All nine empresses betrayed me, why am I crying after being reborn as a saint?

It would be better to give up. It didn't take long for Feng Yanran to give up. The pain of cramps and bone pulling, as well as the fear of losing her cultivation and then her status made her want to give up.

This made her feel ridiculous. Would Chen Yuan back off? Although she was reluctant to admit it, that fool would have silently endured it all, because she always knew that man loved her very much, more than anyone else.

She began to feel annoyed and regretful about what a terrible woman she was, but it was too late.

It was fate that played such a trick on her. Feng Yanran was ready to give up. Just when she was about to let go, the Nine-headed Ganoderma lucidum loosened on its own and she successfully pulled it down.

This pull caused her to lose her balance and fall to the ground.

"Senior sister!"

"Lord Saint!"

The two Lingshan sisters helped Feng Yanran up.

Feng Jiao, who was standing by, looked at her hands in confusion.

She was a little confused now. Why did Feng Yanran have such a big reaction when she put her hand on her, but nothing happened when she went up and pulled hard.

It wasn't until she looked up at the cabinet that she saw the small words on it.

Although she didn't understand why nothing happened when she put it there, she at least understood why Feng Yanran was in so much pain. Thinking about her own recklessness just now, she shuddered with fear.

But then she thought, isn't this a good thing?

According to the small words on the cabinet, it is not certain whether Feng Yanran still has her cultivation. If Feng Yanran has lost her cultivation, or has lost most of her cultivation, then isn't she the one with the highest cultivation in the younger generation?

If she is the one with the highest cultivation, then why does the position of the Saint belong to Feng Yanran?

Although the selection of the Holy Maiden of Lingshan also takes into account cultivation, intelligence, etc., those are actually secondary, and only cultivation is the main thing.

Feng Yanran, who has no cultivation, is not even a saint. The position of saint should be given to her.

In an instant, Feng Jiao became greedy for the position of Saint, which she had never dared to dream of before. When she thought that she might get that position, she couldn't hold back her smile.

She even wanted to ask Feng Yanran to roll down from the position of the Saint and sit on it herself.

Of course, no matter what she thought, she was not stupid enough to confront Feng Yanran at this time. Instead, she pretended to be concerned and pushed Feng Qianling away and moved closer to Feng Yanran.

"Senior sister, are you okay? What happened..."

"Oh, it's nothing..."

Feng Yanran's eyes were wandering and lifeless. Although she had not completely lost her cultivation, she had lost about half of it.

Having lost so much of her cultivation, she is even inferior to some of the sisters present. She is no longer worthy of the position of Saint.

Fortunately, no one has noticed the words on the cabinet yet, and no one knows that she has lost a lot of her cultivation. In the future, as long as she works hard to make up for it, no one will notice the trick.

This way she can keep her position as the Saint. Does it really matter whether she is worthy of this position?

Now she has lost Chen Yuan. If she loses this position as well, what will she have left? So even though she is no longer worthy of sitting on the position of Saint, she must sit on it, not for others, but only for herself!

Thinking of this, she forced herself to stand up, pretending to be calm and said calmly: "I'm afraid there is not much time left, let's leave quickly."

The others did not suspect anything and hurried out after hearing this. Only Feng Jiao stopped and glanced at the cabinet with her peripheral vision, revealing a cunning smile.

At this time, this stupid woman became smart. Through Feng Yanran's reaction just now, she could conclude that Feng Yanran felt that she had lost a lot of cultivation. Next, as long as she could find a way to reveal it "unintentionally" and not be criticized in the interests of justice, then she would definitely be the one to be chosen as the Saint!

On the way back, Feng Yanran roughly remembered the way back, so it was much smoother when she walked back. Even though she was in a hurry due to time constraints, she basically didn't step into any traps.

When Feng Yanran and the others moved the Spirit Palace away, the Spirit Palace as a whole shook and began to sink into the ground.

This made everyone feel scared. If it was too late, they would have to wait for three hundred years before they could see the light of day again, as they would be reduced to dry bones.

"Lady Saint, have you got the Nine-Headed Ganoderma?"

Someone called Feng Yanran from behind. Feng Yanran looked back and saw five old ladies in holy robes standing behind them.

The man who called her was extremely ugly. The left side of his face was completely disfigured due to a burn, and there was a huge birthmark on his right side that basically blocked his entire right face. That was not all, but his nose was also extremely large. It was so ugly that even a ghost would be scared of it.

This person is Feng Shengnan, the law enforcement elder of Lingshan Sect, and also Feng Jiao's master.

There are a total of five elders in Lingshan Sect, which are the five old ladies standing here. These five people are second only to the leader of Lingshan Sect, Feng Yanran's master, Feng Aomei, in terms of status and strength.

Logically speaking, such a difficult task as obtaining medicine from Ling Palace should be led by these five people.

But these five people are not good men and women. To these five old foxes, the life of their leader is not as important as their lives, so they all found reasons not to participate in this action.

Feng Yanran naturally saw clearly what was happening, but now was not the time to fall out with these five old foxes, so she could only say respectfully: "In reply to Elder Shengnan, I have taken it back."

"Very good, go quickly."

Feng Shengnan spoke very calmly, without any joy in her voice, and in fact, she did not feel any joy at all.

Like her own disciple, this person also has evil ambitions, but she wants to replace the head of the sect instead of the saint. She hopes that Feng Yanran and others will return empty-handed, so that she can take the position of the head of the sect.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

After briefly greeting Feng Shengnan, Feng Yanran circulated the spiritual energy in her body and rushed straight into the sky towards the highest peak of the Jiutian Lingshan Mountain. She rode on the clouds and mist all the way and soon reached the highest peak of the Jiutian Lingshan Mountain.

The name of this peak is Wangxian Peak. There is only one temple on the peak, which is the Wansheng Palace where the leader of the Lingshan Sect lives.

As soon as she saw the All Saints Palace, Feng Yanran descended quickly and after landing, she rushed towards Feng Aomei's bedroom.

"Master! I brought back the Nine-Headed Ganoderma Lucidum!"

Feng Yanran pushed open the door, and a fragrant breeze blew in her face.

"Disciple, you are finally here..."

A beautiful woman on the bed opened her mouth with difficulty. She was Feng Yanran's master, Feng Aomei.

Although Feng Aomei looks only in her thirties and is beautiful and charming, she is actually more than two hundred years old. This old monster has a very high level of cultivation and is the saint of the previous session, which is why she has maintained such good beauty.

"Master, I will go and make medicine for you now."

"What are you still boiling medicine for?" Feng Aomei growled, "It's too late to bring it to me, I want to eat it directly..."