Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 531: Leaving Some Softness for the Child?

When Ding Bonan heard Lin Fengmian’s boastful words, he deliberately raised his voice to mock him.

“I’ve heard that you’ve been indulging in nightly revelries lately, trying to make a last-minute effort by relying on the dual cultivation techniques of the Joyful Union Sect. Any progress to report?”

Lin Fengmian smiled faintly. “Of course there is progress. I’m just afraid that if I tell you, it might scare you to death.”

Ding Bonan laughed heartily. “You’re not going to tell me that you’ve reached the Core Formation realm, are you? Hahaha… Huh?!”

Lin Fengmian casually revealed his cultivation level, appearing completely at ease.

“Not quite the Core Formation Realm, just the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Realm.”

Ding Bonan’s laughter was abruptly cut off, his face filled with disbelief as he stared at Lin Fengmian.

“How is this possible?!”

Although Ding Bonan came from a prestigious background and possessed outstanding spiritual roots, he had never dared to slack off, pushing himself to the limit in his cultivation to achieve his current level.

This guy with mediocre spiritual roots, lazy habits, and a penchant for indulging women had somehow caught up to him in just a few days?

Ding Bonan’s worldview was on the verge of collapse. He felt the unfairness of heaven and the deep malice of fate.

For the first time, he questioned whether the saying “Heaven rewards the diligent” held any truth.

Others around them were equally shocked, some even beginning to doubt their own lives.

How long had it been since Lin Fengmian had risen from the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Realm?

Was this the power of the royal inheritance?

What was the point of their relentless cultivation if it was only to serve as bodyguards for these aristocratic young masters?

Lin Fengmian, unaware of the psychological damage he had inflicted, thought to himself that he had also worked hard in his cultivation.

If they didn’t believe him, they could ask Shangguan Qiong. Hadn’t he been toiling day and night, enduring hardships behind the scenes just to shine in public?

Lin Fengmian said nonchalantly, “Cultivation? It’s easy for me.”

Ding Bonan’s face turned ashen, as if he had just swallowed a dead rat.

“Hmph, the realm gained through dual cultivation techniques is ultimately unstable. Cousin Wuxie, don’t be too eager for quick success.”

Despite his words, he couldn’t help but wonder to himself: If dual cultivation was so effective, maybe he should visit the Joyful Union Sect and find a few women to cultivate with.

Feeling embarrassed, Ding Bonan slunk away with his entourage, leaving Lin Fengmian somewhat amused.

Had he just inadvertently advertised for the Joyful Union Sect?

Next time, he should ask Shangguan Yuqiong for some promotional fees!

Not long after, Jun Qingsheng, the Heavenly Grace King, appeared on the stage and addressed the crowd.

“Time flies, and once again it’s time for the once-in-a-decade selection of disciples for the Junyan Imperial Palace.”

“This year is particularly special, as it coincides with the Empress’s millennium reign. Therefore, this selection is of great importance to the Junyan Empire. I hope…”

Sitting below, Lin Fengmian felt sleepy and could only pass the time by looking around. His gaze inevitably fell on the nearby beauties.

Chen Qingyan, with her cold and captivating aura, naturally caught his attention. Lin Fengmian secretly watched her for a long time before finally looking away.

There weren’t many female disciples around, and compared to a beauty like Chen Qingyan, the others seemed rather uninteresting.

Lin Fengmian’s eyes soon landed on Ye Yingying, the “bombshell” bimbo whose disproportionate body was impossible to ignore.

Looking at her exaggerated chest, Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but wonder if half of it was pure muscle.

“Hey, can you leave some softness for the child?”

Wait, no-she was a child herself. What was he thinking?

Lin Fengmian wasn’t really interested in Ye Yingying. Her innocent face made him feel guilty, as if he were committing a crime.

Although her chest and age suggested otherwise, Lin Fengmian still couldn’t bring himself to act.

Ye Yingying noticed Lin Fengmian’s gaze and turned to look at him, flashing a bright smile that revealed her cute little fangs.

Although her smile was radiant, her eyes were filled with menace. She even popped a pill into her mouth and crunched it loudly.

“Last time I made you suffer from diarrhea for half a month and itchy skin for another half a month. Wasn’t that lesson enough?”

Lin Fengmian, unaware of Jun Wuxie’s past misadventures, returned her smile with an equally bright one.

Seeing that her intimidation tactics didn’t work, Ye Yingying pouted in annoyance and turned her back to him, showing off her twin-tailed ponytail.

Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but chuckle, stroking his chin.

“It seems that Jun Wuxie was quite a nuisance, huh?”

While Lin Fengmian was busy admiring the scenery, he didn’t notice that someone else was watching him.

In a private VIP box overlooking the square, hidden behind a gauzy curtain, Jun Yunshang watched Lin Fengmian’s wandering eyes with disappointment.

Although his appearance and mannerisms resembled Young Master Ye, Young Master Ye would never be so frivolous.

Young Master Ye was impervious to beauty – he hadn’t even been interested in her, let alone these other women.

As Jun Yunshang lost herself in thought, thunderous applause erupted around her.

Jun Qingsheng had finally finished his speech.

Next, the members of the Junyan Imperial Palace responsible for the evaluation took the stage – a group of twelve.

At the front was a white-bearded old man with a kind expression. His name was Zhou Yuanhua, the Grand Elder of the Enforcement Hall and a Void Realm cultivator.

Nangong Xiu was also present, as well as another elder, a gloomy middle-aged man named Xu Zhichang, a Unity Realm cultivator and fellow Enforcement Hall elder.

Xu Zhichang had a thin face and an arrogant demeanor, which made him seem difficult to get along with.

As the Grand Elder of the Enforcement Hall, Zhou Yuanhua began a long speech on behalf of the Junyan Imperial Palace, emphasizing fairness, justice, and transparency.

With nothing better to do, Xu Zhichang occasionally glanced at Nangong Xiu, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Ever since he discovered Nangong Xiu’s misconduct, he had been waiting for this day to come.

If he had threatened her earlier, he feared that she might have turned herself in, and the kind-hearted Grand Elder Zhou Yuanhua would have let her off lightly.

So he patiently waited for that kid to cheat publicly, planning to use it as leverage to force her submission.

“Nangong Xiu, with your aloof and unapproachable attitude… I’ll force you to kneel down and lick my toes.”

The thought alone made his heart race, and his gaze toward Nangong Xiu grew increasingly predatory, as if he wanted to strip her bare on the spot.

Nangong Xiu, puzzled by his meaningful gaze, felt a wave of disgust and subtly shifted away.

“What’s wrong with this guy? Why does he keep staring at me? Is he in heat or something?”

Xu Zhichang had been pestering her for a long time, but she had always found him repulsive and firmly rejected him.

Today, however, he seemed to have lost his mind. His lecherous gaze made her feel nauseous.

Standing behind the three elders were nine disciples from the Heavenly Fiend Hall, serving as overseers for the selection.

Among them was Lin Fengmian’s old acquaintance, Qin Yan, Jun Yunzheng’s lover, with whom Lin Fengmian had previously dealt.

Only then did Lin Fengmian realize that Qin Yan hadn’t returned with Jun Yunzheng, but had come as one of the overseers, accompanying Nangong Xiu and the others.