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

Evening arrived quickly.

["Swish, swish, swish~"]

[Five whooshing sounds rang out almost simultaneously.]

A moment later, you all gathered on the rooftop near the attic, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"Ahem, did everyone hear that?"

[Xiao Fanzi, who is most adept at socializing, spoke first.]

He was referring to the discussions you overheard while passing through a square during the day; the gist of it was:

Tonight, in the Fallen Sun Valley outside the city, the place where the Nascent Soul cultivator passed away will open.

【"nature."】

Fairy Qingheng nodded slowly.

[There are five people in the group, two of whom are loading goods. Fairy Qingheng isn't familiar with the others, and you're a reserved girl.]

So the atmosphere fell silent again.

"How about we team up and pull off a heist?"

Upon hearing this, you couldn't help but glance at Lin Bufan.

[This kid used to be pretty well-behaved, how come he's learned all that slang now?]

Lin Bufan felt extremely uncomfortable under your gaze, but fortunately, the Runaway Master spoke up in time, though he only uttered one word.

【"Can."】

Still aloof.

Liu Guanzhi glanced at you, and seeing that you didn't object, he nodded slightly.

Thus, the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect's transport team was officially established on this somewhat shabby rooftop!

【...】

Zhuiyang Valley stretches across a continuous mountain range.

The stone walls on both sides were as steep as if cut by a knife, as if cleaved open by some sharp blade, tearing a wound into the earth.

The valley is bottomless, and occasionally a dim, yellowish light shines through the thick fog, like a setting sun trapped at the bottom of the valley—this is the origin of the name "Fallen Sun Valley."

At this moment, the once deserted valley entrance was now filled with cultivators dressed in various styles.

"Gentlemen, an opportunity is about to appear here. Shouldn't we eliminate some of the smaller fry?"

A young man holding a folding fan spoke gently, but his words caused many rogue cultivators to change their expressions.

"This is the territory of my Sun Dynasty. When did it become your Wuxiang Tower's place to dictate things?"

The woman in golden armor spoke coldly, her spear humming softly.

"Amitabha Buddha, Fairy Situ is right."

Before the words were finished, a young monk dressed in a moon-white robe slowly stepped out from the crowd.

The young monk had clear, bright eyes, and a string of black prayer beads was wrapped around his wrist. With each step he took, a faint golden light rippled out from beneath his feet.

After taking a few steps, he clasped his hands together and smiled slightly.

"This benefactor is too bloodthirsty; he should leave now to avoid committing further killings."

"Hehehe~ You people from Sumeru Temple are the most hypocritical of all."

At that moment, a strange laugh came from the dimly lit corner, the sarcasm in the words undisguised.

"These scum from the Flowing Shadow Pavilion dare to show their faces in my Sun Dynasty!"

Before she could finish speaking, the golden-armored female cultivator vanished from her spot.

[Boom!]

The next moment, a huge rock in the distance exploded with a deafening roar, sending shockwaves surging outwards. Cultivators within a hundred feet of it involuntarily retreated.

However, when the smoke cleared, a wisp of black mist remained suspended in place, completely still.

【"snort!"】

The golden-armored female cultivator snorted coldly, and hundreds of golden spear phantoms rapidly condensed in mid-air.

"Benefactor, this kind of spell might affect the array at the entrance to the ruins."

The young monk adjusted the prayer beads on his wrist, his tone remaining calm.

Upon hearing this, the golden-armored female cultivator's expression shifted several times, before she raised her hand and dispelled the attack.

"Hehehe~ Fairy Situ is still as irritable as ever."

The sticky laughter echoed from beside a broken tree a hundred feet away. As the words faded, the black mist slowly condensed into a human figure.

"Go ahead and fight! Why did you stop?"

[You and Liu Guanzhi were hiding in the nearby mountains; I was so anxious I almost went up to confront them.]

Good heavens, we've only just arrived in Zhongzhou and we've already encountered two familiar forces.

[Liuying Pavilion, the origin of your movement technique "Mirror Flower, Water Moon"; Wuxiang Tower, you must give him a go later when you have time.]

[“Boom!”]

Just then, the ground shook.

The perpetual mist at the valley entrance rose slowly, painting the entire sky a magnificent sunset.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light over ten zhang wide erupted from the valley floor, shooting straight into the sky. The intense light caused everyone to instinctively avert their eyes.

Within the pillar of light, a massive stone gate slowly emerged.

The stone gate was over a hundred feet tall, entirely black, and above the lintel, three large ancient seal characters lit up one by one in the dim light:

[Viewing the Chess Tomb.]

【"This is..."】

Upon hearing the question, a passerby immediately jumped out.

"This is the place where array masters pass on their skills. No wonder even a Nascent Soul cultivator could cause such a huge commotion after death."

"A formation master?"

You look at the encyclopedia beside you with a puzzled expression.

【"Um."】

Liu Guanzhi nodded, his gaze falling on the stone gate ahead.

"Shen Guanqi was the foremost master of array formations three thousand years ago. Legend has it that his array formation skills far surpassed his cultivation level. He once single-handedly set up a grand array to trap and kill a Nascent Soul cultivator. Unfortunately, his lifespan was too short, and he passed away peacefully."

You secretly scoffed at this.

What's the use of a powerful formation if the people are gone but the formation remains? Isn't that just leaving a benefit for someone else?

From the other person's tragic experience, you gained another insight.

Cultivation is of paramount importance; all other methods are merely tools to acquire cultivation.

Liu Guanzhi turned his head and glanced at you.

[Seemingly sensing what you were thinking, he tentatively suggested:]

"Your methods of fighting are still somewhat limited; this secret realm is quite suitable for you."

"That's right!"

[One thing at a time.]

You have two ways of explaining this opportunity that has presented itself.

【"boom!"】

[Just as you were talking, a loud explosion suddenly erupted in the distance.]

Following the sound, the female cultivator in golden armor seemed to have an exceptionally volatile temper; without a word, she grabbed her spear and charged forward.

However, before the spear's edge could even touch the stone door, an invisible force rebounded from its surface.

The golden-armored female cultivator's figure suddenly froze, then she flew backward like a kite with a broken string, leaving a dazzling streak of light in the air.

The streak of light crossed the valley entrance and headed straight for you.

Liu Guanzhi swept you up in his arms, instantly shifting several meters to the side.

【"Boom!"】

The golden-armored female cultivator crashed down where you had just been standing, instantly sending debris flying and filling the air with smoke.

A moment later, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

The golden-armored female cultivator knelt at the bottom of the pit, using her spear to support her weight.

The next moment, she abruptly raised her head, and three pairs of eyes immediately met.

They looked at each other in silence for a moment.

...