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

Her voice was cold and clear, devoid of any emotion.

As her jade hand gently rose, a beam of icy blue light flew out from her sleeve, growing larger as it faced the wind.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, a giant flying shuttle, crystal clear, with smooth and beautiful lines, as if sculpted from an iceberg, suddenly floated above the square.

The shuttle was a hundred feet long and several tens of feet wide, its surface shimmering with ancient runes and a chilling light, radiating a terrifying spiritual pressure that was both immense and extremely restrained.

The icy blue halo shifted and swirled in the sunlight, breathing and exhaling like a living thing; simply by hovering there quietly, it gave people a heavy sense of oppression.

"Wow, what a huge flying boat! This aura... it's definitely not an ordinary magic weapon; it's at least an ancient treasure, or even a spiritual treasure! These are flying magic weapons passed down from ancient times!"

A chorus of exclamations erupted across the plaza. Even the elders from various sects looked on with envy.

Such a massive flying boat not only demonstrates the power and resources behind its owner, but also shows how much importance the owner attaches to this competition.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Fengmian's eyes. This flying boat was not only large, but the ancient pressure emanating from it was also extraordinary.

"The Ice Palace truly lives up to its reputation as an ancient sect with a long history. It is likely that the powerful human beings who founded this sect left behind a great deal of knowledge and experience within it."

This family's resources are indeed much more substantial than some sects.

Following that, led by Mu Xunxiang, everyone boarded the flying shuttle one by one.

The space above is much larger than it appears from the outside, divided into many areas, more than enough to accommodate hundreds or even thousands of people.

The style is elegant and noble, cold and aloof, reflecting the consistent style of the Ice Palace.

Lin Fengmian was too lazy to go to crowded places; that would be too noisy.

So he took Xiao Ling'er straight to the tail of the shuttle and found a relatively quiet corner.

Xiao Ling'er didn't say much, and waved her hand.

A set of simple and elegant bamboo tea table and chairs appeared out of thin air and landed steadily on the shuttle deck.

She skillfully took out the tea set and charcoal, and began to boil water.

Her slender, delicate hands held the teapot, her movements fluid and graceful, as if she had practiced it a thousand times.

The spirit charcoal ignited with a ghostly blue flame, and the spring water in the pot gradually boiled, emitting a soft gurgling sound.

Then, she took out several jade plates and a small jade knife, took out one spiritual fruit after another, and carefully peeled and cut them into pieces.

The jade knife twirled between her fingertips, the peel as thin as a cicada's wing, slowly drooping down, the flesh cut into even sizes, arranged on the jade plate, its color as bright as if it had just been picked.

Her movements were elegant, her expression focused, as if she were in a tranquil tea room, rather than on a shuttle about to rush into battle.

Soon, the enticing aroma of fruit mixed with the delicate fragrance of tea filled the air. The pure and spiritual essence contained in that fragrance made some disciples and elders who were meditating or talking in hushed tones nearby sniff and stare straight over.

"What a fragrant spiritual fruit! This spiritual energy... it must be a rare fruit that's at least five hundred years old!"

"Who is that girl? Carrying such a magical object with her, and then peeling it so casually... what a waste!"

"It seems to be the one who's with Young Master Lin... Tsk, no wonder she's that person's Daoist partner, their family background is truly impressive..."

The whispers were filled with undisguised envy. Some disciples even unconsciously swallowed, their eyes glued to the spiritual fruits, unable to look away for a long time.

Then he took out a cyan jade slip from his robes and handed it to Lin Fengmian with both hands, his voice clear and crisp:

"Young Master Lin, this is the information you previously instructed us to gather regarding the known participants from the four major powers in this competition."

And the latest situation around Duantian Peak. Due to time constraints, details are not exhaustive, but may still be of some reference value.

Lin Fengmian took the jade slip and scanned it briefly with his divine sense. He immediately knew that the information inside was compiled by Lin Peishan with a lot of effort and was quite detailed.

He smiled gently: "Thank you for your trouble, Prefect Lin."

He turned to look at Xiao Ling'er, who was cutting spirit fruits: "Ling'er, get some spirit fruits for Magistrate Lin to try."

"Yes, young master."

Xiao Ling'er responded, put down the jade knife, and gently brushed it away with her fair hand.

With a flash of spiritual light, she took out three different spiritual fruits, placed them in a clean little jade dish, and handed them to Lin Peishan.

A golden, translucent peach with flowing golden threads inside, seemingly filled with condensed honey dew, is the very essence of the Honey Dew Golden Peach, which nourishes the soul and soothes the meridians.

A blood-red fruit, with dragon patterns faintly visible, exuding a powerful aura, is the Blood Dragon Fruit, an unparalleled treasure for body cultivators, used to temper the physical body and strengthen the blood.

There is also a Star Saliva Fruit shrouded in purple mist, which can stabilize the Golden Core and increase the purity of spiritual energy.

Any one of these three spiritual fruits, if it were to fall into the wrong hands, would be enough to cause countless cultivators to fight over them! Yet, at this moment, Xiao Ling'er gave them away as casually as ordinary fruit.

"this……"

A hint of unease flickered across Lin Peishan's usually cool and aloof face. She instinctively tried to decline, "Young Master Lin, this is far too much. Peishan was merely doing her duty..."

The surrounding chatter instantly grew louder, and many gazes became intense, even greedy.

Several disciples even stared blankly, their Adam's apples bobbing, as if they wished they could rush up and snatch those spiritual fruits away.

But when he thought of Lin Fengmian's identity and strength, he suppressed his greed, though his gaze grew increasingly intense.

Even Mu Xunxiang, who had been resting with her eyes closed, was startled by the rich aroma of the spiritual fruit.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her icy blue eyes lingered on Xiao Ling'er for a moment, a soft "hmm" in her heart:

"This girl... is not old in terms of bone age, but her sword intent has already been condensed and not released, reaching a state of perfection. What is even more rare is her composure in the midst of a whirlpool, yet her heart remains as still as water."

"Junior Sister Miaoxue is truly surrounded by hidden talents."

Lin Fengmian couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Xiao Ling'er... she did it on purpose, didn't she? Absolutely on purpose!

Why bring out something so eye-catching all at once? Are you trying to make me jealous because my walk is too quiet?

Xiao Ling'er seemed oblivious to Lin Fengmian's gaze, and continued speaking to Lin Peishan in her usual aloof tone:

"Prefect Lin, please accept this gift from the young master."

These spiritual fruits are indeed remarkably effective in stabilizing cultivation and tempering the body and bloodline. You've been working so hard lately; they're perfect for you. Perhaps you don't appreciate my offer?"

She spoke calmly, yet her words carried an undercurrent of undeniable authority.

Lin Peishan was slightly taken aback, then a warm feeling welled up in her heart. Although she hadn't followed Lin Fengmian for very long, she knew that this young master was kind and generous, and never used his status to oppress others. Seeing his kindness now, she was moved and no longer refused. She accepted the jade plate with both hands and solemnly said: