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

"You dare touch anyone from my Wild Dog Gang?"

The next moment, seven or eight figures descended from the sky, surrounding you completely.

The leader was a powerful cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, with a fierce and menacing appearance, quite fitting for the word "wild dog."

"Brother Wudao, I'm scared~"

After you took Gu Wudao's arm, you suddenly paused for a moment.

【Huh?】

This scene seems strangely familiar.

Gu Wudao glanced at you disdainfully, then continued walking forward without stopping.

【"Buzz~!"】

An invisible wave spread out, and several figures turned into a cloud of blood foam without warning. A gentle breeze swept by, and they vanished completely into the world.

[They're not buying it?]

You pout as you walk beside him, but the next moment you feel a tightness around your waist, and then the scenery around you begins to rush past.

"Where to?"

You nestled into his arms, curiously observing the city's scenery.

Hmm...this city is quite unique.

The buildings, varying in height, were crammed together so densely that not even a proper main road could be seen.

The entire city was shrouded in a thin, gray mist, and the air was thick with the stench of blood, making you involuntarily wrinkle your nose.

This isn't you being dramatic.

After all this time in your spiritual practice, you've finally figured out where your almost obsessive-compulsive disorder comes from.

[The Jade Marrow Body, or more precisely, the Moon Essence Divine Body, worsens with each improvement in this physique.]

This can be considered a side effect of the Lunar Divine Body.

"You're lucky; you happened to be there on Soul Hunting Day."

Gu Wudao glanced down at you, a slight smile playing on his lips, and lightly caressed your waist with his hand.

【"Hmm~"】

A shiver ran through you, and you couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

This kid!

You're so angry you're grinding your teeth, but all you can do is glare at him; you're powerless to do anything about it for the time being.

"The Soul Hunting Day is related to the ley lines of this place."

Gu Wudao looked up at the layer of gray mist hanging over the city.

"Beneath the City of Chaos lies a natural, spirit-filled land, with disordered ley lines and an extremely heavy concentration of yin energy."

[A place of spirits?]

Your heart stirred slightly.

[This is the scene where I first encountered Youyi; it was eerily gloomy.]

[But Youyi said that place is called the Burial Abyss of Saints, and it is related to the fall of a saint.]

Is there some hidden secret here?

"The appearance of such a city enveloped in yin energy means that a large number of wandering spirits will appear tonight."

Seeing you lost in thought, Gu Wudao tugged at your cheek, ignoring your displeased look, and continued:

"Due to the unique nature of the earth's veins, these wandering souls can cultivate, and a substance called Soul Crystal will form within their bodies, which can help cultivators strengthen their divine soul."

"Strengthen your spirit!"

Upon hearing this, your eyes lit up.

Cultivators can cultivate spiritual energy, physical strength, and utilize rare and precious materials to enhance their divine consciousness.

[Only the divine soul is the most profound, seemingly only able to passively grow stronger by waiting for cultivation to improve.]

Divine sense is an ability that arises after the divine soul becomes stronger.

Why do cultivators fear heavenly tribulations?

[Besides the immense destructive power of the heavenly tribulation itself, the accompanying soul attack is the most troublesome aspect.]

In battles between cultivators, victory or defeat can often be decided in the blink of an eye, let alone when one's soul has been stunned.

"My husband, where shall we go now?"

Hearing about the benefits, you immediately became much more obedient.

[What a realistic woman!]

Gu Wudao watched your face-changing process again in its entirety, but he didn't find it repulsive. Such a vibrant woman was truly a rare sight in the world.

"Since they've come to provoke us, we should naturally return the favor."

[While that scene unfolded at the city gate, a divine sense was constantly observing you.]

[After Gu Wudao crushed those people, that divine sense vanished without a trace.]

Little did they know, they had gotten themselves into serious trouble.

[Tsk~]

The main villain is petty and holds grudges.

What?

[Is your husband now the main villain?]

You reached out and wrapped your arms around his waist, rubbing your face against his shirt.

"My husband is amazing!"

Gu Wudao remained remarkably calm as he watched your inexplicable actions, clearly having long since grown accustomed to your intermittent displays of affection.

You are utterly exhausted by this.

[So hard to flirt with...]

【...】

Deep within the chaotic city, inside a half-collapsed tavern.

The dim light flickered, casting shifting shadows on the bloodstains on the wall.

A lean, wiry cultivator knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold stone slab, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Your subordinate...your subordinate has failed in his duties."

【"explain."】

From deep within the lobby, in a heavy shadow, came a low, hoarse voice.

[“Two people have arrived at the city gate. As is customary, I sent the Wild Dog Gang out to test them, but the male cultivator…”]

He swallowed hard, as if recalling something extremely terrifying.

"In my opinion, he is at least a Nascent Soul stage cultivator."

Dead silence.

The lean man lay prone on the ground, cold sweat dripping from his forehead and down his nose onto the cold stone slab.

"Tick-tock~ Tick-tock~!"

[It was exceptionally clear in the dimly lit and quiet lobby.]

Suddenly, a pale hand emerged from the darkness, grasped the top of his head, and slowly closed its fingers.

【"you say..."】

A low, husky voice whispered in his ear:

"You knew he was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, yet you still dared to come back directly?"

"My... my lord, I wasn't discovered by them, I..."

【Click~】

A chilling sound of bones cracking suddenly rang out.

The lean man's words came to an abrupt halt.

The figure in the shadows slowly took a step forward, and the faint light finally illuminated his face.

[He was an extremely thin old man with prominent cheekbones; his skin clung tightly to his bones, making him appear from a distance like a skeleton draped in human skin.]

He glanced down at the corpse on the ground, then pointed a withered finger into the air.

【"Bang!"】

The lean man's corpse instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The old man tilted his head slightly, opened his mouth, and the cloud of blood mist transformed into a thin, long stream of blood that continuously flowed into his mouth.

He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing slowly, as if savoring some delicious wine.

【"Hehehe..."】

[Boom!]

The old man's laughter had barely faded when the half-collapsed restaurant exploded into a shower of debris with a deafening roar.

As the dust settled, the old man stood disheveled amidst the ruins.

His face was pale, and a trace of blood clung to the corner of his lips, clearly indicating he had suffered a significant injury.

He suddenly looked up.

The sky above remained a hazy gray.

Within that gray mist, two figures stood suspended in mid-air.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at him expressionlessly, as if he were an ant.

Beside him, a young girl tilted her head slightly, her clear eyes curiously surveying the ruins below, her disdain particularly evident.

These two are, of course, our young sect leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect and his money-grubbing wife...

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(I'm experiencing writer's block. I write very slowly, and when I get stuck, I don't have enough time. I can only write four chapters today~)