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

"Snoring~"

After a familiar contract process, the proud cat had curled up in the girl's arms, and as her fingertips gently stroked its chin, the purring sound from its throat sounded extremely satisfied.

Lin Qingyu chuckled softly, in a very good mood.

She sighed inwardly, thinking that she had at least gained a small connection in this world.

However, Lin Qingyu did not choose to enter the crevice to collect the scattered spirit stones this time for two reasons.

Firstly, she had an abundance of spirit stones; secondly, the resources required for Golden Core cultivation were completely different from those of the previous three realms.

This realm requires refining an object called "Spirit Crystal." Although its function is similar to that of Spirit Stone, its energy is much larger and more condensed, and it can be regarded as an advanced form of Spirit Stone.

Often, only one spirit crystal vein might be found among hundreds of spirit stone veins, highlighting its extreme rarity.

Resources like spirit crystals have always been firmly controlled by large sects and immortal dynasties. Small sects and independent cultivators often have to pay an extraordinary price to obtain them.

Although the Tianxuan Sword Sect does not control the spirit crystal mines, the resources for its high-level cultivators are all allocated from the Taichu Sword Court. While the prices are not cheap, they are far more expensive than those without powerful backers.

That's why Lin Qingyu was unwilling to take risks for a few spirit stones.

The phantom that rushed out of the rift last time was a genuine Nascent Soul stage demon beast!

In the real world of spiritual practice, stability should always come first. One should not gamble one's precious life and spiritual path for short-term gains.

...

"Teacher, teacher, you promised to help!"

Deep in the dense forest, a ragged figure was fleeing for his life.

A five-meter-long giant blood rat was hot on its heels, rampaging and crashing through the crowd. The rat's ferocious face was visibly furious, and it was squeaking and making strange noises.

Although I didn't understand it very well, I always felt that it was swearing quite rudely.

"My original words were, 'When your life is in danger, I will take action.'"

In his mind, the old man's voice echoed leisurely, his gloating tone completely undisguised.

"Isn't this a matter of life and death?"

Lin Bufan gritted his teeth and pushed his speed to the limit again. He could even feel the scorching breath coming from the other party's nostrils.

Are you hurt?

Upon hearing the old man with the ring's casual question, Lin Bufan fell silent.

Old Deng is good in every way—he's knowledgeable and resourceful—but he just can't shake his habit of playing pranks.

But Lin Bufan was absolutely unwilling to take a real hit from this beast's claw in exchange for the old man's intervention.

"You brat, don't say the teacher won't help you, run to the right."

Upon hearing this, Lin Bufan nimbly ducked, dodging a vicious claw strike from the blood rat, and dashed to the right.

There's no other reason than that; the old man may cheat people, but he won't cheat them to death.

A moment later, just as Lin Bufan, who was about to collapse from exhaustion, was about to ask a question, he suddenly noticed a slight movement of light and shadow in the forest ahead.

Looking up, the scene that caught his eye became a sight he never forgot for many years to come.

A slender figure leaned against a crooked branch, holding a small black cat and gazing leisurely at the night sky.

The woman wore a long white dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the night breeze, like clouds and mist.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, shimmering with a cool, soft light under the moonlight, making her seem like a goddess from the moon palace who had mistakenly entered the mortal world, untouched by any worldly affairs.

Even in this critical moment of escaping for his life, Lin Bufan couldn't help but lose his focus for a moment, only snapping back to reality when the fierce sound of wind breaking behind him approached again.

Just as he was about to call for the teacher, the woman seemed to finally notice the commotion below.

She frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure at being disturbed flashing in her eyes, then first raised her hand to soothe the black cat in her arms, and whispered:

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Little Dark rolled its eyes. If its owner hadn't wanted it to play along with the so-called "class," it would have already swatted that stinky rat to death with one paw.

What kind of person dares to bare their teeth in front of Grandpa Cat?

Before she finished speaking, the woman gently raised her hand and pointed her fingers like a sword. Immediately, a sword light flashed and disappeared into the night like lightning.

"Squeak..."

The blood rat's strange cries stopped abruptly.

Lin Bufan felt the suffocating pressure behind him suddenly dissipate.

He quickly turned his head, and only then did a thin line of blood slowly appear on the giant rat's thick neck, before silently sliding down.

"Boom!"

Its massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Gulp~!"

This was followed by the sound of the young man swallowing uncontrollably.

A late-stage Foundation Establishment demon beast was killed with a single sword strike?

Do not!

She didn't even draw her sword!

"sharp."

The old man's voice rang out in my mind, and surprisingly, he didn't tease me, but gave a straightforward evaluation.

How amazing is it?

Lin Bufan subconsciously pressed for an answer.

"Even if you break through to the Foundation Establishment stage now, she can still kill a hundred of you."

"......"

Lin Bufan remained silent for a moment, quite unconvinced, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"Teacher, can't you give me a little face?"

"I am not exaggerating."

The old man with the ring spoke with undisguised admiration.

"She cultivated her swordsmanship to the level of 'Understanding the Mind and Seeing the Edge' (hidden) in the early stages of Foundation Establishment. Even ordinary Saint Body combat power is slightly inferior to her with such talent."

There was one more thing the old man with the ring didn't say.

Such a prodigy would definitely have a place even in an era teeming with extraordinary talents.

Who are you?

The girl's expression was aloof, and her tone remained completely calm, as if she hadn't been the one who had just slain a Foundation Establishment level demon.

"Forehead..."

Lin Bufan scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly, surprised at how weak his presence was... He hadn't managed to get his senior sister to remember him after several meetings, so he said sheepishly:

"Master... Uncle-Master, your disciple Lin Bufan, we met during the day, didn't we?"

Upon hearing this, the girl frowned slightly, as if she was recalling something carefully. After a while, she nodded calmly.

That's all?

Lin Bufan waited anxiously for a long time, and this was the result?

"Is there anything else?"

The girl looked at her again with a puzzled expression.

"It's alright now. By the way, about that monster..."

"Take it."

"Thank you, Senior Sister... Martial Uncle!"

"..."

He fell silent again. Lin Bufan sullenly touched his nose, then prepared to drag the demon beast away.

"Wait, you said your name is Lin Bufan?"

"Yes, what guidance do you have, Martial Uncle?"

Upon hearing the girl's sudden question, Lin Bufan decisively abandoned the demon beast.

"Are you from Fallen Phoenix City?"

"Yes, yes!"

"If you still have any clansmen there, it would be best to have them move out within the next two years."

Hearing the girl's melodious voice, Lin Bufan, who had been quite enjoying himself, suddenly lost his anticipation and said seriously:

"Why do you say that, Senior Sister?"

When it comes to his family, he can't afford to be careless.

The girl pondered for a moment, then carefully chose her words:

"I overheard Lingxiu Tianjun's conversation with my master. In the next three years or so, there may be Nascent Soul stage demons appearing in the Luofeng City area."

After saying that, Lin Qingyu's lips curled into a slight smile. Without waiting for his reply, she waved her hand and vanished in a flash.

Only a stunningly beautiful silhouette and a heart full of questions remained for Lin Bufan...

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