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

"What? You want to force your way in?"

The old man slightly lifted his eyelids, and a hint of murderous intent crept into his gloomy gaze.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare."

The caravan manager was so startled that he waved his hands repeatedly and quickly stepped aside. He was willing to ask for a favor, but he would absolutely not die in the line of duty.

"Then get out of here."

The old man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and strode closer. Several disciples behind him, seeing this, immediately followed aggressively.

Their method of inspection was extremely brutal. Hands imbued with spiritual energy reached out mercilessly, grabbing straight for the other person's face. Accompanied by a teeth-grinding scraping sound, they didn't stop until several deep, bloody scratches were drawn from the flesh.

[They would even openly take advantage of female cultivators.]

Yet no one around dared to utter a word of rebuttal, clearly indicating that the sect these individuals belonged to wielded immense power and influence on the outskirts of the Bone-Corroding Poison Forest.

Lin Bufan's gaze darkened slightly upon witnessing this scene. He could endure some physical pain himself, but his senior sister... absolutely could not!

If even my senior sister is protected...

As he was thinking, a very agitated voice suddenly reached his ear.

"Junior brother, that old man is at the peak of Foundation Establishment. You should hold him off for now."

You narrowed your eyes, your gaze filled with undisguised murderous intent.

"The rest are nothing but ants in the early stages of Foundation Establishment. Senior Sister, finish this quickly, and then we'll join forces to kill that old bastard!"

You can feign weakness, bow to profit, and even abandon everything. But the prerequisite is that it must be a choice you make willingly, not this humiliation of being trampled on!

[Isn't the whole point of painstakingly cultivating this magical power so that I can act as I please and have complete freedom of thought in situations like this?]

Since the millstone incident, no one in this world can instill fear or humiliation in you, not even death!

The moment the words left his mouth, the hesitation in Lin Bufan's eyes shattered, replaced by a burning flame.

That's exactly the kind of senior sister she is!

He seemed to see again the woman who had been so spirited and confident on the stage that day, her domineering presence that had won him over—these were the initial sparks that ignited the feelings that had quietly taken root in his heart.

"Senior sister, I'm going!"

Lin Bufan was ruthless and taciturn; the moment he finished speaking, he launched his attack.

[He transformed into a streak of black light tearing through the air, dragging a massive black sword in his hand, and slammed it down directly towards the imperious old man.]

【"boom!"】

A powerful gust of wind erupted at the center of their clash, instantly obscuring visibility in the area.

You paused slightly, gazing at that suddenly resolute figure, then chuckled softly after a moment.

This kid is really to your liking; maybe we could become sworn brothers sometime!

The next moment, your vast divine sense descended like an invisible net, and everything around you instantly came under your control.

A deep blue longsword silently appeared in your hand, and you transformed into a streak of crimson light, silently cutting into the battle.

"Damn it, you ignorant little beast, how dare you attack this elder!"

The old man shook his arm, which was slightly numb from the shock, and stared at the black-clad youth before him with a sinister gaze.

The moment he saw the other person's face clearly, his movements suddenly froze. After a brief moment of astonishment, a gleam of wild joy suddenly flashed in his eyes:

"You're that Lin...right, Lin Bufan?"

[After that head-on collision, Lin Bufan's rough facade had long since crumbled. Hearing the other's words, he showed no panic; instead, he raised an eyebrow, a cold smile playing on his lips.]

"You old bastard, you recognize your grandfather?"

"Hehehe~ I recognize it, of course I recognize it."

The old man let out a chilling laugh, and his figure suddenly transformed into a wisp of foul-smelling black wind.

Amidst the howling wind, thousands upon thousands of jet-black venomous insects flapped their wings and hissed, sweeping forward like a surging black tide.

Lin Bufan's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to use his movement technique to avoid the surging tide of poison, a dragon's roar that shook the mountains and forests suddenly resounded from behind.

【"roar!!!】

Before he could turn around, an extremely hot wave of air poured down from mid-air.

Looking up, one could see a fiery red dragon, tens of feet long, wreathed in blazing flames, crashing headlong into the black, foul wind.

【"boom!"】

The crimson flames and the black, foul wind collided with a deafening roar.

[Immediately following were countless mournful screechs. The seemingly terrifying black poisonous tide, under the scorching heat of the domineering dragon-shaped flames, was visibly and rapidly melted away, like snow meeting the blazing sun.]

[As everyone's attention was focused on the two incredibly powerful attacks, a clear, ringing bell suddenly rang out.]

[High-grade spiritual weapon—Soul-shaking Bell! 】

Everyone felt a wave of dizziness, and their vision gradually blurred.

Lin Bufan and the old man were the first to break free, but when they saw what was before them, they were both stunned.

A woman dressed in red, her back to the two men, slowly sheathed the blood-stained, deep blue longsword.

Before her, several heads fell limply from mid-air, accompanied by a fine mist of blood that scattered across the devastated ground, creating a bizarre yet captivating scene.

Lin Bufan's Adam's apple bobbed nervously as he swallowed hard. Thankfully, he had suppressed his strange urge to bully his senior sister, otherwise he would definitely have been hacked to pieces.

Meanwhile, the old man on the other side had a drastic change in expression. A sword cultivator? And a sword cultivator who was proficient in fire-attribute magic at that?

[Damn it! Isn't this the nemesis of him, and even all poison cultivators?]

【"Pat pat pat~"】

Just then, a crisp round of applause suddenly rang out from the dense forest, unhurried yet subtly diluting the lingering chill of the atmosphere.

Hearing the sound, everyone looked over and saw a group of people who had appeared on the forest path not far away.

The leader was a young man dressed in an indigo robe. His hair was not tied up, but loosely gathered at the back of his head with a dark red ribbon. His casual eyes held a hint of untamed wildness.

Behind him stood several agile young men and women, all exuding considerable presence.

The young man's gaze swept casually over the mess on the ground, finally settling on the azure longsword. He then swished open his folding fan with a "whoosh," speaking with a touch of nonchalance and ease:

"Lin Bufan is truly remarkable! He's definitely not an ordinary talent."

[After he finished speaking, the entire room fell into a deathly silence...]

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