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

Qingfeng Valley is nestled in a deep ravine within the towering Wanren Mountains, surrounded by lush, verdant peaks.

[Without the old man piloting the flying boat to guide them, ordinary people would probably only see a sea of ​​clouds and would hardly notice the paradise-like scenery before them.]

The giant ship slowly sank and came to a stop at the entrance of the mountain stream.

When you finally set foot on the ground, you find there is no path at all, only an archway made of rubble and chains blocking your way.

[Below the gate sat an elderly man with a hunched back, draped in a gray linen cloak.]

You sensed no life force from him; he was like a lifeless stone.

"Senior Brother Yun."

The elderly man leading the group walked to the archway and bowed respectfully to the person.

You were slightly startled. The old man leading the group was a Golden Core cultivator, so the person before you... couldn't he be a Nascent Soul True Monarch?

You quickly averted your gaze; you could only wish to keep your distance from Nascent Soul cultivators.

That figure in the pink mist still leaves an indelible impression on you.

I still remember the first thing that Nascent Soul cultivator said when we first met; it almost scared you to death.

She said: "You look like a man. If it weren't for your unchanging soul, I would have thought you were a possessed being."

How terrifying!

Thinking about this, you still feel a lingering fear; high-level cultivators are truly terrifying.

"Don't be afraid."

Lin Bufan seemed to sense your nervousness and tightened his grip on your hand.

You respond with a smile, but a dangerous thought lingers in your mind.

Could the old man with the ring defeat the old man in hemp clothing in front of him?

Fortunately, the gray-robed elder sitting cross-legged paid no attention to you. With a wave of his hand, a hazy gray sword light flew out, opening a gap wide enough for two people in the sealed archway.

"If you don't come out in three days, good luck to you."

The hoarse voice, though not loud, carried clearly throughout the entire valley.

"What are you standing there for? Go inside!"

The elderly man leading the group bowed again, then turned and reprimanded them.

[The crowd, regaining their senses, rushed towards the archway in a chaotic rush. You followed Lin Bufan, walking slowly with the crowd.]

You suddenly feel a gaze subtly falling on you, and while adjusting your cuffs, you glance at it out of the corner of your eye.

Hey there, Wang Hao! A familiar face indeed!

You withdrew your gaze, seemingly uninterested.

You really don't want to deal with this kind of guy. He's incompetent, has no talent, and isn't even handsome. You wouldn't even want to sew him up.

"Qingyu, there's a spatial array at the entrance to the secret realm. Stepping inside will most likely result in being randomly teleported."

Lin Bufan lowered his voice, his gaze steady and resolute.

"Once you're inside, find a hiding place and wait there. I'll come looking for you as soon as possible."

When it comes to crucial moments, the chosen one is truly reliable.

"Brother Lin, you should also take care of yourself."

You took his hand in return, your eyes filled with reluctance and worry.

【"Um!"】

The two of you exchanged a glance and stepped through the archway together.

[A sudden dizziness washed over you, and you staggered, grabbing the hilt of your sword for support. Forcing down the urge to vomit, you quickly opened your eyes and surveyed your surroundings.]

[The scene before me was one of utter tranquility, a vast expanse of white mist occasionally punctuated by glimpses of emerald green.]

[You stood there lost in thought for a moment, then with a wave of your hand, the Xuan Yu skirt was already draped over your body. As you circulated the Hehuan Technique, your aura rapidly shifted and then vanished without a trace.]

[You still felt uneasy. With a thought, your long, jet-black hair flamed up like flames, instantly turning a fiery red—a unique effect of the "Thousand Threads of Love" technique.]

[She raised her hand and removed the jade hairpin; her long, crimson hair cascaded down to her waist, shimmering faintly with a bewitching light in the mist, adding to her captivating allure.]

Three Blood Spirit Shuttles flashed into your sleeve. You're not here to find treasure, you're here to hunt!

After all, a cultivator's wealth is their most valuable asset. Knowing you may only have ten years left, your natural goal should be to maximize your gains.

The next moment, black mist descended, you lightly touched the ground with your toes, and your entire body transformed into a wisp of green smoke, dissipating from the spot.

Beneath the rushing waterfall, two men and a woman are carefully climbing upwards along the slippery rock face.

It wasn't that they couldn't fly on swords, but rather that the sheer amount of danger lurking in the dense, sky-covering fog was impossible to predict.

On the contrary, the clear views along the sides of the waterfall, sculpted by the water vapor, made it the safest passage at the moment.

"Senior brother! Is that a Spirit-Nourishing Fruit?"

At this moment, one of the round-faced women exclaimed in surprise, her gaze fixed on a low-lying spiritual plant on the cliff face.

The gray-haired man who was leading the group paused, following the gaze of the round-faced woman.

[Only, among the slender branches of the spiritual plant, three translucent fruits, each the size of a thumb, hung quietly, their surfaces shimmering with a bluish-silver light, while golden veins within moved slowly as if alive.]

"This is truly a Spirit-Nourishing Fruit!"

There are three stages in foundation building: essence, energy, and spirit.

The "divine" here refers to the cultivator's divine consciousness.

Normally, cultivators only begin to develop divine consciousness in the later stages of Qi Refining, but there are always some rare and precious treasures in the world that can defy this convention.

The Spirit-Nourishing Fruit is a supreme elixir for Qi Refining cultivators to cultivate and enhance their divine sense; it is extremely rare.

The harsh growing conditions make it almost impossible to cultivate artificially, and it will wither and die if not consumed within one day of harvesting.

"Quickly, junior sister, go and pick some!"

The tall, thin cultivator lagging behind also brightened up and quickly urged them on.

The round-faced woman hesitated, then looked at the gray-haired man in front of her.

A hint of displeasure flashed in the gray-haired man's eyes, but he turned his head and said gently:

"Junior sister, you found this first, so it's most appropriate for you to pick it."

【"Hmm~"】

Hearing the man's gentle voice, the round-faced woman blushed slightly, and her long sword began to move inch by inch towards the Spirit-Nourishing Fruit.

A moment later, the three fruits were safely in the woman's hands.

The tall, thin man looked somewhat surprised, but said nothing. The three of them climbed upwards at an even faster pace.

Half an incense stick later, three figures landed one after another on the cliff top, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat eerie.

"Senior brother, this fruit is for you."

The round-faced woman blushed and handed a Spirit-Nourishing Fruit to the gray-haired man.

"Junior sister, what about your senior brother?"

The tall, thin man wore a smile, but his eyes were icy cold.

"I...I didn't say I was going to give it to you."

She gritted her teeth and took out another Spirit-Nourishing Fruit, handing it to the gray-haired man.

"Senior brother, I only need one."

【"court death!"】

The next moment, the tall, thin man's longsword shot out, aiming straight for the gray-haired man's brow.

"Who exactly is courting death?"

The gray-haired man sneered, and a cyan shield blocked their path.

【"Clang~"】

[With a sharp crack, the longsword struck again.]

"Junior sister, go and wait over there."

The gray-haired man's eyes turned slightly cold. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his longsword already drawn from its sheath, its blade shimmering with blue light as it clashed violently with the incoming sword.

【"Clang!"】

The clang of metal against metal echoed through the mountain valley, waves of air surged, and two sword intents clashed and clashed in the air, creating an illusion of a dragon and tiger locked in battle.

Both of them are late-stage Qi Refining experts and have comprehended sword intent, making them top predators in the secret realm.

But none of them were willing to back down in the face of the Spirit-Nourishing Fruit.

The round-faced woman retreated slowly, her face filled with fear, until she reached a safe distance before calmly observing the fight between the two.

Hiding behind a tree trunk, concealing your presence, you watch the woman's series of performances with a strange expression.

[Six hundred and sixty-six. People in the cultivation world are all cunning and shrewd. You think you're far too naive.]

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