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

The moment the light faded, you felt a sudden weight on your body, as if you were carrying a mountain on your back.

The air within the Turbid Abyss was murky and heavy, with a thin layer of gray mist permeating the surroundings.

You steady yourself and quickly survey your surroundings.

This is a barren, rocky plain, the ground cracked and devoid of vegetation. Scorching heat constantly seeps from the fissures, making the temperature extremely high.

[Your gaze flickered slightly, and the Azure Phoenix Sacred Body activated instantly, the burning sensation quickly subsiding.]

[Then, your appearance began to slowly change, and you became exactly the same as the female cultivator beside that effeminate man.]

[Actually, you had already noticed that the way those people were looking at you was strange, but upon reflection, it all seemed quite normal.]

[Gu Wudao will undoubtedly sweep through Xuanyuan, so the key to victory lies in the Zhuoyuan level. As a late-stage Golden Core cultivator who is relatively unknown, you naturally become the easy target.]

You can't help but sigh in your heart once again, "All Forms" truly is the ultimate keyword for murder and robbery.

[Furthermore, the matter of "entries" cannot be explicitly stated, but the cultivation world is vast, and naturally, all sorts of strange physiques exist.]

[You don't even need to explain; Gu Wudao has already arranged a Thousand Illusions Spirit Body for you.]

Despite its numerous flaws, no one dares to investigate further given your status, since your husband wields absolute power within the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

[However, you must admire Gu Wudao. He's truly skilled and daring; he's never once investigated any of your strange abilities.]

Just as you were strolling aimlessly, you suddenly heard very light footsteps ahead.

You paused, and your aura instantly vanished.

A slender figure slowly emerged from the gray mist.

She is a female cultivator.

[She possessed striking beauty, with a natural allure in every smile and gesture, and an aura that was both restrained and profound.]

[It's a small world that enemies meet.]

The newcomer was the woman standing beside the effeminate man.

As their eyes met, she stared at you intently, a hint of confusion appearing on her beautiful face.

Her gaze swept over your face twice, then she looked down at her hands, before looking up at you again, as if confirming something.

"Where did this vixen come from, daring to impersonate me?"

You struck first, issuing a sharp shout.

In the instant her face froze, you transformed into a streak of red light, and without hesitation, brought your crimson halberd crashing down upon her.

Feeling the terrifying pressure descending upon her from above, her gaze sharpened, and a string of purple bells on her wrist hummed, from which pale blue halos rapidly spread out.

You only feel a gentle breeze caressing your soul, as if... giving it a massage?

[It was originally a soul attack, but your soul strength has now firmly entered the Nascent Soul stage, so this kind of attack cannot cause you any damage at all.]

A smile played on your lips, and your blood and energy surged violently as the halberd descended with even greater terrifying force.

【"boom!"】

The ground was blasted open, creating a trench nearly a hundred feet long, with debris flying everywhere and dust billowing into the air.

You held the halberd in one hand, your gaze piercing through the billowing dust, quickly locking onto a figure a hundred feet away.

The female cultivator knelt beside a large rock, her face deathly pale.

[You saw it clearly. The reason your halberd strike missed was because your opponent's body seemed to be forcibly "stripped" from its spot by some force, causing your momentum lock to fail.]

[Judging from the faint golden light patterns slowly fading along the edge of her robes, you know that she must have used some kind of extremely energy-consuming secret technique.]

"Who exactly are you? Why are you impersonating me?"

The female cultivator looked up at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of shock, apprehension, confusion, and bewilderment.

"Once you're in heaven, someone will tell you!"

You've decided you want this woman's identity, so you can't let her leave.

【"snort!"】

Upon hearing this, a ruthless glint flashed in the female cultivator's eyes. She raised her hand and summoned a pink flower petal.

Countless tiny pink specks of light burst forth from the petals, rapidly spreading in all directions.

["Hehehe~ Sister, why resist so much? Come and have fun with your little sister~"]

[You stand amidst the pink light, expressionless, watching the suddenly aroused female cultivator. A strange glint flashes in your eyes, but you do not immediately break free from the illusion.]

Could this person be one of the cultivators from the Blissful Immortal Palace?

[Such a rudimentary charm technique... to be honest, your first impression of the Blissful Palace is quite poor.]

[And...these are all techniques targeting the soul; this girl is really unlucky.]

Seeing you standing there blankly, the woman's lips curled slightly. She slowly rose to her feet and walked gracefully to your side.

"Hmph~ Let me see who you really are!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand, a wisp of pale pink light emanating from her fingertips, and slowly extended it towards your cheek.

Just as her fingertips were inches from your cheek, you moved.

[The previously dull and empty eyes suddenly lit up, and a flash of crimson flame seemed to flicker deep within the pupils.]

Your right hand shot out like lightning, your fingers tightening, gripping her slender neck tightly.

"How is that possible?"

Her pupils contracted sharply; she tried to break free but found it was too late. No matter how much she channeled her spiritual power, she couldn't move an inch.

Then, meeting your clear eyes, the smile on the female cultivator's lips froze completely on her face.

"The Paradise Palace?"

Your tone was cold, and your voice was completely different from your former self.

"How...how did you figure that out?"

The female cultivator stared at you, her eyes wide with disbelief.

She insisted that she hadn't used any of her sect's techniques from beginning to end; the illusion technique was merely something she'd acquired by chance.

[You pursed your lips; of course you could tell.]

[A cultivator with a pure and righteous heart like yourself is naturally gifted with a strong affinity for those who practice techniques related to the union of lovers.]

"May I borrow the cultivation techniques from the Blissful Immortal Palace?"

Your tone was calm, but the undisguised killing intent sent a chill down the female cultivator's spine.

Of course, you're just naturally diligent and eager to learn; there's absolutely no other intention.

"I...I can't give it to you, there's a restriction..."

"Then just die!"

Without hesitation, you clenched your fists tightly, but in the next instant, the black token at her waist suddenly lit up, and then her figure transformed into specks of spiritual light, slowly dissipating from the spot.

[Have you quit?]

That's fine too.

You weren't angry about this.

Your goal is simply to make this person disappear from this competition, so you can then use that identity to do whatever you want.

[Imagining the scene of the thief crying "stop thief!" later on, a sunny smile involuntarily appears on your face:]

【"Hehehe~"

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