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

The spirit boat tore through the air and, in just half an incense stick's time, brazenly entered the skies above Qingyang City!

The sight before him made Lin Fengmian's gaze suddenly turn icy.

The once bustling and prosperous streets of Qingyang City, filled with the simple and honest folk, were now deserted. A suffocating atmosphere of desolation permeated the air.

Clearly, the Blazing Sun Sect acted with extreme arrogance, clearing the area directly to demonstrate its unyielding authority.

Lin Fengmian's face was ashen as he led Fu Yinqiu directly to the ruins of the prefectural governor's mansion.

Broken walls and ruins, scorched earth and cracks.

The turbulent spiritual energy left from the previous battle had not completely dissipated, and the air still retained the smell of burning and blood.

Scattered on the ground were fragments of weapons and dried, blackened bloodstains, and several corpses dressed in the official robes or armor of the Fengming Kingdom lay among the rubble.

Or are we too late?

The luxurious carriage has already left!

Lin Peishan's telepathic communication still went unanswered, and Lin Fengmian's divine sense swept across the ruins but failed to detect her presence.

An uncontrollable rage, mixed with icy killing intent, surged from the depths of Lin Fengmian's heart!

Blazing Sun Sect!

As one of the nine immortal sects that had been affiliated with Fengming Kingdom and protected by the Empress for hundreds of years, how could it be the first to betray them when the Empress was in seclusion and the country was in turmoil?!

This is no longer a simple act of personal revenge. This is clearly a blatant provocation!

"Zhao Yuanlong..."

Lin Fengmian spoke in a low voice, each word imbued with chilling intent.

"You really are... damn it!"

He rarely got so angry.

Even when facing the Xuanming Sect and the Zhenyuan Marquis's Mansion, he felt more of the pleasure of scheming and crushing them.

But at this moment, he could not stand by and watch this woman, who had worked diligently for Fengming Kingdom and even risked her life to seek revenge against Xuanming Sect, meet with misfortune.

"Lin Peishan..."

Lin Fengmian closed his eyes, and memories of their short acquaintance flashed through his mind.

At our first meeting, she was aloof and businesslike—

"Prefect Lin Peishan of Qingyang pays his respects to Young Master Lu."

In Black Fiend Valley, her solitary figure, resolute in her pursuit of revenge. And then, upon learning his identity after her escape, her expression—a complex yet sincere one.

"Peishan thanks Young Master Lu..."

And when she shared intelligence, the worry and expectation in her eyes for the future of Fengming Kingdom were palpable.

Those scenes flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

Lin Fengmian slowly opened his eyes, his voice eerily calm.

"If anything happens to you, I will ensure that Zhao Yuanlong's entire lineage is wiped out!"

Fu Yinqiu remained silent, obediently standing by.

This was the first time she had seen Lin Fengmian so angry.

The murderous intent beneath that calm face made her instinctively shrink back, her heart pounding.

"This guy... he looks so scary..."

Fu Yinqiu secretly glanced at Lin Fengmian's tense profile and muttered to herself.

"This Lin Peishan must be a woman he cares about a lot, right? If I were in danger... would he be this anxious and angry?"

Thinking about this, she felt a strange pang of sadness. But more than anything, she felt an indescribable sense of security.

For some reason, following behind this seemingly man-eating guy made me feel like I didn't have to be afraid even if the sky were to fall.

This feeling is contradictory and strange.

Lin Fengmian forcibly suppressed his anger and began to carefully search the ruins and track the magnificent carriage.

The search for Lin Peishan was not merely because of the deep impression she had left on him.

More realistically—

Lin Peishan is the governor of Qingyang County and is familiar with almost all the court and local forces of Fengming Kingdom. He is loyal, reliable, and exceptionally capable.

At this crucial juncture when the grand competition is about to begin, she is an excellent springboard and ally for Lin Fengmian to quickly penetrate the core of power in Fengming Kingdom, integrate resources, and obtain intelligence.

Losing her means Lin Fengmian will face many unexpected troubles and may miss crucial opportunities.

From a moral and rational perspective, and from both a public and private standpoint—

He must find her.

I will see her alive, or die... I will avenge her tenfold blood debt!

Lin Fengmian's divine sense spread out like a raging sea, locking onto the sliver of scorching spiritual light in the sky that was about to dissipate.

Chase!

Chase after them no matter what!

He pulled Fu Yinqiu up and embraced her slender waist. He pushed the spirit boat to its limit, slicing through the sky and entering a vast, desolate Gobi Desert in less than a quarter of an hour.

Desolate and empty.

Only the howling wind whipped up the sand and gravel.

That magnificent chariot, bathed in the blazing sun, stood alone in the middle of the Gobi Desert. Its crimson body was particularly striking against the dim, yellow sky.

however--

Lin Fengmian's heart sank the moment he saw the carriage.

wrong!

It's so quiet!

The air was thick with a carefully concealed yet still palpable killing intent directed at him!

"Hahaha! Lin Fengmian, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

A burst of wild laughter suddenly erupted, like the hooting of an owl!

Zhao Yuanlong's figure slowly rose from behind the carriage.

He wore a crimson robe, his face was sinister, and at this moment his face was full of arrogance and resentment at his successful scheme.

His gaze swept over Lin Fengmian, then glanced at Fu Yinqiu behind him, who was nervously clutching his clothes, and a cruel smile spread across his lips.

"He really is a romantic; he's actually willing to chase after someone to his death for a woman!"

Zhao Yuanlong laughed loudly, his laughter filled with resentment and smugness.

"You think I came to you unprepared? You think I didn't know you had a foothold in Qingyang City? Haha—"

He suddenly waved his hand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Four figures emerged from the void, landing to the east, south, west, and north of Lin Fengmian, surrounding him and Fu Yinqiu. Chapter Twenty-Five: The Blazing Sun Burns the Sky

Zhao Yuanlong burst into laughter.

The laughter was wild and unrestrained, like the hooting of an owl, echoing across the desolate Gobi Desert, sending chills down one's spine.

"Lin Fengmian, did you think I would be waiting for you here unprepared?"

His laughter stopped abruptly, and his face suddenly contorted into a ferocious expression.

"You killed my son and destroyed the foundation of my Blazing Sun Sect. Today, I will ensure that you... will not escape!"

The moment he finished speaking, Zhao Yuanlong stomped his foot hard on the ground!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, a towering pillar of crimson flames erupted from the ground within a radius of dozens of miles, centered on Zhao Yuanlong!

A pillar of fire shot into the sky, reaching a height of hundreds of feet, turning the entire sky blood red!

The sky is burning and the earth is cracking!

As the pillar of fire rose into the air, countless complex and ferocious array patterns were instantly activated.

The array patterns, like ferocious magma serpents, writhed and intertwined wildly, rapidly spreading through the void.

Intertwined, entangled, and interlocked, they formed a massive, all-encompassing cage of blazing sunlight in the blink of an eye!

Above the cage, every array pattern radiated a heart-palpitating heat, and the crimson spiritual light flowing on it was like molten lava.

The intense heat distorted the surrounding air, making the entire sky appear as if it had been burned into a giant, melting bronze mirror.