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

"Buzz~!!!"

A deep, trembling sound suddenly rang out from below, and a giant sword aura rose from the ground, heading straight for the youth in mid-air.

"you!"

The young man's expression changed. He wanted to say something, but feeling the terrifying sword aura below, he hastily raised his hand and summoned a dark gold shield to block in front of him.

Before the sword energy arrived, fine cracks had already appeared on the shield.

"Click~"

The next moment, the dark gold shield shattered inch by inch under the impact of the sword energy, turning into dust in an instant.

The young man groaned as his spiritual energy shield was easily torn apart. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the dark stone wall at the edge of the square before slumping down.

However, the sword energy did not dissipate; it continued its relentless attack towards the direction where the youth was.

"Damn it!"

The young man cursed inwardly. He hadn't expected the opponent's sword energy to be so powerful; this was not the kind of power a second-realm sword intent should possess.

I was careless and didn’t dodge!

Seeing the terrifying sword intent rapidly approaching, a sense of impending death surged into his heart. He dared not harbor any more illusions and hurriedly shouted:

"Elder, save me!"

That's all.

A figure in a gray robe fell from the sky and arrived in front of the young man in the blink of an eye. With a withered palm, he pressed forward and transformed into an invisible barrier.

"Tch~"

The sword energy collided with the barrier with only a muffled thud before slowly dissipating into the air.

The newcomer was an elderly man with white hair and beard. He withdrew his hand expressionlessly, but his heart was churning with turmoil.

What a fine Tianxuan Sword Sect! This woman... her sword cultivation is definitely more than just the second realm!

Lin Qingyu did not speak, but looked past the gray-robed elder and directly at the white-robed figure who remained silent on the high platform.

It was Gu Chengyi, the leader of the Tianxuan Sword Sect team, her nominal senior brother, and the runaway master.

As if sensing her gaze, Gu Chengyi slowly opened her eyes.

He seemed unskilled at handling such situations; after a moment of silence, he suddenly stood up and said:

"Take one of my swords as well, and we can call it a day."

The old man in the gray robe twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth, unsure how to respond.

Because he simply couldn't understand why a fight between two Foundation Establishment juniors would suddenly escalate into a battle involving Golden Core cultivators.

"how?"

Gu Cheng flashed into the arena, his right hand already covering the hilt of his sword.

Lin Qingyu almost burst out laughing. This kind of person is quite cute. He's usually like a silent gourd, but when something happens, he really goes for it!

She inexplicably recalled that half-hour of rambling from her cheap master during that outing, and Elder Lingxiu's words:

The sect will always walk the same path with you.

And there's Ling Shuanghua and Luo Ling'er...

Perhaps... we could try to treat the Sword Sect as a "real" sect.

"Fellow Daoist, why bother?"

The old man in the gray robe gave an awkward smile.

"How about this, I'll have him apologize to this young friend for his previous recklessness?"

The young man's expression changed, but the old man glared at him and shut him up.

Gu Chengyi did not answer, but instead looked at the girl behind him.

Why?

Lin Qingyu looked at the young man and coldly uttered only two words.

But the other person clearly understood what she meant; their expression changed several times, and finally they gritted their teeth and said:

"Three months ago, a female cultivator challenged you, but you defeated her with a casual sword strike. Do you remember that?"

"I don't remember."

"you!"

The young man's face suddenly stiffened, as if a breath was stuck in his throat, unable to come up or go down.

But when he met Lin Qingyu's calm and unwavering eyes, he suddenly realized that she wasn't deliberately trying to humiliate him, but genuinely didn't care about the matter.

Lin Qingyu didn't perform this time because she genuinely didn't remember, as she had faced too many challenges in the past six months.

"Alright."

The gray-robed old man couldn't stand it any longer and said coldly:

"Apologize."

The young man gritted his teeth, just about to speak, when he saw the girl in white suddenly take a step forward.

"not enough!"

Lin Qingyu looked down at the two people in front of her, a faint hint of mockery and even a sense of absurdity flashing in the depths of her eyes.

She had no patience to listen to old stories, and she didn't care what the so-called "challenger's" reasons were.

Lin Qingyu only saw one fact:

A challenger who was oblivious to his own fate and was defeated by her now thinks he can get away unscathed with just a casual apology.

What's wrong?

What kind of trash sect is my Heavenly Profound Sword Sect?

Upon hearing this, the gray-robed elder's expression changed, and he said coldly:

"Young man, be forgiving when you can."

"Kindness is often taken advantage of."

Lin Qingyu's patience ran out. She snorted coldly and suddenly darted out, not forgetting to transmit her voice at the same time.

"Senior brother, make your move!"

Although Gu Chengyi didn't quite follow his junior sister's train of thought, the memory of his master's instruction to "listen to your junior sister as much as possible" came to mind, and he no longer hesitated.

The next instant, a figure in white appeared first, its cold light carrying terrifying sword intent as it rushed straight towards the gray-robed old man.

Good job, senior! Join the group instantly!

Seeing that the gray-robed old man had been stopped, Lin Qingyu no longer held back.

She raised her hand, and a fiery red magical sword appeared out of thin air in her palm, slashing towards the pale-faced youth with undisguised killing intent.

"stop!"

With a sharp shout, several more figures rushed down from the platform and immediately joined forces to block the red sword light full of murderous aura in front of them.

They looked at each other, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

"Fairy Lu Yue, please be lenient. Everything is negotiable."

Only the red-haired youth at the head stepped forward, cupped his hands in a respectful bow, his posture seemingly humble, but there was no trace of apology in his eyes.

Although the sword energy he had just unleashed was very strong, he did not believe that he was weaker than anyone else.

"Hehehe~ Your Yan Yang Sect is quite united, so many people bullying a little girl."

Hearing that familiar giggle, Lin Qingyu's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. She knew without even looking that the wicked Hehuan Sect enchantress had arrived.

Sure enough, accompanied by a sweet and intoxicating fragrance, a beautiful woman in a fiery red dress slowly descended from mid-air.

As she swayed with her steps, her long, slender, snow-white legs were faintly visible through the layers of red gauze, exuding a captivating charm.

Most of the gazes that were originally focused on the aloof beauty all shifted to the higher place without prior agreement. It had nothing to do with beauty or ugliness; it was simply a tacit understanding among cultivators.

This is also why Lin Qingyu was happy to play the role of the Hehuan demoness in the simulation; it was simply too easy to succeed.

"Saintess Jinghong, this matter has nothing to do with you, does it?"

The red-haired youth's gaze darkened slightly.

This young man is ranked ninth on the list of prodigies. To achieve such a ranking, he must have some special skills.

His eyes were perfectly clear, and he was not seduced by the woman in red at all.

"Hmph~ Who told you to ignore me last time~"

The woman in red gave a soft hum, licked her lips, and her eyes sparkled with captivating charm.

"How about you submit to me this time in the secret realm?"

"You slut."

A cold shout suddenly rang out.

Everyone only saw a flash of blue light before their eyes, and a woman dressed in blue appeared in mid-air.

She gripped a long, gleaming spear tightly in her hand, its tip pointed directly at the woman in red, exuding undisguised murderous intent. Without a word, she thrust it at her head.

The red-haired youth had just breathed a sigh of relief when he discovered an even more terrifying red sword beam slashing down on him again.

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