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

The spiritual embryo is the key material for a magical artifact to develop sentience, and it is also the foundation for a Golden Core cultivator to forge their natal magical artifact.

[For a magical artifact, the spiritual embryo is like the relationship between a spiritual root and a cultivator; it almost determines everything that happens to it.]

Although you have already reached the Golden Core stage, you have yet to begin refining your natal magic weapon.

It's not that you don't want to, but that you haven't encountered a sufficiently good spiritual embryo.

[A natal magic weapon is different from ordinary magic tools; it grows and transforms along with the cultivator, from the Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage, from the Nascent Soul stage to the Deity Transformation stage... it's not uncommon for it to accompany the cultivator for their entire life.]

Once a spiritual embryo is selected, there is no room for change.

[Although there's still a possibility of upgrading, the cost would be a hundred times greater than the initial cost of obtaining the spirit embryo.]

Therefore, the value of a good spiritual embryo is self-evident.

"What level?"

Seeing you staring at her expectantly, looking just like a little animal waiting to be fed, Ji Yueli couldn't resist reaching out and pinching your round cheek again.

"I can take you to the place of selection; what level you reach will depend on your fate."

【"good!"】

You immediately agreed because it meant you had at least four options.

Although Ji Yue Li was somewhat surprised by your straightforwardness, she still nodded.

"Aunt Lan explained the rules of the Phoenix Cry in the Purple Heaven Competition to her."

"The first round of the competition drawn this time is the Heavenly Pride Hunting Battle."

The woman standing nearby nodded slowly upon hearing this, and said expressionlessly:

"Over the years, the two great dynasties have waged wars on the borders, capturing many low-level demons, mostly first and second rank, all of whom are imprisoned in secret realms. These demons are usually used as targets for the royal family's children to hone their cultivation."

She paused, her gaze falling on you.

"It is occasionally opened up as a hunting ground for major competitions."

Seeing that you were no longer as agitated as before, and were listening attentively and nodding, the woman's expression softened somewhat.

"The second match is the same as before: a ring battle, this time taking place in the capital of the Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty."

"Do you understand?"

You always felt that Ji Yueli's gaze towards you had a hint of pity for someone mentally challenged, but you still obediently agreed.

Just wait, I'll rise up and become the master one day!

"Alright then."

Ji Yueli slowly rose, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

"Now, let me, the princess, personally examine your strength."

"No, boss!"

[Youyi: Good deeds are rewarded, and evil deeds are punished.]

【...】

At the border between the Zixiao Dynasty and the Tianfeng Dynasty, there is a place called Falling Star Valley.

The valley entrance is perpetually shrouded in thick fog, and low, guttural roars occasionally echo from its depths.

At this moment, the armies of the two dynasties stood arrayed on either side of the valley, their banners fluttering and their armor gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

[On the ornate carriage, you sat with your legs crossed beside Ji Yue Li, holding a jade cup in one hand and a spirit fruit in the other, enjoying it immensely.]

Meanwhile, the other prodigies of the Purple Cloud Dynasty, like you, followed behind the beast-drawn carriage in perfect order, their backs straight and their eyes fixed straight ahead.

Occasionally, someone would steal a glance, their eyes sweeping over the spiritual fruit in your hand, their Adam's apple bobbing, before they quickly lowered their head again.

You took a bite of the spiritual fruit and nodded in satisfaction.

When they were selecting team captains, they were all arrogant and seemed to have the word "dissatisfaction" etched onto their foreheads.

Since you were too lazy to waste time, you simply gave them all a good beating.

Look how harmonious the atmosphere is in the team now.

"What? You've been waiting so long and still haven't started? Is your Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty afraid?"

A figure stood suspended in mid-air, robes fluttering, his spiritual pressure surging like a tide.

[He is none other than the second prince of the Zixiao Dynasty, and a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator.]

"If you're really bored, I can fight you first."

[The words had barely left his lips when a ripple suddenly appeared in the void opposite him.]

A figure slowly materialized in the air.

When you finally saw the person's face clearly, your hand holding the wine glass trembled violently.

The newcomer was dressed in pristine white, with long, flowing golden hair. His handsome features were sculpted, making him unforgettable at first glance.

【Phoenix! Thousand! Song!】

The grudges of yesterday are once again like thorns in my back.

[Unfortunately, Qingyu is still powerless to defeat the traitors. Alas!]

People's joys and sorrows are not shared, and no one cares about your pain.

【"Feng Qian Ge?"】

The second prince raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"I heard your brilliant wife died? That's true..."

[Before the words were finished.]

Suddenly, winds and clouds surged in the sky. Feng Qiange slowly raised her head, her golden pupils radiating a dazzling divine light.

"You're angry already?"

The Second Prince showed no fear whatsoever. With a wave of his hand, he erected a spiritual energy shield, enveloping the entire Zixiao Dynasty's army below.

Hehe~

Second Prince, you're practically my mouth double!

Looking at the young man who had angered Feng Qiange with just a few words, you almost wanted to rush up and become sworn brothers with him on the spot.

Even the wicked need the good to teach them a lesson!

【but...】

You narrowed your eyes, your gaze sweeping across Feng Qiange's tense face, a thoughtful expression on your face.

It seems Feng Qiange wasn't lying back then; his wife was indeed very important to him.

You unconsciously touched your heart.

This grudge might not be so difficult to avenge...

In mid-air, two Nascent Soul stage spiritual pressures collided silently, causing the clouds and mist within a radius of several miles to churn endlessly.

The two remained locked in a stalemate for a moment, but ultimately did not make a move.

[After all, this concerns the reputation of two Immortal Emperor Dynasties; if something goes wrong, neither of them can afford the consequences.]

Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate, a figure flew rapidly from afar.

The person moved with incredible speed, leaving a long trail of air behind them, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

The streak of light abruptly stopped above the valley entrance, its radiance dissipating to reveal a young face.

The newcomer was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, with a cold and stern face, and an aura of menace that warned others to stay away.

"Nangong Jie?"

"Didn't he refuse to participate in these kinds of competitions? Why is he here?"

"Judging from his posture, it seems he intends to help the Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty."

The two teams below were buzzing with discussion, but the young man's expression remained unchanged. He scanned the crowd, his gaze finally settling on you.

"Zhou Xiaonuan?"

[Hey! It's all set up?]

You slowly swallowed the spiritual fruit in your mouth, then reached for a new one from the plate before casually raising your eyelids:

"What kind of scoundrel are you?"

...