, and after being tempered by the Yin and Nether Qi and the demonic energy of the abyss, its physical body is so strong that it is indestructible.

The instant his mind connected with the corpse demon—

A desolate and malevolent aura originating from ancient times swept over us, only to be forcefully suppressed by the jade pendant's spatial energy.

With a thought from Lin Fengmian, the eyes of the corpse puppet instantly flickered with ghostly fire, and its movements were as swift as lightning, leaving only a fleeting afterimage.

Lin Fengmian tried tapping it, and it produced a clear and resonant sound, like striking a weapon forged from fine iron.

"Wow." A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Fengmian's eyes.

This physical body is practically a humanoid magical artifact, indestructible and exceptionally agile, far more so than ordinary puppets.

Although those mechanical puppets were quite powerful, their movements were always sluggish, requiring the operator to guide them with their divine sense. Once the distance was too far or the divine sense was disturbed, they would lose control.

But this corpse puppet was completely different.

It is in tune with my mind; the moment I think of it, the corpse puppet moves without the slightest delay. It is no exaggeration to say that it is my second clone.

"This is another major trump card I have now!" Lin Fengmian smiled and secretly calculated in his heart.

As for the other corpse puppet, Lin Fengmian planned to refine it himself first.

This corpse puppet is clearly of a higher grade than the first one.

His body radiated a faint silver-gray luster, his bones were thick and strong, his knuckles were like iron, and there were faint runes running under his skin.

If I can completely refine this body as well, my combat power will increase dramatically.

However, one shouldn't try to do too much at once. For now, it's best to completely control the first corpse puppet, and then slowly refine the second one when there's more free time later.

"As for this one..." Lin Fengmian's gaze shifted to the second corpse puppet, and he already had a plan in mind.

"Give it to Li Cheng, and while you're at it, try to get some benefits from him. After all, we'll need this old guy's help in the future, so we have to keep him firmly under our control."

Although Li Cheng's cultivation level is not high, he has a wide network of connections and is well-informed. He has been operating in the sect for many years and must have a lot of good stuff in his hands.

Trading his loyalty for a corpse puppet is a worthwhile deal.

After dealing with the corpse puppet, Lin Fengmian stood up and stretched.

"It's time to go back and see that girl, Yu Chan'er."

He murmured to himself, his gaze peering into the distance through the cracks in the cave.

I made a promise to see her in seven days, but now that time has passed, she must be worried about me.

Given Yu Chan'er's temperament, she would probably be spending her days in tears and her nights unable to sleep.

"We need to get back quickly."

Lin Fengmian's figure flickered, and he escaped from the space, transforming into a stream of light and heading straight towards Qingyang City.

……

Qingyang City.

Lin Fengmian slowly walked into the city gate, as if he had been transported to another world.

The streets were still the same streets, the teahouses were still the same teahouses, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares rose and fell, everything remained the same.

It turned out that more than two months had passed since he entered the Xuan Yin Valley.

"I wonder if Su Miaoyun has emerged from seclusion yet." He frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on the direction of the Empress's palace in the north of the city.

That woman was someone he had met briefly outside Xuan Yin Valley, after which she went into seclusion. Judging by the time, she should be emerging soon. However, he'd deal with that for now.

"Let's leave that for now," Lin Fengmian shook his head and chuckled.

Let's go to the Yu family's place first, and also take care of the cats and dogs while we're at it.

Lin Fengmian walked with composure, his aura restrained, yet his eyes held a calm chill.

Through his life-and-death experiences in Xuan Yin Valley and Demon Abyss, his dual cultivation of techniques has reached its peak. Even if he were to encounter a Nascent Soul cultivator, they would likely be no match for him.

Sunlight fell on Lin Fengmian's shoulders, causing him to squint slightly.

The only regret is Wen Rushuang.

The woman and he didn't spend much time together, but their yin and yang energies intertwined, and their hearts were connected; they were destined to be together.

She has now been sucked into the Xuan Yin Realm, and it is unknown whether she is still alive.

Lin Fengmian sighed inwardly, then composed himself and quickened his pace.

At the same time, inside the Marquis's residence.

Zhou Shan sat in the gloomy hall, his old face seemingly covered in frost, radiating a suffocatingly low pressure.

Ever since his grandson Zhou Ye was killed by Lin Fengmian, he has not gone a day without hatred, nor a night without anger.

But Su Miaoyun openly protected Lin Fengmian, preventing him from making a move. This anger was suffocating him.

Just then, a figure hurriedly walked in and knelt on one knee.

"Reporting to the old Marquis! Lin Fengmian has appeared in Qingyang City!"

"What?!" Zhou Shan suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. Two cold glints shot from his cloudy old eyes. "Are you sure?"

"It's absolutely true, Your Excellency! I personally saw him heading towards the Yu family in Qingyang City, probably to find his lover, Yu Chan'er!"

"Good! What a foolish little bastard! You've finally shown yourself after hiding for so long!"

Zhou Shan suddenly stood up, his fist clenched so tightly in his sleeve that it creaked, his knuckles turned white, and a teeth-grinding grinding sound came from between his knuckles.

"The Empress is currently in seclusion; let's see who can protect you this time!"

A sinister glint flashed in his eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "And the Yu family! If it weren't for that Yu Chan'er, that femme fatale, how could my precious grandson have lost his life because of her!"

"Pass on my order: assemble the elite troops and accompany me to Qingyang City! I will massacre the Yu family, kill that petty thief Lin Fengmian, and avenge my grandson!"

Even after the order was given, Zhou Shan still felt that this boy was extremely treacherous and should not be taken lightly. He pondered for a moment, then took out a communication talisman, infused it with spiritual power, and the talisman trembled slightly.