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

Ye Fan swallowed hard, but maintained a stern and righteous expression, and said gently to Chu Qingyi:

"Qingyi, look, you're just too kind and lenient."

It's only been a short time since we separated, and he's already so intimate with another woman; it's utterly disrespectful to you.

That woman was clearly not a kind person; what good could she be, as she mingled with such a cunning and manipulative woman?

His words were half provocation and half test.

He wanted to know the origin of the woman in purple.

If she didn't have a powerful background, he wouldn't mind using some tricks to snatch her away directly.

Let's have some real torture in bed!

Chu Qingyi snorted coldly upon hearing this:

"Her name is Nangong Li, the eldest daughter of the Nangong family, and my mortal enemy."

Nangong Li? The Nangong family?

Ye Fan was shocked, and then a strong sense of jealousy and resentment welled up in his heart.

By what right? Lin Fengmian, a useless furnace cauldron, is he worthy to walk side by side with a woman of this status?!

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This kind of woman should belong to Ye Fan!

At this moment, Chu Qingyi spoke up again indignantly.

"This woman must have deliberately approached Lin Fengmian to spite me!"

"I see,"

Ye Fan feigned surprise, but secretly sneered inwardly.

No wonder Lin Fengmian, that little beast, ate so well!

So it was all an act!

That makes things much easier!

Ye Fan was almost certain that with his looks and status, he could easily...

She would then willingly get into his bed!

Slip!

He was already getting impatient!

"Qingyi doesn't need to be bothered by this kind of person. The more she does this, the more guilty and immature she appears."

His gaze swept toward the table not far away.

Nangong Li was personally serving food to Lin Fengmian.

The two chatted and laughed intimately, which aroused Ye Fan's anger.

That's quite a convincing act!

They probably already admire me, their holy son, very much in their hearts.

He would then take both of the sisters into his room, embracing them on either side—wouldn't that be wonderful?

Thinking of this, Ye Fan picked up his wine glass and said softly to Chu Qingyi:

"Qingyi, I'll go and offer him a toast. After all, he took care of you for a while, so we shouldn't neglect the proper etiquette."

Chu Qingyi was taken aback, a complex warmth welling up in her heart: "Brother Ye Fan, you don't need to..."

"It's alright, I'm here, no one will let you suffer."

Ye Fan smiled and stood up, walking gracefully toward Lin Fengmian's table.

The wine glass in his hand appeared steady, but secretly he had already gathered a wisp of late-stage Foundation Establishment spiritual power at his fingertips.

He wanted to humiliate Lin Fengmian in front of everyone.

"This must be Miss Nangong? I've long admired your name."

Ye Fan walked to the table, raised his glass with a smile, his tone reserved yet confident.

"I am Ye Fan, the current Holy Son of the Tianxuan Holy Land."

He waited to see surprise, admiration, and even shyness appear in Nangong Li's eyes.

however.

Nangong Li didn't even lift his eyelids, continuing to slowly add soup to Lin Fengmian's bowl, as if no one was in front of him at all.

Lin Fengmian buried himself in his food, as if the dishes on the table were far more appealing than any holy son.

Ye Fan froze on the spot, holding his wine glass, his smile gradually freezing.

Ha...this woman is quite the actress.

Hehe, wait until you get into my bed and see how I'll train you!

He sneered inwardly, then turned to Lin Fengmian, his tone softening, carrying a condescending scrutiny:

"Lin Fengmian, do you not know how to greet this Holy Son? Or... have you forgotten even the most basic manners after staying in the Joyful Union Sect for so long?"

Lin Fengmian then raised his head, casually wiped the corner of his mouth, and lazily said:

"I did too much physical work last night and was very hungry, so I didn't see you."

"Physical labor?"

Ye Fan was taken aback.

Chu Qingyi's legs went weak upon hearing this, and her cheeks flushed instantly.

Of course she knew what "physical labor" meant!

That bastard! That scoundrel!

What are you saying in front of so many people?!

Although Ye Fan was unaware of what was going on, Lin Fengmian's completely indifferent appearance...

His anger intensified.

He stopped talking nonsense, thrust his wine glass forward, and suddenly released a burst of internal energy!

This seemingly casual toast actually concealed a surge of spiritual energy from a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It was enough to send an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator flying backward, coughing up blood!

"Be careful!"

Chu Qingyi's face paled, and she suddenly unleashed her mid-Foundation Establishment aura, about to pounce.

Nangong Li's gaze sharpened.

But everything happened too fast—

The wine glass slipped from his hand, spun rapidly in the air, and was already in front of Lin Fengmian.

Ye Fan sneered inwardly: This attack will surely make him lose face in front of the two women.

If it weren't for maintaining the dignity of a holy son, he would have killed him on the spot.

The result was the next moment.

Lin Fengmian casually took the cup.

The energy emanating from the rapidly spinning cup in his palm vanished silently, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

"Thanks, Brother Ye Fan."

Lin Fengmian grinned, tilted his head back, and drank the wine in one gulp.

In the past few days, he has cultivated with Chu Qingyi many times, and his cultivation level has quietly risen to the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Although still possessing five spiritual roots, the spiritual energy required far exceeds that of ordinary people.

However, the quality of spiritual energy and the strength of the physical body are far beyond what ordinary Qi cultivators can compare to.

He may appear to be at the sixth level of Qi Refining, but in reality, he is no less skilled than someone at the late stage of Qi Refining.

Ye Fan's pupils suddenly contracted!

How is that possible?! Wasn't he only in the early stages of Qi Refining...?

What made his heart sink even more was Chu Qingyi's reaction—her immediate exclamation of "Be careful!"

That instant pallor, that undisguised panic and concern in his eyes...

This is absolutely not the attitude a saint should have towards a discarded furnace!

and!

"Qingyi," Ye Fan turned his head, staring intently at her, his voice low.

"When did your cultivation level break through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage?"

Before he went into seclusion, Chu Qingyi was clearly still in the early stages of Foundation Establishment!

Chu Qingyi felt flustered under his gaze and stammered:

"I...I also managed to break through recently by sheer luck...it has nothing to do with him..."

"Irrelevant?"

Aside from cultivating with him, how else could this vile woman break through her cultivation bottlenecks in such a short time?!

Chu Qingyi, do you think I, Ye Fan, am some kind of clueless idiot?!

Although he roared this in his heart, he dared not offend the Holy Maiden of the Joyful Union Sect.

After all, he still needs her to break through.

Ye Fan laughed in anger, his gaze piercing Lin Fengmian like a knife.

A feeling of humiliation welled up inside him, that his woman had been slept with by another man!

The pressure of the late Foundation Establishment stage erupted suddenly, and a palm struck towards Lin Fengmian's crown!

"Lin Fengmian, you're asking for death!!"

"How dare you!" Nangong Li shouted coldly, flicking his sleeve.

A dark figure appeared behind her like a ghost, and struck Ye Fan with a palm!

"Bang--!"

The energy exploded, and Ye Fan groaned, staggering back seven or eight steps.

He barely managed to stand after knocking over a table, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He looked up in shock at the suddenly appearing old man in black robes.

The pressure from the Core Formation stage was as deep and as heavy as a prison!

"A... a Core Formation senior?!"

Ye Fan's face turned pale, both shocked and furious.

Wasn't Nangong Li just putting on an act?!

Why would they send a Golden Core cultivator guard to fight?!

Could she really have feelings for Lin Fengmian...?

At this moment, Lin Fengmian remained seated, slowly picking up a piece of spiritual meat.

During the exchange, he activated his Pure Yang Sacred Body to secretly sense...

Ye Fan's body was filled with fluctuating yang energy, indicating a weak foundation, clearly caused by excessive indulgence in sexual activity and improper tonification.

What seclusion and ascetic practice... he's probably quite "busy" outside.

Lin Fengmian put down his chopsticks, wiped his hands, and finally looked up at Ye Fan with a half-smile:

"Master Ye, don't get so angry. Qingyi and I are already divorced, and we're both free to marry. But you..."

He paused, his tone casual, as if he were talking about the weather:

"With your Yang energy so depleted, you should avoid getting angry and focus on replenishing it."