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

The teleportation altar of the Demon Abyss stands in the center of the Ten Thousand Demons Plaza in front of the Purgatory Palace.

This plaza also has another name: the Demon-Slaying Platform.

[Whenever a sect punishes a traitor, the execution is carried out here. Over the years, countless powerful demonic cultivators have perished here.]

As for why there were so many traitors?

[The Demonic Sect, it's too oppressive, I can understand.]

The altar, spanning several tens of feet in circumference, was entirely cast from black mystic steel, its surface covered with intricate patterns.

Dark red light flickered intermittently across the patterns, whether due to their inherent mystique or the staining from the blood was unclear.

When you and Gu Wudao arrived, all eleven seats, except for the central seat, were already occupied.

Feeling the unanimous gazes fixed upon you, you walked slowly beside Gu Wudao.

[His demeanor was composed, his face expressionless, and his mind as still as water.]

Now you can easily keep your composure in these small situations.

Just as the two of you were about to sit down, a man with an effeminate air, sitting nearby, was embracing a beautiful female cultivator and casting a provocative glance in your direction.

You can't tolerate this.

[You ignored the female cultivator's affected manner and were about to step forward to pull Gu Wudao into your arms when suddenly your waist tightened.]

Okay, I almost got the wrong script. You're the one who got hugged.

[You immediately dropped your domineering demeanor and nestled into the young man's arms. Your exquisite beauty, with every smile and gesture, instantly overshadowed all the other female cultivators present.]

【"snort!"】

The effeminate man glanced at Gu Wudao with jealousy, then snorted coldly before looking away.

"Now that everyone is here, I shall begin."

An elderly man clad in a blood-red robe slowly emerged from the Purgatory Hall at the back.

The old man walked to the edge of the altar and began a...

【dance?】

The more you look at it, the more something seems off. It looks like a shamanistic ritual!

"This is the ritual to open the Abyss of Demons."

Seemingly sensing your confusion, Gu Wudao picked up a spiritual fruit from the table beside him and brought it to your lips.

"The Abyss has five levels in total; this time, we only need to start with the top two levels."

You took a bite of the spirit fruit, puffed out your cheeks, and asked indistinctly:

What's on the lower floors?

"Demons."

Gu Wudao gave you a meaningful look, a flash of bloodlust crossing his eyes.

"Those suppressed beneath the Abyss are demons with extremely tenacious vitality, difficult to completely eradicate."

[Demon race?]

Upon hearing this answer, you were taken aback for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening.

It's the influence of preconceived notions.

You've always thought that those who follow the demonic path are ruthless and unscrupulous, but when it comes to the survival of your race, the line between right and wrong, and between good and evil, is far less clear than you imagined.

"My lord, have you slain many demons?"

【"not much."】

Gu Wudao seemed to have found a new source of amusement, picking up another spiritual fruit and slowly offering it to your lips.

"He only spent a hundred years at the Pass of Ten Thousand Bones."

"Hey, fun, come on!"

[Your eyes held undisguised adoration as you mumbled something indistinctly.]

This time, the admiration seemed genuine; what fine man doesn't yearn to gallop across the battlefield?

[To date, the Nine Realms Continent has four most magnificent Heavenly Gates, firmly standing on the edges of its territory, protecting billions of humankind.]

The Pass of Ten Thousand Bones is guarded by demonic cultivators.

[Secondly, there is Tianyong Pass, where righteous cultivators are stationed, and Zhenmo Pass and Duanhun Pass, which were jointly built by several immortal dynasties.]

[Having fought at the Ten Thousand Bones Pass for a century, no wonder this guy's combat strength is so terrifying.]

Gu Wudao chuckled lightly, seemingly unwilling to elaborate, and popped another spiritual fruit into your mouth...

Time slipped by unnoticed, and you took the opportunity to observe the other ten competitors.

[You don't need to worry about those powerful Nascent Soul stage cultivators; they are Gu Wudao's opponents. But the rest of them are all peak Golden Core stage experts.]

Yes, there are no fake Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.

Gu Wudao explained that cultivators above the Golden Core stage are not allowed to enter the uppermost level of the Turbid Abyss.

[In a sense, a cultivator at the Pseudo-Infant Realm has already far surpassed the limits of the Golden Core Realm in terms of spiritual energy reserves, but your expression hasn't relaxed.]

These peak Golden Core cultivators all exuded a terrifying aura, and even the female cultivator beside the effeminate man possessed a formidable presence.

Neither of them are pushovers!

[Furthermore, you also saw two familiar figures; they were the man and woman you encountered in the sect leader's hall when you first entered the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.]

[They are also the useless older brother and younger sister that Gu Wudao mentioned.]

The useless older brother is staring at you with a dazed look, while the useless younger sister is glaring at you angrily.

【Fear.】

[You, weak and trembling, immediately snatched all the spiritual fruits from the effeminate man's table, amidst his bewildered gaze.]

Hmm...it's pretty good.

【"......"

About two hours later, the old man performing the shamanic ritual finally stopped. The next moment, all the patterns on the altar lit up, and a fiery red beam of light shot into the sky.

"The Abyss has opened; enter immediately!"

The old man's face flushed red, and he shouted sternly.

"Husband, I'm off!"

You winked playfully at Gu Wudao, then turned and left, annoyed by his unresponsive gaze.

[At least contribute some powder mist...]

"In a situation where certain death is certain, prioritize survival."

Hearing the voice beside you, your eyes flickered slightly. It seemed your efforts these past few days hadn't been entirely in vain.

You turned around and gave him a sweet smile, then transformed into a streak of light and swiftly plunged into the pillar of light, disappearing instantly within it.

"Hehe, it seems the young sect leader is quite fond of this woman?"

The effeminate man, who had always been at odds with Gu Wudao, immediately let out a sarcastic laugh.

"What a pity. With only the cultivation level of the late Golden Core stage, it's unlikely he'll survive the Demon Abyss."

"You'd better pray you don't encounter me in the Abyss."

Gu Wudao didn't even spare him a glance, but this seemingly indifferent remark caused the effeminate man's face to darken completely.

And yet, he had no way to refute it.

After all, Gu Wudao's strength is widely acknowledged. The sect is holding this competition here simply to give others a chance.

【"snort!"】

The effeminate man snorted coldly, but not wanting to lose face, he spoke again, this time with a pointed tone:

"I'd like to see how you plan to take first place."

Gu Wudao simply gazed calmly at the altar, his fingertips lightly tracing its surface.

The final outcome of this competition will likely depend on your performance, but judging from the constant exchange of glances among the others, it seems they have already formed an alliance.

"Lin Qingyu, don't let me down..."

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