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

Lin Qingyu's gaze narrowed slightly as she watched the sudden look of surprise on the face of the elegantly dressed girl. The spiritual energy that had been gathering at her fingertips slowly dissipated.

She wanted to see what these two were really up to.

"Senior sister?"

Another woman in blue hesitated, glancing at the elegantly dressed girl beside her who was staring intently at the dark figure in the distance.

"Ignore her, go capture the soul first."

Without hesitation, the girl transformed into a streak of light and sped towards the eerie black mist in the distance.

Although the woman in blue hesitated for a moment, she still took a deep look at Lin Qingyu in mid-air and quickly followed after her.

"Soul capture?"

Lin Qingyu rubbed her chin. She had already tried to penetrate the eerie black mist with her divine sense, but it was impossible. Could it be that countless souls were churning within it?

But how is that possible?

Once a cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage dies, their soul immediately dissipates and returns to the world. Could this overwhelming array before us all be Nascent Soul stage monsters, or some extremely rare and special soul form?

Lin Qingyu immediately dismissed her own guess and turned her gaze to the two who were quietly retreating.

"you..."

"Bang!"

The two knelt down again with perfect speed and decisiveness.

Lin Qingyu's eyes twitched slightly. She had seen people who could bend and stretch, but she had never seen anyone so flexible. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing!

"How much do you know about that black mist? If you answer well, I might spare your lives."

"Gulp~"

Frustrated into place by an invisible, terrifying pressure, the bald, burly man didn't dare to breathe and could only swallow hard.

He cautiously lifted his eyelids, glanced at the indifferent-looking girl, and his voice trembled uncontrollably:

"Senior, that black mist is called Ghost Mist. It descends randomly once a year. It is said to be the Yin energy that surges up from the underworld... It contains countless evil spirits that devour all living things."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyu scoffed.

The underworld?

Although the black mist had the strange effect of blocking divine sense, she didn't believe a word of it when it came to any demons or monsters.

There was no other reason than that Lin Qingyu did not sense any threat from the black mist at all. After all, if it were really something from the underworld, she wouldn't have a chance to be jumping around here.

Recalling the eager expressions of the two women earlier, Lin Qingyu made a rough deduction:

Nine times out of ten, it's some kind of evil trickery that came up with to scare people. It's highly likely that this place is special, suitable for raising ghosts, or that there's some kind of precious treasure here.

Then the matter of Youyi back then is worth pondering.

Was it really as the young man said, that he accidentally discovered his mother's special constitution, or was it premeditated? And was this matter related to the two women from earlier?

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyu slowly lowered her gaze, looking down at the two trembling figures below.

"There are only two of you? Where is the female cultivator?"

The bald, burly man and the sleazy-looking man looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

Hmm...it seems I haven't had a chance to join yet.

Lin Qingyu understood, and too lazy to look at the two of them again, she blurred into a blur and sped towards the ghostly mist.

Just as the bald, burly man was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he noticed two beams of red light hurtling down from mid-air.

"You don't..."

"Hiss~"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh rang out, and two streaks of blood splattered on the ground, leaving only a gradually fading groan of pain before quickly fading into deathly silence.

In mid-air, Lin Qingyu expressionlessly retracted the Blood Spirit Shuttle. She was neither a person who liked to punish evil and promote good, nor was she a bloodthirsty person.

The reason these two were killed was simply because they appeared at the wrong time.

Where such strange phenomena occur, there must be great treasures. Letting those two leave would risk revealing their existence, that's all.

The reason I attacked those two women earlier was simply because they seemed to have some connections.

Lin Qingyu has a very clear understanding of her own position:

First, try not to create trouble for yourself.

Second, conflict of interest.

Besides, she would never act lightly, but once she did, she would leave no survivors.

Even if she offends someone on her own in the simulator, she won't actively seek trouble unless there's a real-world conflict of interest.

Simulating revenge and retribution is for the purpose of achieving clarity of mind and physical and mental well-being.

After all, every choice she makes changes the course of reality. If she were to bring the grudges into reality and affect her own cultivation, that would be foolish.

Of course, demons are an exception.

Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts. Even for the sake of her future cultivation environment, Lin Qingyu would still speak up and say a few words of justice within her power.

Various thoughts flashed through Lin Qingyu's mind, and she suddenly increased her speed, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

Today, no one but myself can leave this place alive!

...

In the ghostly fog.

The light was incredibly dim, with countless translucent shadows drifting back and forth.

In this suffocating silence, the occasional chilling sound of chewing could be heard.

"Senior sister, shouldn't we inform Master?"

The woman in blue watched as the elegantly dressed girl continuously collected souls into the soul pouch, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

"A report? Ha, have you forgotten that old devil's rules?"

The girl sneered, and her movements even quickened.

"Whoever grabs it gets it! That's always been his tacit approval. If we let him know, given his stingy nature, we probably won't even get a sip of soup."

"You'd better hurry up, the commotion here will attract that old ghost's attention sooner or later."

"oh..."

The woman in blue nodded upon hearing this, and was about to go and collect a drifting soul not far away.

Just then, a pale hand suddenly reached out from the darkness, grabbed the ghost by the neck, and quickly dragged it into the darkness.

"ah!!!"

The woman in blue cried out in surprise and instinctively backed away, pressing herself tightly against the girl's back.

"What's wrong now?"

The elegantly dressed girl frowned and turned around impatiently.

"yes..."

The woman in blue was taken aback at first, seemingly not quite understanding, but then her eyes lit up with intense surprise.

"Senior sister, it's a special soul form."

"A special soul form? Can you see what kind of soul form it is?"

Upon hearing this, the girl's eyes lit up, and she grabbed the woman's wrist.

"Um...."

The woman in blue pondered for a moment, then spoke hesitantly:

"It should be an Extreme Spirit Body."

The elegantly dressed girl gasped, her greed almost overflowing.

She abruptly released her grip, her figure blurring as she dashed towards the direction where the ghostly hand had vanished, urging:

"Quick! Set up the Soul-Locking Array! We absolutely cannot let this treasure escape!"

The woman in blue dared not delay and quickly took out several array flags from her storage bag. With a few deft movements, the flags disappeared into the thick fog around her.

"rise!"

With a low shout, several array flags simultaneously lit up with a ghostly blue light, weaving together a faint spiritual net that enveloped the ghostly mist within a radius of several dozen feet.

"roar!"

The ghostly mist seemed to sense a threat and instinctively roared.

"Over there!"

The elegantly dressed girl curled her lips into a sinister smile, raised her hand, and unleashed a crimson chain that tore through the air like a venomous snake, viciously coiling towards the ghostly creature.

"Sizzle~"

"roar!!!"

The chains coiled upwards, making a scorching sound, and the ghostly mist immediately let out a shrill scream, struggling frantically within the formation, but unable to break free even a fraction.

"It's done!"

Just as the woman in blue breathed a sigh of relief and was about to withdraw the formation,

At the edge of the horizon, there seemed to be flickering lights.

Immediately afterwards, a crimson fire net that blotted out the sky suddenly erupted from the very edge of the ghostly mist without warning, and arrived in front of the two women in the blink of an eye.

It then almost completely enveloped this ghostly mist space, turning it into a world of flames.

Amidst the sweltering heat, a slender figure slowly strolled from the edge of the fire net.

She was surrounded by leaping crimson flames, and with each step she took, red ripples spread across the void beneath her feet.

That composed demeanor carried an indifference that looked down upon all living beings, like an empress who ruled over the flames of the world, exuding an inviolable holiness and majesty.

...