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

【"ah!!!"】

At this critical moment, Yang Yi roared, and his spiritual power surged forth like a burst dam.

A terrifying pressure, far surpassing any previous sword intent, erupted from his body, the heavy earth-attribute spiritual energy causing the entire arena to seem to sink.

[Damn! Is this a desperate attempt to fight?]

You were startled, and your eyes darted around rapidly.

After a third of a second, you came to a conclusion:

Exposing any of your abilities is never worthwhile.

Whether it's the Azure Phoenix Holy Body, the Moonlit Divine Body, or even Duan Yuan, they will all bring you a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, among the disciples of the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect participating in this competition, you are ostensibly the weakest.

Regardless of whether they win or lose, it will not affect the outcome of this competition.

Just before Yang Yi unleashed his full power, your falling figure suddenly veered off course, and you were sent flying backwards towards the edge of the arena, as if you had been blasted away.

[He even let out a perfectly timed exclamation:]

"Wow, what a powerful tactic!"

[His tone carried a mix of three parts fear, three parts admiration, and four parts perfectly timed embarrassment.]

Liu Guanzhi received your look and instantly understood.

He swiftly caught your swaying body in mid-air, bringing you back to the preparation platform, and casually remarked:

"She gave up."

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

[Especially Yang Yi, whose face instantly turned a deep liver color.]

To prepare for this deadly move, he had almost completely drained his spiritual energy, and now his opponent had actually admitted defeat... A feeling of unvented frustration almost overwhelmed his reason.

"Yi'er, come down."

The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Giant Sword Sect naturally noticed his current state, and his tone was quite helpless.

[Their own sect's top seed was replaced in such a ridiculous way; this scheming is more humiliating than any direct crushing victory.]

"An interesting woman."

On the sidelines, the young man in black smiled, a deep light flashing in his eyes, before slowly disappearing into the crowd.

The next three battles were, unsurprisingly, easily won by Lin Bufan, the invincible dragon.

The first round of competition lasted for three full days, during which no particularly noteworthy or suspicious individuals were identified.

Of course, that wasn't the only bad news.

[The five participants from the Primordial Sword Court were all actually pseudo-Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.]

Without revealing their hidden trump cards, it would be extremely difficult for the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect to defeat them head-on.

[However, you seem unconcerned about this. Winning or losing isn't your purpose in participating; finding that demon spy is the most important thing.]

Three days later, the first round concluded, leaving twelve teams remaining.

The second round of the Primordial Sword Tournament involved collecting sword imprints.

This round is both a competition and a reward.

The so-called sword imprint was formed by powerful cultivators of the Primordial Sword Court using the sword intent of this place, containing a trace of the original sword intent.

[When one is in seclusion to comprehend the sword, the sword seal will automatically activate its sword intent, resonating with the wielder and making their understanding of the sword path twice as effective.]

[Cultivate a cheat device!]

After hearing the details of the competition, you were startled.

[For sword cultivators to comprehend sword intent, the key is the resonance between themselves and the way of the sword; only by taking one step at a time can their Dao heart be stabilized.]

Releasing such evil creatures is clearly an attempt to disturb the Dao heart of us sword cultivators.

【no!】

As a righteous immortal, you cannot stand idly by and allow such evil to spread. Only by taking it into your own hands can you find peace of mind.

After silently shouldering this heavy burden in your heart, the way you looked into the depths of the Sword Inquiry Platform was completely different.

[Liu Guanzhi, standing beside you, seemed to sense your thoughts, exchanged a glance with you, and nodded slightly.]

"My husband is the best!"

You gently hooked his hand around yours, then winked, your eyes holding a special meaning only the two of you could understand.

The moment the ancient bell rang, the twelve teams moved almost simultaneously.

The five members of the Primordial Sword Court were the first to emerge, their figures like five streaks of silver-white sword light, rushing straight towards the depths of the Sword Inquiry Platform. Their speed was so great that they disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

A pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator is indeed far more powerful than a Golden Core cultivator.

The other teams followed closely behind. After chasing for a distance, the five of you changed direction at Lin Bufan's suggestion.

You know, the old man put in his effort.

Upon closer reflection, your team's composition is truly somewhat outrageous.

[A master with a thousand years of cultivation experience provides guidance, an old man with a golden finger acts as a backer, two honest henchmen at the peak of the Golden Core stage, plus a beautiful but unfathomable young woman...]

As the group ventured deeper, the spiritual energy grew increasingly thin, but the sword intent permeating the air became ever more intense.

Lin Bufan, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped.

"Go left."

[They had already successfully collected two sword imprints while traveling, so the group followed behind him without hesitation.]

After traveling swiftly for about half a cup of tea's time, the scenery gradually changed from wasteland to mountains and rivers.

At this moment, a broken boulder lies across the mountain path, its surface marked with a deep sword mark.

At the very center of the sword mark, a palm-sized sword imprint floated silently, radiating a warm white light.

Around the sword imprint, several lingering sword intents coiled and swirled like snakes, forming a natural barrier.

[Except for Liu Guanzhi, you have made an agreement with the other three to use enough spirit crystals to purchase sword seals.]

Lin Bufan wasn't a swordsman by nature, and given that you were still viewed through a lens of unwavering devotion in his eyes, he agreed without much thought.

As for the Runaway True Person and Fairy Qingheng, these two penniless Golden Core peak cultivators are at a crucial moment in their journey to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Sword intent and such can naturally wait.

[Thus, your team's goal was instantly and amicably aligned, and everyone was highly motivated.]

Old Liu needs no further explanation; you've already fed him enough.

[The Runaway Immortal and Fairy Qingheng, naturally, wouldn't slack off in their efforts to earn more money.]

As for Xiao Fanzi… all you can say is, next time for sure.

Just as you were collecting the sword seal, a beam of sword light suddenly pierced the air, aiming straight for your neck.

Your expression remained unchanged, spiritual energy surged around you, and you focused intently on absorbing it.

Because behind you, a figure has already moved.

[Liu Guanzhi had already appeared beside you without you noticing, his long sword slashing horizontally. The black sword shadow instantly shattered the sword light and then slashed in the direction from which the spiritual energy had come.]

【"ah!!!"】

A piercing scream suddenly rang out from the forest...

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