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

As dusk fell, Lin Fengmian's jawline was sharp, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his gaze was fixed ahead. His profile seemed to be gilded in the setting sun.

It was so beautiful that it made her heart flutter.

She quickly buried her face back, her mind a jumble of thoughts:

Oh no, oh no, this is really the end... Sister Peishan is gone, it's just him and me now... He just said "teach slowly"... How am I supposed to teach him...?

The more she thought about it, the hotter she felt, and the more confused she became. In the end, she could only bury her face deeper, as if trying to hide herself in his arms.

Lin Fengmian glanced down at the little head in his arms that was practically steaming, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He was also calculating in his mind—this girl was most likely a special spirit body with the wood attribute.

If that's the case, it would be of great benefit to both her cultivation and her own practice of the "Azure Emperor's Longevity Technique".

Lin Fengmian's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

This little girl is truly a devil.

He originally only had a mischievous thought, wanting to tease her and see her embarrassed and flustered, which he found quite amusing.

But then those doe-like, wet eyes looked over, filled with tension and unease. Her hands instinctively went to her chest, her face flushed, and her gaze darted around.

He was terrified, but he stubbornly held on to his pride—which, in doing so, ignited the small flame in his heart into a raging inferno.

The Pure Yang Holy Body is inherently brimming with Yang energy, and with the Qi mechanism of the "Yin-Yang Harmony Chapter" flowing continuously through the meridians,

He felt his blood surging, his dantian burning, and his whole body as if it were burning with heat. He desperately needed to find a quiet place to calm himself down.

Moreover, after his investigation, he was almost certain of one thing—this girl was very likely the Wood Spirit Body that the old ghost had mentioned before.

With such a physique, how could he possibly let it go?

The Gobi Desert remains desolate, with sandstorms raging as always.

Without further hesitation, Lin Fengmian rolled up his sleeves, wrapped Fu Yinqiu in spiritual energy, and rode his sword straight to a mountain forest a hundred miles away.

The wind and sand howled behind them as two figures streaked across the sky like streaks of light, yellow sand billowing beneath their feet, the vast sky hanging low above.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they arrived at a secluded and deep valley.

The valley is densely forested with ancient trees that reach for the sky, their intertwined branches creating a cool and shady spot.

Although the spiritual energy wasn't particularly abundant, its advantage lay in its secluded and tranquil location, rarely visited by humans. Lin Fengmian released his divine sense to scan the area and quickly found a dry mountain cave.

The entrance to the cave is partially hidden by vines, and inside is a natural stone chamber with smooth stone walls and a flat ground, making it a rare and quiet place.

He raised his hand and cast several protective barriers—soundproofing, spirit shielding, and alerting—layer upon layer, the spiritual energy forming a net that completely isolated the cave from the outside world.

Only after he had done all this did he turn around.

He met Fu Yinqiu's wet, deer-like eyes.

It was filled with tension, unease, and a hint of feigned panic.

She instinctively put her hands in front of her body, her fingertips trembling slightly, her pretty face flushed crimson, even her ears burning hot, and her voice stammering:

"You big bad guy... what do you want to do by bringing me to a place like this?"

She was terrified, but she stubbornly held on to her pride.

He looked just like a little white rabbit that had fallen into a wolf's den, yet he insisted on perking up his ears and pretending to be fierce.

Lin Fengmian's heart softened when he saw her like this.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

He took two steps forward, his pace neither hurried nor slow, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority, his voice low and gentle:

"Yinqiu, aren't you the concubine my wife won?"

Fu Yinqiu blinked her beautiful eyes, taken aback by the question, and was momentarily stunned.

"As a concubine, wouldn't you like to quickly improve your cultivation level?"

He paused, his smile deepening, his voice carrying a hint of persuasion.

"I do have a cultivation technique here that can help you quickly improve your cultivation level."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yinqiu blinked her big, bright eyes, completely stunned by what he said.

However, the words "rapidly improve cultivation level" are a fatal temptation for any cultivator.

She nodded almost instinctively, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a hint of unthinking eagerness:

"I think and think."

Which cultivator wouldn't want to quickly increase their strength?

"Then let me help you." Lin Fengmian's smile deepened, his gaze darkening slightly, carrying an undeniable air of authority. "And, incidentally, let's fulfill our bet."

"what!"

Fu Yinqiu instantly realized what was happening, her pretty face flushing crimson. She was so embarrassed she stammered, stamping her feet, her voice both urgent and soft:

"Lin Fengmian! You big bad guy, you lied to me! You just want me to cultivate the technique with you like Sister Qingge and the others!"

Her heart was pounding, she was so embarrassed and angry that she was practically fuming, and she gripped the hem of her clothes with both hands until her fingertips turned white.

Looking at her innocent yet flustered appearance, Lin Fengmian felt a pang of guilt.

This girl is so clean, like a blank sheet of paper, unlike any of the fairies he had met before.

She lacked the scheming and manipulative cunning of others, and possessed only the innocent heart of a child untouched by the world.

But this sense of guilt was quickly overshadowed by an even stronger desire.

Because during his investigation, he was almost certain that Fu Yinqiu was very likely the Wood Spirit Body that the old ghost had mentioned before.

This spirit is one of the five elements, naturally close to the vitality of plants and trees, and contains the pure essence of Yi wood within its body.

This is similar to how Xiao Ling'er's innate sword body can nourish the Geng metal source, while Nangong Li's Immortal Phoenix Ice Phoenix Body possesses extremely Yin and cold power.

The Wood Spirit Body is precisely the kind of nourishing substance that those with relatively weak Wood Spirit Roots have been longing for.

Once the most intimate dual cultivation method is used to guide her to activate the Yi Wood origin within her body, not only will her cultivation level increase significantly, but Lin Fengmian's Wood Spirit Root will also experience a qualitative leap.

A more solid and complete foundation in the Five Elements will bring immeasurable benefits to breaking through to the Golden Core stage and even to the subsequent Great Dao.

Even the Wood Emperor Qi in the "Azure Emperor's Longevity Manual" has the opportunity to be cultivated to its full potential.

The opportunity is right in front of us, how can we let it slip by?

"I'm not lying to you."

Lin Fengmian spoke calmly, took a step forward, and looked at her earnestly. His eyes were clear and open, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

"This is one of the fastest and most effective ways to cultivate. You call yourself my concubine, right? That's a perfect way to solidify your cultivation."

As she felt Lin Fengmian's pure Yang spiritual power guiding her, Fu Yinqiu felt the spiritual power in her meridians become active, like a pebble being thrown into a pool of spring water, creating ripples.

Seeing his serious expression, the tension in her heart gradually eased.

"But...but..."

She suddenly remembered the expressions on Gu Qingge's face when she mentioned that matter to Senior Sister Cang Yuhan, and then she remembered her own absurd bet.