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

Lin Fengmian ignored the gasps of alarm below.

He stood atop the flying sword, hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, like a banished immortal.

His gaze, however, was fixed on the approaching island in the middle of the lake and the dazzling point of light in the treetop.

Nangong Li once told him that.

Within this secret realm lies a rare treasure even more precious than the foundation-building elixir—

Mysterious Spirit Dao Fruit.

This fruit ripens only once every fifty years, and only one fruit grows each time.

After a cultivator consumes it, it can temper their foundation, reshape their meridians, and broaden their spiritual roots.

Most importantly, it should be taken during the foundation building process, as it can even improve the quality of the foundation!

It should be known that the foundations built by cultivators are also divided into different grades.

Perfect Dao Foundation, Flawless Dao Foundation, Superior Dao Foundation...

A higher foundation in Dao makes a cultivator's future cultivation path smoother.

Even those with a perfect Dao foundation can experience a specific supernatural power!

Although it doesn't directly improve cultivation level, its value far exceeds that of Foundation Establishment Pills for any cultivator aspiring to the Golden Core path.

The appearance of the Xuanling Dao Fruit is irregular.

Nangong Li once said that, based on the timeline, the opening of these past few secret realms should mark the time when it matures.

If Ruolin Fengmian is lucky, he might be able to make it.

Now it seems—

He was indeed very lucky.

Lin Fengmian's lips curled into a smile.

They flew towards the center of the island in the lake on their swords.

The closer he got, the more he could feel the rich spiritual energy emanating from it.

The entire island seemed to be shrouded in an invisible mist; taking a deep breath made one feel refreshed.

After a moment, he finally saw the scene on the island clearly.

The giant tree reached for the sky, its canopy like a canopy, and a faint spiritual light seemed to flow among its branches and leaves.

And under the tree—

Two figures stood facing each other.

Lin Fengmian's gaze sharpened.

He knew one of them.

It was the same young man from the Yuling Sect who had chased him and Zhao Yun'er on the cliff!

At this moment, he was still riding that fierce second-tier demonic beast, his longbow already drawn, the arrow tip pointing directly at the person opposite him.

And the person opposite—

Lin Fengmian's gaze fell on that figure, and his pupils contracted slightly.

It was a woman.

She wore a veil, obscuring her face.

But that moon-white long dress perfectly accentuated her exquisite figure.

With a slender waist, long legs, and dark hair cascading over her shoulders like clouds, she exuded a cool and noble aura as she stood quietly.

That kind of temperament is not a deliberate arrogance, but rather the composure and indifference of someone who has long held a high position and looks down on the masses.

It was as if nothing in this world was worth her even a second glance.

Lin Fengmian had seen countless women; he could tell at a glance—

This woman is no ordinary person.

Just then, the two people under the tree sensed something and looked up at the same time.

When they saw the figure in green robes riding a sword, a look of shock flashed in their eyes.

Beneath the veil, the woman's beautiful eyes furrowed slightly as she scanned the area with her divine sense.

The young man from the Spirit Control Sect frowned, then sneered, "It's you? You're still alive?"

His tone carried a hint of surprise, but more so, disdain.

That cliff was bottomless; falling off would certainly mean certain death.

That kid is lucky to be alive.

However, since it's come to our doorstep—

Then don't blame him for killing someone again while he's at it!

Lin Fengmian chuckled softly, and his flying sword slowly descended.

He stood with his hands behind his back on the sword, looking down at the young man, and said calmly, "You're not dead yet, so of course I'm not going to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lightly tapped his foot and jumped off the flying sword.

"boom--"

The blue robe fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Lin Fengmian stood up, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings, when suddenly his eyes lit up.

Not far from him, a spiritual herb, its entire body radiating a pale purple glow, was quietly growing in the crevice of the boulder.

The leaves are rhomboid in shape with faint golden veins along the edges, and a thumb-sized purple fruit grows at the top, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Foundation Building Essential Medicine!

Lin Fengmian was overjoyed.

He barely hesitated, and in a flash, he rushed directly to the spirit herb.

Reach out—

Take it off!

The whole process was so smooth and fast that it was hard to keep up.

The next moment, with a thought, the Foundation Establishment Medicine disappeared from his palm and was stored in the jade pendant space.

With this key medicine for Foundation Establishment, the matter of the Foundation Establishment Pill is now settled!

Lin Fengmian felt much more at ease, and then looked up at the two people facing off.

At that moment, the two people remained standing in the same spot, neither of them moving.

The young man from the Yuling Sect simply looked at him coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

The veiled woman merely glanced at him indifferently.

She then looked away, as if his existence was not worth a second glance.

Lin Fengmian raised an eyebrow.

What do these two mean?

Don't you want the Foundation Establishment Medicine?

His gaze moved upwards and landed on the dazzling spot of light in the canopy of the giant tree.

Mysterious Spirit Dao Fruit.

It seems that this is their real goal.

Although the Foundation Establishment Medicine is precious, it is indeed a level below the Profound Spirit Dao Fruit.

Lin Fengmian understood perfectly, and without mincing words, he spoke directly:

"My lady, I have a grudge against this man. Why don't we join forces and kill him? Then when the Xuanling Dao Fruit ripens, we can save ourselves the trouble of sharing it with him."

He spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

Upon hearing this, the veiled woman's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, but she remained silent.

The young man from the Spirit Control Sect laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

He laughed so hard he almost fell over, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"You? Team up?"

He pointed at Lin Fengmian, his face full of mockery.

"You little brat who was chased and fled in disarray by me, you actually think you're something special just because you got lucky and escaped last time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his longbow!

Draw the bowstring taut!

An arrow formed from spiritual energy condensed on the bowstring, its tip pointing directly at Lin Fengmian!

"Today, I will make you understand—"

A cruel glint flashed in his eyes. "Some gaps are not something an ant like you can overcome!"

"call out--!"

The arrow shot through the air!

With a piercing shriek, it transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for Lin Fengmian's brow!

The speed was astonishing, and a shockwave exploded in the air!

The veiled woman's eyes flickered slightly.

This arrow was quite powerful.

Ordinary Qi Refining cultivators simply cannot withstand it.

however--

Lin Fengmian simply stood still, watching the arrows getting closer and closer, a faint smile playing on his lips.

next moment--

He flashed away!

Nine Phantom Transformations!

He vanished from the spot!

"boom!"

The arrow missed its mark and struck a boulder behind him, which then exploded with a deafening roar, sending debris flying everywhere!

"Um?"

The young man from the Yuling Sect frowned.

Did they dodge it?

He snorted coldly and drew his longbow to its full draw once more!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Three arrows were fired simultaneously in a triangular formation, blocking all of Lin Fengmian's escape routes!

Lin Fengmian's expression remained unchanged, but a thought flashed through his mind.

Three streams of light shot into the sky from within his dantian!

Little Heavenly Gang Sword!

Shadow Sword!

Golden Sword!