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

One month later.

"Get out here, all of you!"

A loud shout echoed throughout the village, startling the chickens and dogs into a panic.

On the dirt road at the village entrance, three black horses were lined up in a row. The riders were all dressed in black robes, with curved swords hanging at their waists, and white skulls engraved on the scabbards.

Behind them was a group of rather shabby-looking men in black, unarmed.

The leader was a burly man with a thick beard, a face full of scars, and a horizontal scar above his left eye.

[He pointed his riding crop at the flat area at the village entrance and roared at the people behind him:]

"What are you all standing there for? Search every house, bring out everyone under twenty."

A simply dressed, handsome young man was squatting under an old locust tree, eating a sweet potato. Hearing the sound, he raised his eyelids slightly, his gaze casually sweeping over the sound.

The most powerful among them was the scarred man, a Qi Refining Level 3 expert!

The other two on horseback were both at the second level of Qi Refining.

As for the group of men in black following behind, their spiritual energy was almost imperceptible; most of them were still at the Spirit Induction Realm, not even having touched the threshold of Qi Refining.

【Hmph~ A bunch of ants.】

[You are naturally the young one.]

[As for why women's clothing wasn't used?]

Within the Demonic Sect's territory, aside from the Joyful Union Sect, a female cultivator's identity is not a shield; on the contrary, it brings endless trouble.

[At this moment, a man in black is striding towards you. You quickly stuff the last bite of sweet potato into your mouth, your cheeks bulging, and your eyes warily fixed on him.]

The man in black paused, his lips twitching slightly, as if he were the one who would steal that worthless sweet potato.

"Stand up and come with me."

You shrank back, nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly stood up, a clod of mud still hanging from the corner of your mouth, making you look particularly comical.

【"Heh~"】

The man in black chuckled disdainfully, then turned and walked towards the open space.

Within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a considerable number of people had already gathered in the open space, all young people under twenty, and even quite a few children as young as a few years old.

Many villagers stood at a distance, only daring to watch with worried expressions.

The scarred man remained calmly seated on his horse. Seeing that most of the people had arrived, he lightly patted his storage pouch, and a roughly-shaped, transparent crystal slammed heavily onto the ground.

【"Bang!"】

A sudden muffled thud startled everyone, causing them to involuntarily take a few steps back.

"Hahaha, a bunch of country bumpkins who've never seen the world."

The scarred man laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"Stop standing there! Line up, one by one, come and touch them."

"This thing is called a spirit-testing crystal; it can detect whether you have spiritual roots."

His tone suddenly became impatient.

"You, yes, it's you!"

The burly man brandished his riding whip, pointed it at you peeking out from the crowd, and said with obvious displeasure:

"Pretty boy, why are you more handsome than me? Come up here and take the test. If you fail... hehe!"

Upon hearing this, your already fair face turned even paler. After hesitating for a long time, under the fierce gaze of the burly man, you finally steeled yourself and quickly stepped forward.

You lower your head and reach out to touch the crystal surface.

【"Buzz~!"】

The next moment, two beams of light, one yellow and one red, shot into the sky, reaching straight to the heavens.

On the crystal surface, the light had become so intense it was almost blinding. Two beams of light of different colors intertwined and swirled within the crystal, floating slowly like two dragons.

"Dual spiritual roots!"

A man beside the burly man cried out in surprise.

"Get out of my way."

The scarred man kicked the man next to him off his horse, cursing angrily:

"Are you blind? This is my senior brother with top-tier dual spiritual roots."

[Hiss~!]

You couldn't help but gasp inwardly; this kid's ability to change his expression so smoothly had probably reached a level of perfection.

Those who can cultivate immortality through demonic means are truly talented.

"Senior brother, quickly mount your horse!"

Before the other person could react, the burly man had already dismounted and come to your side, warmly extending his hand to guide you.

【"Thanks..."】

You showed fear on your face, but secretly nodded in agreement.

See? Now you understand why others are at the third level of Qi Refining, right? That's the difference.

"Hey, Senior Brother, no need for such formalities."

Upon hearing this, the big man's smile became even more genuine.

"Then...can we let them go?"

You cautiously point to the uneasy-looking villagers not far away.

The original owner of this appearance was an orphan in the village, raised on the charity of many families.

[Two weeks ago, while digging for medicinal herbs in the wild, you were killed by a wild animal, and then you took over the identity of that animal.]

This act can be seen as repaying a debt of gratitude.

"Yes, of course."

The burly man paused for a moment, then put on a smile again.

[A prodigy with superior dual spiritual roots has contributions far exceeding those of a thousand pseudo-spiritual root cultivators... even a celestial seedling can't compare. There's no need to offend him over such a trivial matter.]

"Senior brother, I still don't know your name?"

"Erniu."

You raised your chin, your tone quite proud.

"Ahem! Senior brother, why don't you choose another one? At least include a surname."

The burly man's face stiffened.

"Then let's call it..."

Your eyes flickered slightly, and then a subtle smile curved your lips.

【"Lin Bufan!"】

【...】

Seven days later, the group arrived at the foot of a giant peak.

At the very bottom of the mountain path stands a blood-red stone tablet, upon which are drawn three large, menacing characters:

[Blood Refining Sect!]

This is the place you've come from.

As the leader of the demonic path in Xuanhuang Prefecture, the Extreme Dao Sect cannot be joined directly; one needs to be recommended by a subordinate sect to gain the qualification for membership.

Of course, as a subordinate sect, you shouldn't even think about hiding your geniuses.

If the quality of the submitted immortal seedlings is insufficient, then treasures or a sufficient quantity will have to be used to make up for it. The cost of that will definitely be greater than that of a single genius.

In addition to punishment, there are also rewards.

The Extreme Dao Sect offered rewards that would entice the higher-ups of these subordinate sects, perfectly capturing the psychology of these cultivators.

[Interests and self-interest far outweigh any so-called sectarian camaraderie.]

The enduring popularity of demonic arts has its reasons for existence.

Surrounded by a group of people, you arrive at the foot of the mountain. Looking up at the end of the mountain path, deep in the clouds, you see faint, crimson lights.

"The Demonic Sect, is it? Let me see what treasures you've hidden..."

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(Thanks to the amazing verification from "Masked Fool moli"!)

(Chapters 41-2+2)

(I'm really tired from working overtime. I was feeling down when I woke up this morning, so I'm changing the update schedule. I'll update twice at 12 PM and three times at 8 PM.)