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

With the battle between high-level cultivators imminent, Lin Qingyu swiftly killed several Foundation Establishment stage Blood Rat leaders and then retreated at lightning speed without hesitation.

He also grabbed Ling Shuanghua, who was engrossed in the battle and completely lost in it, to prevent the simpleton from being caught in the aftermath of the high-level combat.

For the next month, Lin Qingyu focused most of her attention on coaxing and taking care of the little girl, and also managed to trick her into lending her two Foundation Establishment stage lightning techniques.

On the eve of departure.

Inside the cave, the girl looked conflicted as she gazed at the men's clothing and the dress before her.

Choosing a dress?

No, no, she can't just give in to her instincts like this.

Choosing menswear?

It's not very safe either; it's easy to give yourself away, and if you accidentally let out a "waaaah"...

Why shouldn't a man carry a Wu hook?

Lin Qingyu silently recited this poem in her heart: "Those with true lofty ambitions need not care about a mere physical appearance."

She reached out her hand, her fingertips touching the cool silk of the skirt, and without the slightest hesitation, she grabbed it!

At this moment, the girl's mind cleared up like clouds and mist, becoming more and more enlightened and clear.

...

"what?"

Lingxiu Zhenren looked at the girl who had reappeared in front of him, a strange glint in his eyes.

"You seem to... have gained some insight?"

She had only experienced this clear and transparent state briefly when she broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.

The prophet was indeed extraordinary.

Lin Qingyu moved her fingers, about to say "just luck," but then, thinking of the cultivation level of the person in front of her, she swallowed back that Versailles-like impulse.

"This disciple has simply come to understand some things."

"The path to immortality lies in courageous and diligent progress."

Lingxiu Tianjun did not continue the topic, but instead spoke softly.

"Once your resolve is firm and you keep moving forward, you will feel that when the time is right, everything will work in your favor, and every step you take will feel like divine assistance."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyu frowned and pondered.

The ancestor said that cultivating immortality requires courage and diligence, while Liu Guanzhi told her that the path to immortality is a long-term plan and strategy.

However, the paths taken by the people she witnessed in each simulation seemed to differ from what both of them had said.

So who is right and who is wrong?

Do not!

Perhaps none of them were wrong, but they weren't entirely right either.

Lin Qingyu is special. Although she doesn't place all her expectations on simulators, she never denies their importance.

She always remembers where she came from; without the simulator, she wouldn't be who she is today.

All Lin Qingyu needs to do is to be more determined to plan for reality in the simulations and to stay true to herself.

The path to immortality should vary from person to person, as it is the individual path of life for all living beings.

"It seems you've figured it out."

Seeing the girl's furrowed brows slowly relax, Lingxiu finally smiled.

"Your current state won't last long, and it won't bring you any tangible results in the short term, but the benefits are undoubtedly enormous. The path of cultivation, when explored to its deepest level, is ultimately a path of cultivating the mind."

Hearing the increasingly faint voice in her ears, Lin Qingyu couldn't help but ask:

"And what about you, Ancestor?"

Lingxiu shook her head and smiled wryly.

"I'm just a mountain climber, after all..."

...

"boom!"

A figure plummeted from mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground, instantly stirring up a cloud of dust.

As the dust settled, a slender figure stood quietly in the center of the pit, spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards from beneath her feet, showcasing a violent aesthetic.

"Alas, the world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be!"

Thinking of the old woman Lingxiu who unhesitatingly threw her from mid-air, Lin Qingyu silently withdrew a feeling of being moved.

Not long ago, he seemed like a caring senior, but who could have predicted that his attitude would change so quickly?

At this moment, Zhou Xiaohei struggled to squeeze out of the girl's arms and let out a long breath.

"Meow~~~"

"Huh? Am I right, Little Black?"

"Meow!"

Although it couldn't understand what its master was muttering, Zhou Xiaohei immediately understood when it saw the girl whose resentment was almost tangible:

At times like these, never provoke your owner; whatever she says is always right!

"Captain, there really is someone!"

Hearing the voice, Lin Qingyu was not surprised. With her current divine sense, she could detect the group's whereabouts immediately.

Without deliberately avoiding it, Lin Qingyu had no idea where she was, since the ancestor had casually thrown her into the Forest of Death.

The five people rushed out of the jungle, and what came into view was a girl in white holding a black cat.

The girl was stunningly beautiful, with clear eyes and a pure and innocent demeanor, making her seem somewhat out of place in the surrounding perilous dense forest.

"Gulp~" x4

The four men instinctively swallowed, only to be glared at fiercely by the woman in black who was in the lead.

Who are you?

The woman's eyes were wary.

Although the girl in front of her only had the peak of Qi Refining cultivation, the seemingly lazy black cat in her arms exuded a sense of oppression that made her heart tremble.

Lin Qingyu pursed her lips, and facing the other party's aggressive aura, she subconsciously took half a step back. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a layer of just the right amount of confusion and helplessness appeared in her eyes.

After a moment of silence, she lowered her eyes and whispered:

"I...I got separated from my father, and I don't know where I am now."

As soon as the words were spoken, all five of them were stunned and fell into an eerie silence.

It's reasonable that a Qi Refining Peak cultivator got lost, considering the Death Forest is indeed quite large.

The woman in black's imposing aura suddenly froze.

She gazed into Lin Qingyu's clear, almost innocent eyes, and her wariness lessened somewhat.

Actually, this wasn't a deliberate act. Such pure and untainted eyes were exactly what Lin Qingyu should look like at her age... Could it be considered a revelation of her true nature?

"team leader..."

The middle-aged man standing nearby felt a pang of pity, as the little girl looked to be about the same age as his daughter, and she did indeed appear quite pitiful.

The woman in black glanced at him first, and the middle-aged man quickly fell silent.

In fact, he shouldn't have spoken at that moment. In the wilderness, where danger lurks everywhere, the captain's orders are ironclad rules, and any superfluous words would shake the morale of the troops.

After this interruption, the woman in black turned her gaze back to the girl, her words carrying an unyielding force.

"State your true identity clearly. I am a member of the Zi Chen Guard of the Zi Xiao Dynasty. If your words are false, I will not let you leave."

Purple Guard!

They are on par with the Crimson Fierce Guard of the Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty, both being the most elite cultivator armies of their respective dynasties.

Lin Qingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and then, as if she had unloaded some heavy burden, she gently patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

"My lord, I am an inner disciple of the Pill Cauldron Pavilion..."

She gracefully bowed to the woman in black, her earlier panic and helplessness completely gone, and her tone became lighter.

"Lin Qianqian".

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