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

"Then let's go, Jiang Xueci, today I..."

Just as Jiang Qingwan's momentum was building and she was about to make her move, you intercepted her with a raised hand.

【"etc."】

"You want to back out?"

Jiang Qingwan paused, a look of disdain on her face.

【Tch~】

This low-level tactic of provocation only works on her.

You glanced at her dismissively.

"You came to disrupt my wedding and even challenged me on my wedding day. Don't you want to pay any price?"

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Qingwan's expression grew increasingly hostile.

"The stakes are a 5,000-year-old Ice Soul Frost Lotus or Moon Heart Grass."

You raised your hand and took out a three-thousand-year-old spiritual herb, which you had snatched from True Immortal Wangyue.

"I won't take advantage of you; if you win, this is yours."

"Why should you only offer a three-thousand-year-old elixir?"

Upon hearing this, you slowly withdrew the elixir and shrugged indifferently.

"Then we won't fight."

【"etc!"】

Jiang Qingwan hesitated for a moment, then took out a pure white, jade-like spiritual herb from her sleeve.

Wow! A 6,000-year-old Moonflower.

Okay, okay.

Just as you were about to agree, a ruthless glint suddenly flashed in Jiang Qingwan's eyes.

"I have one condition: no one is allowed to interfere in this battle!"

Are you sure?

You raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at the old woman beside you.

【"Can."】

The old woman met Jiang Qingwan's pleading gaze, hesitated for a moment, her eyes lingering on you for a moment, before finally nodding in agreement.

【"Jiang Xueci!"】

Jiang Qingwan slowly rose into the air, looking down at you from above, her arrogance no longer concealed.

A powerful pressure swept across the entire plaza, unleashing the unique aura of a Pseudo-Infant Realm cultivator.

"Present!"

The next moment, a terrifying sword light rose up.

Wherever the sword light passed, the void cracked inch by inch, and spiritual pressure surged to both sides like waves. The red silk on the plaza was instantly torn into countless fragments.

"Today I..."

Jiang Qingwan's words were interrupted again. She felt a chill run down her spine, and a sense of impending death quietly rose in her heart.

[You'll die!]

"Damn it!"

The old woman watching from afar paled. How could a mere junior in the late Golden Core stage unleash such terrifying sword light?

She instinctively tried to intercept the sword light, but before she could move, an invisible, terrifying aura pinned her to the spot, rendering her completely immobile.

The old woman suddenly turned her head and looked at the calm-looking young man on the high platform.

Thinking back to what he had just said, she finally understood that it wasn't a matter of limited vision, but rather that he genuinely didn't take Star-Attracting Realm cultivators seriously.

It seems we've really messed up today.

You look at the longsword in your hand, now cracked again, and sigh helplessly.

[Six hundred years of sword intent, and even a magic weapon can't withstand it?]

[That's right, that sword light was unleashed by your sword intent, nurtured for over six hundred years using the "Concealed Edge" secret technique.]

[Let alone a mere Pseudo-Infant Realm cultivator, even if the person standing opposite is a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator.]

Today, you dare draw your sword!

【"No!"】

Jiang Qingwan let out a startled cry, unleashing all her spiritual power, and in the blink of an eye, several defensive magical artifacts appeared in front of her.

【However...】

【"Hiss~"】

With a soft, crisp sound, the magical artifacts shattered, and the sword light continued its relentless march towards Jiang Qingwan.

"Grandma, help me!"

"Please show mercy. The Snow God Pavilion is willing to pay the corresponding price."

【Buzz~】

As the words fell, a faint burst of spiritual light erupted above the plaza, and everything below seemed to freeze in time; the movement of the sword light slowed considerably.

What do you think?

Gu Wudao appeared beside you unnoticed, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"I wonder if killing this woman will cause trouble for my husband."

Your eyes flickered slightly. You sheathed the nearly shattered longsword in your hand and obediently moved closer to him.

【"Heh~"】

Gu Wudao chuckled softly, his gaze sweeping over the terrified old woman and Jiang Qingwan in mid-air.

"Don't even mention a mere candidate for Holy Maiden of the Listening Snow Pavilion; even the Crown Prince of the Immortal Dynasty—if you have the ability, you can kill him as you please."

【"My husband~"

[Your long, narrow eyes suddenly lit up with an unprecedented light, brimming with adoration.]

"Don't try that on me."

He extended a finger and pressed it against your head as you tried to lean forward.

"Tell me, how do you want to handle this?"

Still testing the waters?

You seem rather frustrated. Following the villainous boss has given you prestige, but it's also been a very tiring experience.

[And so far, not a trace of the powdery mist has been seen.]

"With a single Ice Soul Frost Lotus that's over ten thousand years old, this matter can be dropped."

[Actually, there's no need to think about it at all; everything in the simulation serves the purpose of acquiring resources and cultivation points.]

[This way, you'll have even more energy to chop people up in the real world.]

【"how?"】

Gu Wudao remained noncommittal to your answer, his gaze fixed on the old woman in the distance.

【"Can!"】

[The fact that this ancient elixir is so rare is truly heartbreaking, especially since such rare and precious materials are often priceless and unavailable, requiring a significant premium or even sacrificing personal favors to acquire.]

But compared to one's own life, it's not so precious.

【"good."】

Gu Wudao nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on a certain point in the sky.

The next moment, the old woman felt the binding force around her suddenly dissipate.

She swiftly moved in front of Jiang Qingwan, her sleeves fluttering lightly, and the terrifying sword light slowly transformed into specks of spiritual light, dissipating into the void.

Upon witnessing this scene, the corner of your lips twitched slightly involuntarily.

[This is the power of a high-level cultivator. Your sword intent, nurtured for over six hundred years, is no match for someone else's casual flick of the wrist.]

Gu Wudao reached out and put his arm around your waist, then swiftly led you to the main seat on the high platform, where he looked down with a disdainful gaze.

"Deliver the Frost Lotus of Ice Soul to the Myriad Demons Sect within one year, or I will personally pay them a visit."

"The Ten Thousand Demons Sect!"

The old woman was startled, and when she looked at Gu Wudao again, she felt he looked somewhat familiar.

The last vestiges of her feelings vanished completely.

【"must!"】

She nodded slightly, raised her hand, and with a gentle wave, a streak of white light landed in front of you.

It is indeed the moonflower.

[Then, she took Jiang Qingwan, who looked utterly broken and filled with despair, and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the sky in an instant.]

Gu Wudao withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms who was happily playing with the Moonheart Grass, and said softly:

"Madam, are you satisfied?"

【"Um."】

You nodded absentmindedly.

[You're currently feeling excited, not expecting that the spiritual herbs needed to break through to the fourth realm are almost gathered so quickly.]

[As expected, it's still best to associate with high-level cultivators.]

"Then, madam, shouldn't we give her some kind of reward?"

【"Um."】

You subconsciously responded, then realized something was off, looked up, and met the boy's deep gaze.

Your heart skipped a beat.

Oh no!

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