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

Before us lies a garden of medicinal herbs.

Dozens of handyman disciples knelt among the medicinal plants, their hands covered in mud, carefully tending to each seedling.

They were covered in dust and dirt, their clothes tattered, and their bodies, devoid of spiritual energy, were already emaciated.

[The cultivation level of the Spirit Guiding Realm, to put it nicely, makes one a cultivator, but in reality, there isn't much difference between them and ordinary people; at most, they might be physically stronger.]

However, facing these toxic elixirs every day, one cannot withstand it for long without sufficient spiritual power to protect oneself.

Cultivating medicinal herbs is a delicate task that requires a great deal of time.

These disciples simply don't have much time to cultivate, and they have no elixirs to take, so their cultivation cannot improve quickly. They can only waste their days in this medicinal field.

Moreover, if a mistake is made, the consequences range from being given extra tasks to receiving a severe beating, making them worse off than many ordinary people.

Therefore, most people here do not have the opportunity to break through to the Qi Refining Realm.

Although I've witnessed similar scenes in the outer sect of the Joyful Union Sect, I still can't help but feel moved. Thank you, Old Demon Zixia; next time I encounter her, I must give her an unforgettable reward!

Your divine sense swept across the herb garden and finally spotted a familiar-looking man in a corner.

[It was Fang Qingyun.]

Unlike the spirited young man Jiang Xueci remembered, Fang Qingyun now appeared gaunt and emaciated, his arrogance completely gone, replaced by utter numbness.

[Your divine sense carefully scanned the other person's meridians and discovered that their body was extremely similar to Jiang Xueci's, with a large amount of residual black energy, completely cutting off any hope of absorbing spiritual power.]

[Tsk tsk tsk~ Gu Wudao is really ruthless!]

[Not only did it destroy their cultivation levels, but it also utterly crushed their self-esteem, turning them into useless trash who could never recover.]

After a moment, you looked away, quite disappointed.

This person is not only not a chosen one, but also an absolute waste of space.

[You noticed some clues in Jiang Xueci's memories; the other party's self-righteous attitude when accepting resources was even more assertive than yours.]

At least when you accept it, you offer emotional value and casually feign a couple of refusals.

Moreover, when faced with trouble, they only talk a big game; once Gu Wudao bares his fangs, their knees buckle faster than their words.

[Only someone like Jiang Xueci, who's blinded by love and can't see things clearly, would do that.]

From the burly man's memories, you also learn that after news of Jiang Xueci's accident spread, his original indomitable spirit vanished instantly.

He immediately latched onto a strong and robust female cultivator from the outer sect, fawning and flattering her to the extreme.

Unfortunately, this good fortune didn't last long.

[After being tormented by that female cultivator for several years and squeezed dry of her last bit of value, she was casually tossed to this menial servant peak.]

The cycle of cause and effect is real; retribution is inevitable!

Jiang Xueci clearly knew nothing about this before she died.

[You guessed that her subordinates deliberately concealed it, probably because they were afraid she would lose all hope of survival.]

You really don't want to say a single word to this kind of person.

【"Buzz~!"】

A gentle breeze swept across the medicinal herb field, causing the seedlings to sway softly.

【"Bang!"】

The next moment, a headless corpse slowly collapsed to the ground, blood gushing out and soaking the ground beneath its feet...

[Just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you returned to the foot of that mountain.]

Before you could even speak, a powerful gravitational pull dragged you into the peak.

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed.

In the quiet courtyard, a woman sits gracefully around a stone table, looking at you with a complex expression.

"Mother, please punish me."

You lifted that still-numb head, about to kneel, when a gentle gust of wind held you up.

"Come and sit down."

The woman's voice was very calm.

You raised your hand and shattered the skull, then, as if finally deflated, your shoulders slumped, and you slowly walked to the stone table.

【"Pat~"】

A single, glistening tear fell onto the table.

You raised your hand to wipe away the tears, but they wouldn't stop.

"Sigh~ Xueci, your father has never blamed you."

The woman's eyes finally softened with pity, and she reached out to pull you to sit beside her.

"Your mother doesn't blame you."

She gently wiped away your tears, her voice pausing slightly.

"But I cannot forgive you on behalf of those who died unjustly."

"My daughter knows."

You suddenly raised your head, your eyes filled with unwavering determination.

"Please teach me, Mother: no matter the cost, I must avenge this grudge!"

"Do you know who I am?"

The woman forced a smile and gently tidied the stray hairs at your temples.

You slowly shook your head. Regarding Jiang Xueci's mother, almost no one in the sect had ever mentioned her; it seemed they were all deliberately ignoring her existence. Even her daughter knew very little.

This is clearly unreasonable. How could a powerful cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage be so obscure?

Have you ever heard of the Listening Snow Pavilion?

"That super sect in Zhongzhou?"

Your gaze sharpened, and your teeth itched slightly again.

[Damn Tingxue Cliff, I'll get you sooner or later.]

【"good."】

The woman nodded slightly, a hint of longing appearing in her eyes.

"When I was young, I was the Holy Maiden of the Listening Snow Pavilion, and in the end..."

At this point, the woman paused, a look of embarrassment appearing on her face.

[In the end, she was kidnapped by that brat from the demonic path.]

As expected!

Jiang Xueci's romantic nature didn't appear out of thin air; it turns out her mother was just as prone to it.

"But Mother, now that you've betrayed the sect, the Listening Snow Pavilion shouldn't be of any use to me, right?"

You smoothly take over the conversation.

It's best not to comment on your elders' private affairs, especially since their cultivation level far surpasses yours. Being curious will likely only result in a good beating.

Upon hearing this, the woman took out a snow-white, jade-like token inlaid with gold and handed it over.

[You curiously take it, and only then does her voice slowly begin to ring out:]

"This is the Holy Maiden's Decree. It may not directly make you the Holy Maiden of the Listening Snow Pavilion, but as long as your grandfather is still alive, you still have the opportunity to become the Holy Maiden."

"Xueci, everyone makes mistakes, even your mother did."

The woman took your hand, her gaze lingering on the pool of blood not far away, before her eyes regained a deep sense of expectation.

"But this time, I hope you can seize the opportunity. Even if Tingxue Divine Pavilion is not as good as Wanmo Sect, we cannot let Gu Wudao get away with it!"

You gripped the token tightly in your hand and nodded emphatically.

"Don't worry, Mother, your daughter will do everything in her power to win the position of Saintess!"

[Gu Wudao, born evil, I will personally...]

[Grab all your resources!]

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