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

[Acquired entry: Dust Transformation (Gold)]

[Transformation into Dust: Can conceal all one's aura (including physique, cultivation level, techniques, etc.), ignoring realm suppression]

Lin Qingyu was overjoyed.

That's a divine skill!

[Simulation Start]

On the first day, you behaved yourself well.

The next day, the guard at the gate glanced at you a few more times when he brought you your meal.

On the third day, the millstone stared at you for a long time, then nodded with great satisfaction.

[At night, you were washed clean and taken to your familiar room. This time, the two old women didn't rush you; they dressed you in a fairly decent red dress.]

"My wife, your husband is here!"

The lewd voice rang out again. You clenched your fists tightly in your sleeves, took a deep breath, and forcefully suppressed the nausea rising in your heart.

"Husband... my lord~"

You uttered the name that would ruin your reputation, trembling, and the millstone stood frozen in place for a long time.

"You...you..."

Hearing the other person's incoherent voice, you looked up in confusion and found that their 300-pound body was trembling slightly.

What's going on?

You've vowed to survive and are prepared to be eaten alive, but seeing the other person's inexplicable actions, you've actually calmed down.

"Hehe~ What's wrong, my husband?"

[You let out a sweet laugh, your voice as melodious as a silver bell. As a top student at the Shanghai Theatre Academy, as long as you stay calm, you can get into character in a second.]

The millstone's eyes widened, and it actually took a step back, its hand pointing at you trembling slightly.

What you don't know is that although Mopan has more than a dozen concubines, none of them call him "husband." Moreover, on this "wedding night," almost all the women were unwilling and weeping. He was amazed by your resilience.

If you can't figure out what the other person is thinking, you can only let things take their course and remain inactive.

【"Whoosh~ whoosh~ whoosh~"】

[After taking a few deep breaths to calm his excitement, Mo Pan felt he had finally found true love.]

Looking at the pretty woman sitting on the edge of the bed, her head bowed in shy embarrassment (actually, she was afraid of vomiting if she looked at him), he quickly stepped forward, his large mouth eagerly about to cover her red lips.

A stench assaulted your nostrils; you forced yourself to close your eyes, suppressing your nausea, while a surge of murderous intent rose within you.

[Hold on! You absolutely must hold on!]

Just as you were bracing yourself, thinking this was your destiny, a captivatingly alluring laugh rang in your ear.

"Hehehe~ Not bad, really not bad~"

You feel a sudden lightness in your body. Opening your eyes, you find the millstone that had been pressing down on you has rolled to the ground, and your body is decapitated.

[Dead?!]

A chill ran through you, and as you looked up, you saw a pair of bare feet, as clear as jade, silently hovering before you, as if they had descended on clouds, untouched by worldly dust.

[The gaze shifts upward, and the newcomer is enveloped in a long, flowing purple gauze dress. The skirt slits up to her thighs, revealing a pair of long, slender, and fair legs that are impossible to look away from.]

The facial features were very blurry, making it impossible to see the true face clearly.

【"Gulp~"】

You involuntarily swallowed, exclaiming inwardly, "Where did this fairy come from?"

【"Giggle~"】

The woman giggled again.

"Little sister, am I pretty?"

Even though you can't see her expression clearly, you can tell she's sizing you up.

You immediately averted your gaze, not daring to respond. Judging from the way the woman walked on air, you knew she was no ordinary person.

"Don't be nervous. I am an elder of the Hehuan Sect. I have noticed your exceptional talent..."

At this point, the woman paused slightly, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over the now-cold millstone on the ground.

[You almost spat out a mouthful of blood. The other party's meaning was very clear: to be able to eat this much truly demonstrates extraordinary talent.]

"Hehehe~ It seems you and my Hehuan Sect are destined to meet."

The woman appeared before you as if by teleportation.

The sweet, cloying fragrance wafting to your nose makes your heart skip a beat again. You silently remind yourself that whoever acts this way can't be a fairy, but a female demon, and you forcibly suppress the allure in your heart.

"Hmm, as expected, it's a special constitution."

She extended her jade-like fingers and gently touched your forehead.

"A jade marrow physique, not bad, not bad. Would you be willing to join my Joyful Union Sect?"

The woman slowly withdrew her finger, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze sharp and unwavering, awaiting your response.

You understand that it was the initial manifestation of your physique that lured this female demon here, but you never intended to hide. Listening to the chaotic footsteps outside, you know you have no other choice.

Upon realizing this, you immediately scrambled to your feet and bowed deeply in reverence.

"Fairy sister, I do!"

"A fairy sister?"

The woman chuckled, about to say something, when a deafening roar came from above:

"Demon, prepare to die!"

An overwhelming pressure, like the collapsing sky, crushed the entire mansion, and the aura of death descended upon them.

[When you recover from your shock, the area below has been reduced to ruins, and a purple figure stands protectively in front of you.]

Looking up, a hundred feet in the sky, a white-robed man was surrounded by flashing sword light, his killing intent surging like a tide, as if he wanted to pin you firmly to the center of the sword formation.

At this moment, you deeply feel your own insignificance and the cruelty of this world.

[Inside the mansion below, which housed about a hundred people, not a single person survived; the surrounding streets were also filled with countless dead and wounded.]

Looking at the two expressionless figures facing each other from afar, you understand what it means to be "a mere ant, a life as insignificant as grass."

"Oh my, isn't this the True Man of Broken Illusion?"

Even when faced with such a murderous sword formation, the woman in the purple dress remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.

Her eyes sparkled, and her smile was captivating.

"A dignified, ruthless sword cultivator chased me for three days and three nights... Could it be that he has fallen for me?"

"Hand over the Nine Luminaries Demon-Suppressing Stele, or you won't leave Tianxuan today!"

The man in white ignored her teasing, but seemed hesitant; his spiritual sword hummed, yet he never brought it down.

"You think you can take me?"

The woman in the purple dress spoke with a chilling undertone, and her powerful spiritual pressure spread out, causing the man in white to stagger.

"Late stage of Golden Core!"

The man in white gritted his teeth, yet still smiled coldly as he spoke, enunciating each word clearly:

"The True Lord of my Heavenly Profound Sword Sect is about to arrive; you will have no chance to escape!"

【"Giggle~"】

The woman in the purple dress covered her mouth and chuckled softly. Suddenly, she withdrew her imposing aura, turned, and bowed towards the west.

"Master Powang~ How could our Joyful Union Sect, after a century of planning, not have a backup plan?"

As the words fell, a layer of pink clouds suddenly appeared on the distant horizon.

In the next instant, a thousand acres of pink clouds surged like a tidal wave, engulfing the surrounding land and covering everything in sight in a hazy, crimson mist. All the sword lights high above shattered instantly.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator!"

The white-robed man's pupils constricted sharply. He had no time to ponder why a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Demonic Sect would appear here, nor did he make any further moves; he transformed into a streak of light and fled in the opposite direction at breakneck speed.

"Senior sister?"

The woman in the purple dress looked up in confusion.

"Why did you let this Sword Sect prodigy go so easily?"

"He possesses a protective jade token belonging to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. If I were to kill him here, it might invite unnecessary trouble."

A clear, cool female voice drifted from the swirling pink mist:

"Let's go."

[Lin Xiaoniangzi, who had been unable to move from beginning to end, was helplessly swept up by the pink mist and suddenly disappeared into the depths of the sunset.]

That year, at eighteen, you stood like a lackey...

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