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

"Get down."

Lingxiu Tianjun's voice was forced out between his teeth, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

She looked down at the girl clinging to her like a koala, and a pang of regret rose in her heart.

When another Nascent Soul cultivator passed away, he expended his life essence to use a secret technique to deduce the secrets of heaven, saying that in the future, there would be two peerless geniuses who could greatly prosper the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect, one male and one female. However, their destinies would clash, and only one of them could be cultivated.

She thought that female cultivators were more perceptive and easier to communicate with and guide, which would also make things easier for her.

But Lingxiu truly hadn't expected it to be such a shameless thing.

If you knew what she was thinking, you would surely cry foul.

[You only act like this in simulations. In reality, you're a cool and aloof fairy who would never bow down for a pittance!]

However, seeing the ancestor's face gradually darken, you could only reluctantly loosen your grip.

[Actually, I can't blame you. After all, Lingxiu just carried you across the Forest of Death, and her unparalleled, unstoppable movements were simply too captivating.]

[The Celestial Lord of the Transformation Realm is truly terrifying!]

"Rest assured, Ancestor, this disciple will return to the sect as soon as possible."

You should quickly pledge your loyalty.

"You'd better cultivate for a full hundred years before you come back."

After uttering those words, Lingxiu refused to linger any longer, and her figure slowly dissipated from the spot.

【"Huh?"】

You instinctively reached out your hand to try and stop them, but then awkwardly withdrew it halfway through.

You sighed inwardly.

[Well, the love between the seabird and the fish was just an accident. The ancestor must have been afraid of being too heartbroken, so he left as soon as possible.]

【"Meow..."】

Just as you were imagining a heartwarming story of "grandfather and disciple," a faint meow suddenly came from your chest.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you quickly pulled Little Black out of your arms, only to find it rolling its eyes, practically on its way to meet the Azure Phoenix Ancestor...

【...】

Six years ago, at Qingshui Sacred Mountain, in the Youquan Tribe.

Inside the dimly lit, cramped stone house, a boy was curled up on a rough wooden bed.

He was drenched in cold sweat, his pale face contorted with a struggle between pain and despair.

【"No!!!"】

With a low growl, the boy suddenly opened his eyes.

He sprang to his feet, gasping for breath, his eyes filled with pain and anger.

After an unknown amount of time, the boy gradually came to his senses. He looked around blankly, everything before him both familiar and strange, with an unreal, dreamlike quality.

He hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to touch his face, feeling a real, warm sensation in his palm.

The boy understood; this was neither a dream nor a replay of events before his death.

He succeeded.

[Having traversed a thousand years, he has truly returned.]

However, there was no joy in the boy's eyes, only a bewilderment and regret following an explosion of extreme pain.

I'm back, but what about her?

Even though she never explicitly acknowledged their identities, and even though she was extremely resistant, the debt of gratitude for being saved, the bond of passing on the Dharma, and the countless days and nights spent together...

But if she doesn't come back... wouldn't meeting again be a form of betrayal?

After a long silence, Liu Guanzhi suddenly raised his bloodshot eyes, which flashed with a chilling glint.

Since I can come back, I can also go back.

[If one is powerful enough, and possesses a long enough lifespan, then one is destined to turn everything around!]

"Liu Guanzhi, stop slacking off and get out here right now!"

A sudden, angry shout came from outside the door. The person who spoke seemed extremely impatient, and then kicked the door open.

A moment later, a pungent smell of blood slowly wafted out of the stone house...

Time flows slowly by; six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Liu Guanzhi, clad in a black robe, hovered in mid-air, feeling the power surging within him, yet the emptiness in his heart seemed to grow ever larger.

He lowered his eyes, gazing indifferently down at the desolate tribe below, their cries of despair echoing across the land.

Amidst the leaping flames and thick smoke, that eternally flamboyant and passionate figure in red from my memory seemed to pierce through the sea of ​​fire and reappear before my eyes…

That was their first meeting.

He had been severely wounded by his enemies and was helplessly drifting downstream with the current.

Just then, a pale yet strong hand forcefully scooped him out of the icy stream.

The girl possessed a stunningly beautiful face, almost flamboyantly so, but her first words nearly caused him, already severely injured, to cough up blood on the spot.

The girl looked down at him with her arms crossed, her tone carrying a hint of casual mockery:

"Hey buddy, what happened to you? What a mess you are!"

[Liu Guanzhi thought at the time that meeting her might be another ordeal in his life...]

What happened afterward need not be recounted, but through their long-term interaction, Liu Guanzhi admitted that he had to retract his initial thoughts.

Love arises without warning, and deepens with each passing moment.

But Liu Guanzhi was incredibly perceptive. After several attempts to probe, he quickly realized that the young girl seemed to have an almost instinctive resistance and aversion to so-called romantic love.

Since he couldn't force it, he could only bury his feelings deep in his heart, transforming himself into a patient hunter, quietly lying in wait for the right opportunity over the long years.

But this wait lasted for nearly a thousand years.

Even when the two were driven to the brink of despair, she never revealed her feelings for him, but the girl's words:

Old Liu! I'm afraid we can only meet again in the next life!

[He still kept it in his heart.]

But he didn't feel regret; there are countless kinds of emotions in the world, why be confined to romantic love?

She shares the same aspirations and possesses equally outstanding abilities; perhaps a better way for them to get along is to support each other.

This is also the fundamental reason why Liu Guanzhi was unwilling to search for the girl again after his rebirth.

He was afraid of shattering the beautiful image in his heart, and also afraid that seeing that same face again would disrupt his original plans.

As the fire gradually subsided, Liu Guanzhi took one last look at the ruins beneath his feet before his figure slowly disappeared into the night...

The next day, he went about his usual routine, remaining the most inconspicuous member of the tribe.

Just as he pushed open the courtyard gate, preparing to complete some assigned tasks, he froze completely in place.

At the edge of his vision, a girl in red was smiling at him, and the familiar black cat on her shoulder made Liu Guanzhi's heart pound uncontrollably.

Under his expectant and nervous gaze, the girl slowly spoke:

"Old Liu, long time no see!"

...