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

The clouds outside the window were tinged silvery-white by the moonlight, which streamed into the room through the patterned window.

Lin Fengmian turned his head to look at the bed.

Zhao Yun'er remained seated cross-legged, meditating with her eyes closed.

But Lin Fengmian noticed that there was only a bed under him, and the futon he was sitting on was the only one in the room.

He had been so engrossed in the jade pendant that he had taken up the prayer mat.

Zhao Yun'er had no choice but to sit in meditation on the bed.

Lin Fengmian's gaze fell on the exposed feet.

Small and fair-skinned, with slender ankles, rounded toes like pearls, and a light pink tinge on the soles of her feet.

Lin Fengmian was stunned for a moment.

Damn it, am I a pervert?

He quickly looked away, but couldn't help but grumble inwardly.

These feet are so small, even smaller than Chu Qingyi's and Nangong Li's.

Look up further.

Although the plain white robe was loose, the outline of her figure could still be seen—slender, thin, with narrow shoulders and a small waist.

His features were so delicate that he didn't look like a man.

Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, her nose was straight and elegant, her lips were small and delicate, and her skin was so fair that it was almost transparent.

If she were dressed in women's clothing, she would definitely be a rare beauty.

A thought suddenly popped into Lin Fengmian's mind.

Could this be... a woman?

His gaze shifted downwards, landing on the slightly protruding chest.

Through the loose clothing, it was impossible to tell anything.

But based on his experience of having been with countless women in his previous life, the outline... was indeed not very obvious.

hiss--

Lin Fengmian's lips twitched.

If it really is a woman, isn't it too small?

Just as he was lost in thought, Zhao Yun'er suddenly opened her eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

Zhao Yun'er looked at him, then followed his gaze and looked down at herself.

Then--

His face flushed red instantly.

"What are you looking at?!"

He instinctively shrank back, his voice trembling slightly with nervousness and a hint of annoyance.

Lin Fengmian snapped out of his daze, but instead of panicking, he chuckled lightly, deliberately teasing him:

"What are you looking at? I'm looking at you, of course."

He stood up, walked to the bedside, and looked down at him:

"Junior Brother Yun'er, it's already dark, aren't you going to sleep?"

Zhao Yun'er felt a tightness in her heart under his gaze, but she forced herself to remain calm and said:

"I...I'll just meditate."

"Meditate?" Lin Fengmian raised an eyebrow. "You haven't even reached the Foundation Establishment stage yet, have you? You can manage without sleeping?"

He was telling the truth.

Before a cultivator establishes their foundation, their physical body is mortal. Although they are much stronger than ordinary people, they still need sleep to replenish their energy.

Zhao Yun'er opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

He couldn't very well say that he was too scared to sleep, could he?

Looking at his embarrassed and frightened appearance, Lin Fengmian became even more certain.

He chuckled softly, took off his shoes, climbed into bed, and lay down on the inside.

"Alright, junior brother, go to sleep."

He patted the empty seat beside him and looked at him with a smile.

Zhao Yun'er froze.

He looked at the not-so-large bed, at the person who was already lying down and smiling at him, and felt a surge of panic.

From childhood to adulthood, when has she ever slept in the same bed as a man?

This...this won't do!

She instinctively wanted to get out of bed and leave the room.

But reason told her that it wouldn't work.

The female cultivator's reaction just now had left her feeling lingering fear.

If we go out now, we'll be entangled by those female disciples, which will be even more difficult to deal with.

Moreover, Lin Fengmian had already become suspicious.

If I act too strangely, it will probably arouse his suspicion even more.

She bit her lip, suppressing her shame and unease, and slowly lay down.

He sat close to the edge of the bed, far away from Lin Fengmian.

With her back to him, she dared not move.

Lin Fengmian chuckled inwardly as he looked at her as if she were facing a formidable enemy.

He didn't expose it, but simply closed his eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

……

Early the next morning.

Lin Fengmian woke up feeling refreshed.

I slept well last night.

He turned his head to look to his side.

Zhao Yun'er had already woken up and was sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to him.

"Hehe, this must be a young lady."

Lin Fengmian smiled to himself.

He was almost certain last night after sleeping, because the other person had a pleasant body odor.

Although this body fragrance was slightly different from that of Nangong Li and Chu Qingyi, Lin Fengmian was certain that it was a woman's body fragrance.

Could this person be an undercover agent?

Or is there some unspeakable reason?

However, Lin Fengmian was certain that the other party had no malicious intent.

Lin Fengmian didn't mind, yawned, and turned over to continue sleeping.

He had spent a lot of time and energy comprehending the cultivation technique in the jade pendant last night, and he was still a little sleepy.

Zhao Yun'er heard the noise behind her and turned around to look.

That person lay down again!

She was furious.

I barely slept a wink last night!

I'm afraid he might do something outrageous in the middle of the night!

But this person is fine; he sleeps like a pig until dawn, and now he wants to go back to sleep!

asshole!

lecher!

She glared at the retreating figure with resentment, but could only bite her lip and silently turn away.

Never mind, we'll be at the secret realm soon.

Just bear with it a little longer.

...

When Lin Fengmian opened his eyes again, he was woken up by someone pushing him.

He opened his eyes and saw Zhao Yun'er looking at him with disdain.

"Senior brother, we've arrived."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Lin Fengmian chuckled lightly, not caring at all, and slowly got out of bed, stretching.

This little girl is quite the actress.

He straightened his robes, strolled out of the cabin, and came to the deck of the airship.

Before me stretched a continuous, verdant mountain range, with peaks upon peaks, shrouded in mist.

Lin Fengmian squinted and looked around. Apart from feeling that the spiritual energy here seemed to be a bit denser than outside, he couldn't see anything special.

Not to mention the so-called "secret entrance".

But at this moment, the open plain at the foot of the mountain was already bustling with people.

Small groups of cultivators gathered in twos and threes, some standing, some sitting, dressed in different clothes, their auras mixed.

Lin Fengmian understood.

These people are the disciples of various immortal cultivation families under the rule of the three major sects of Zhao State.

Small families like the Lin family, which only have one or two Foundation Establishment cultivators...

They are simply not qualified to participate in this level of secret realm exploration.

"What an impressive flying boat! They must be from the Joyful Union Sect!"

"The disciples of the Hehuan Sect have arrived!"

Exclamations of surprise came from below.

The airship descended slowly and came to a steady stop above the flat ground.

Master Yunhe took the lead and flew out, standing in the void, his robes fluttering, exuding an air of otherworldly grace.

"Young friends, please come out."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every disciple of the Hehuan Sect.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect filed out, their faces no longer showing the excitement they had displayed at the start.

Instead, solemnity and caution prevailed.

Everyone knows that although this secret realm offers countless opportunities, each opening means that someone will have to stay inside forever.

Of these hundred people, at least a dozen will die inside; this is the norm in every expedition to the secret realm.

Lin Fengmian seemed indifferent, his eyes searching through the crowd before quickly locking onto the figure in pure white.

A smile played on his lips as he strode forward and approached Zhao Yun'er with a grin.

"Junior Brother Yun'er, why do you smell like a woman?"

Zhao Yun'er's body stiffened.