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

The woman in front of me, Fu Yinqiu, looks petite and lovely, like a budding flower. But who would have thought that she would be so in sync when it comes to cultivating her skills?

Her level of patience in circulating the cultivation technique was something Lin Fengmian had never seen before—compared to Gu Qingge and Cang Yuhan combined, she could circulate the technique through the body, and each circulation was as smooth as flowing water, without any stagnation.

Lin Fengmian understood; this was probably related to her constitution. The Wood element in her body naturally possesses boundless spiritual energy and resilience, its energy circulating endlessly throughout her body, like spring grass spreading across a prairie fire, continuous and inexhaustible.

This perfectly complements his pure Yang body, creating a harmonious balance of Yin and Yang that mutually benefits each other. This little girl seems almost as if she was born to cultivate the Great Dao together.

Each time they practiced dual cultivation, not only did she benefit greatly, but Lin Fengmian's cultivation also steadily increased. He vaguely sensed that he was getting closer and closer to the threshold of the Golden Core stage.

Of course, there are good and bad aspects.

The downside is that this little girl has completely become attached to him.

After ten days of repeated practice and feedback from spiritual energy, success came naturally.

Fu Yinqiu successfully triggered the Heavenly Tribulation. A bolt of azure lightning fell from the sky and was completely absorbed by the Yi Wood Origin within her body, transforming into nourishment for the condensation of her Golden Core. She officially became a Golden Core cultivator.

After achieving the Core Formation stage, Fu Yinqiu became even more alluring.

Her complexion was radiant and translucent, her skin as white as mutton-fat jade, glowing with a subtle sheen. A newfound confidence and composure shone in her eyes.

When those bright, large eyes looked at Lin Fengmian, they were full of trust and reliance, as if she regarded him as the whole of her world.

She followed him everywhere, wishing she could practice her skills every day and stay by his side at all times.

The emotional value is off the charts.

To be honest, she's quite clingy.

But who can blame her for being so sweet?

Lin Fengmian really liked this cute thing.

Especially after she achieved the Golden Core stage, her agility and the confident demeanor that came with her improved cultivation were perfectly combined.

Occasionally, she would act cute and charming around him, her big eyes blinking as she looked at him, her little mouth slightly pouting, her voice as soft and sweet as honey—even Lin Fengmian, a playboy who had seen countless beauties, couldn't resist her sometimes.

He couldn't help but sigh: Oh well, the concubine I've won back will naturally be cherished.

Of course, Fu Yinqiu also stayed by Lin Fengmian's side the whole time, never leaving his side.

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At this moment, in the Golden Palace of the Phoenix Cry Kingdom.

The atmosphere was heavy and noisy.

Empress Su Miaoyun is still in seclusion, but the grand competition in the Land of Absolute Spirits is imminent.

As a long-established dominant power, Fengming Kingdom naturally had to participate in this competition.

Therefore, in addition to the civil and military officials, there were also some cultivators with different clothes and auras in the main hall.

They are all representatives from the nine major immortal sects.

These nine immortal sects were originally under the direct jurisdiction of the Phoenix Cry Kingdom.

The sect leader of the Jueling Sect, Fu Qingyun, personally attended the event.

Seeing his daughter achieve the Golden Core stage, he was so excited that he beamed with joy, his wrinkles smoothed out, and his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

Lin Fengmian nodded to his father-in-law as a gesture of greeting.

Fu Qingyun looked at Lin Fengmian with gratitude in her eyes, but also with a complex mix of emotions that were hard to describe – after all, her daughter was with him, and in name, she was a concubine.

Meanwhile, from the Lieyang Sect, several unfamiliar elders and a group of disciples arrived.

Perhaps because they knew that their elders had offended Lin Fengmian, the elders and disciples all avoided eye contact with Lin Fengmian.

After all, Zhao Yuanlong's lineage had just been slaughtered by Lin Fengmian. At this moment, they were all on tenterhooks, their backs cold, fearing that Lin Fengmian might turn on them on the spot if he was displeased.

others

The Xuanjian Pavilion, renowned for its sword cultivators, is represented by an elderly man carrying a long sword, exuding an elegant aura and possessing sharp, sword-like eyes.

He looked at Lin Fengmian with great interest, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

The representative of Qianyun Valley, skilled in escape techniques and formations, was also an elegant old man, holding a whisk and exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom. At this moment, he was also observing Lin Fengmian with great interest.

The Ice Palace is entirely populated by female cultivators.

Their martial arts were icy cold, their temperament aloof, and their eyes indifferent, as if the commotion in the hall had nothing to do with them.

The woman in the palace attire at the head of the group was extremely beautiful, yet cold as ice. When her gaze swept over Lin Fengmian, it paused slightly before she casually looked away.

Finally, there are sects such as Shenfengmen and Jinguangdong.

The pockmarked old man from Jinguang Cave, upon seeing Lin Fengmian, suddenly turned gloomy, casting a chilling killing intent like a venomous snake, but quickly concealed it and returned to normal.

Lin Fengmian paused slightly.

Sensing the hostility emanating from the pockmarked old man in the Golden Light Cave, he felt puzzled.

Golden Light Cave? I have absolutely no connection with them. When did I offend them?

He looked back calmly.

The pockmarked old man quickly looked away, pretending to chat with the sect elder beside him, as if the murderous intent he had felt just moments before was merely an illusion.

Lin Fengmian sneered inwardly, but his divine sense had already quietly locked onto the old man.

"Heh, old man, are you blind or just out of your mind? I don't have time for riddles. Since you dare to show me murderous intent, then you're my enemy."

Lin Fengmian's principle has always been: I will not offend others unless they offend me. But if someone offends me, no matter what kind of immortal sect elder they are, I will kill them without hesitation.

Lin Fengmian's return immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Curiosity, inquiry, awe, jealousy, coldness... all sorts of gazes intertwined, like an invisible net, enveloping him.

And then—

Many people's attention was instantly drawn to the two women beside him, and they couldn't look away.

One of them was Lin Peishan, the prefect of Qingyang, who had just quietly joined the ranks and stood at the front of the civil officials.

She had changed into a brand-new official robe for a prefect, her black hair was tied up, revealing her beautiful, fair neck.

Her face, which was usually as cool and aloof as the moon, now radiated a subtle, soft glow.

Like a lotus emerging from the water, pure and flawless.

Especially when she saw Lin Fengmian appear, her clear, autumn-water-like eyes brightened noticeably.

She seemed to realize her lapse in composure and quickly lowered her eyes, two blushes rising on her fair cheeks.

This gentle and shy lowering of her head is like the first melting of ice and snow, and the first blooming of spring flowers.

Inside the hall, many young officials and male disciples of the Immortal Sect had never seen this beautiful prefect display such a girlish demeanor before. For a moment, they were all stunned, their hearts skipping a beat.

It's so clear, so beautiful.

That unique blend of strength and gentleness is simply irresistible.

The other one was Fu Yinqiu, who was standing close to Lin Fengmian, curiously observing the main hall.

After she achieved the Golden Core stage, her skin was as white as snow and so delicate it seemed to break at a touch.