After transforming into a fairy, I, in my simulation, wreaked havoc in the cultivation world.

"You think you can mess with me?"

You let out a soft hum, but inwardly you were reflecting on how difficult things had been for you.

[Han Xuan is such a stingy kid. He always likes to hide away any treasures he has. Shouldn't he share good things with his partner? Every time, you have to personally plead and beg to get even a little bit out of him.]

[While his skills and appearance are undeniable, unfortunately, you can only give him a four-star rating.]

As for you?

[Her looks alone are enough to earn her a five-star rating; there's no need to evaluate anything else.]

[While you were pondering this, you had already reached about the hundredth level of the Spirit Rank, and the pressure on you suddenly increased significantly.]

The entire spiritual energy staircase is approximately a thousand stories high, and is entirely formed from pure spiritual energy.

[When cultivators ascend the steps, they must continuously envelop their legs with their own spiritual energy; the slightest relaxation will cause them to instantly lose their footing and fall.]

Furthermore, the spiritual pressure increases significantly with each hundred levels one ascends. It not only requires a cultivator to have a substantial foundation of spiritual power, but also presents a rigorous test of endurance and control.

【no way.】

[The Heavenly Profound Sword Sect at least occasionally sends high-level cultivators to instruct on swordsmanship and explain cultivation techniques, thus emphasizing some aspects of tradition and rules.]

But demonic cultivators are much purer; everything is based on ability.

[If you're capable, then go for it; if not, then obediently become the exploited one, the sect's consumables.]

[You've been moving at breakneck speed, without pausing for a moment; this ever-increasing spiritual pressure is nothing but a joke to you.]

"Look, it's Fairy Lianhuan!"

"What Fairy Lianhuan? She's clearly the Old Demon Lianhuan!"

"Exactly! Which cultivator in our Qixia Garden hasn't been charged that damn protection fee by her?"

Upon seeing you, the cultivators began to murmur amongst themselves, some even wondering if it was too late to switch to another immortal island.

You scoffed inwardly, ignoring the whispers around you.

[You're ungrateful! Did you take the protection money for nothing? Didn't I protect you?]

[This year, apart from you, no one else dared to come to Qixia Garden to collect protection money.]

[As for the fact that no one had ever collected protection money before, of course you, being so naive and kind, wouldn't know that.]

Inside the grand hall atop the immortal island, several figures watched with great interest the scene displayed on the light screen.

【"interesting."】

"This woman's personality is more suited to the Extreme Path Sect."

The Extreme Path Sect is currently the leader of the demonic path in Xuanhuang Prefecture. Its actions are extremely domineering, and it is also known as the "Bandit Sect" by the righteous sects.

"How shameless! They're a match made in heaven with my lineage!"

A scantily clad female cultivator slammed her hand down on a table, shattering it and sending splinters of wood flying.

"Master Huoyan, please calm down."

The black-robed elder, seated cross-legged to the right of the female cultivator, slowly opened his eyes. With a slight flutter of his sleeves, the flying wood chips were shattered before they even reached him.

"Old Zhou! This young lady is quite nice, don't try to steal her from me."

The woman ignored his accusations and instead slammed her hand on the table to her left, shattering it.

The old man in black robes glanced casually at the light screen, then slowly withdrew his gaze after a moment.

[She's just a Qi Refining female cultivator; without reaching the Golden Core stage, she's nothing but an ant.]

【...】

On the other side, you effortlessly traversed the thousand spiritual steps with a commanding lead, standing firmly on the welcoming jade platform of Qingheng Immortal Island.

Just as you're about to put your hands behind your back and strike a pose to impress everyone, you suddenly feel a weight on your shoulder—a fair, jade-like hand has quietly rested on it.

You were slightly startled, but before you could turn around, the world spun around you.

After a few breaths, when you regain your senses, you find yourself in a secluded cave.

[Leaving aside the magnificent furnishings inside the cave, the sheer concentration of spiritual energy alone is enough to make your mouth water.]

The spiritual energy in the air was thick like fog, almost liquefied; one could even feel a subtle increase in one's spiritual power with each breath.

"I'm snapping out of it."

A soft laugh came from not far away.

You turn your head and see a woman with long, fiery red hair sitting imposingly on a jade couch.

"This...senior."

In the world of cultivation, powerful cultivators whose titles are unclear are all addressed as "senior."

You bowed respectfully.

"Alright, stop pretending with me."

Footsteps approached from afar; you slightly raised your eyes, just as the woman stood before you.

The other person wore a tight-fitting outfit that cinched their waist and abdomen, revealing glimpses of their well-defined abs beneath the fabric, making one want to touch them.

Suddenly, you feel your cheek being pinched. Looking up, you see the red-haired woman staring at you with a mocking gaze.

"Young man, staring at me like that, do you perhaps have homosexual tendencies?"

【Sigh~】

"No, no! I already have a Daoist partner!"

You quickly shook your head, afraid that it might really cause some "strange" plot developments.

Seeing that you were playing the ostrich, the woman seemed to lose interest and simply said bluntly:

"I, the Fiery True Person, have brought you here to take you as my disciple."

"Greetings, Master."

Without the slightest hesitation, you bowed down in reverence.

Just like when you first met Ziwei, you were just as decisive.

Even if one has made some progress in cultivation now, so what?

Before a Golden Core cultivator, you are essentially no different from the frail, helpless girl who huddled in the woodshed at the beginning of your transmigration.

[Before ascending to the heavens, they ultimately succumbed to the mire.]

Take each step carefully, and never forget the path you came from.

[Master Huoyan observed you silently for a moment, then nodded in satisfaction.]

"My good disciple, rise quickly. From this day forward, you will be my fourth personal disciple."

As she spoke, she reached out and took out a jade box, handing it over.

"Inside is a high-quality Foundation Establishment Pill, much better than the one you received as a prize for winning."

You respectfully accepted it with both hands, your eyes flickering slightly.

"What are your instructions, Master?"

"Haha, you really are... can't this just a master showing affection for his disciple?"

[Master Huoyan patted your shoulder, and you grimaced as you memorized every single detail, though you maintained a respectful smile on your face.]

"Sigh~ I just can't do anything with you, since you insist on wanting something in return."

After feigning a moment of thought, she casually said:

"Complete your Foundation Establishment within twenty years, then help your master complete a mission, how about it?"

"We will certainly live up to our mission."

"Alright, alright, as long as you can complete that task, I will certainly not treat you unfairly. You can name your terms then."

Looking at her rather magnanimous demeanor, you've already mentally cursed her ancestors for eighteen generations.

[You bastard!]

Any attempt to discuss benefits only after the fact is nothing more than empty promises.

Just wait, three simulations of the east bank of the river, three simulations of the west bank—don't underestimate a young girl's poverty!

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