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

Xiao Fanzi has run away.

[I left you a message saying that a powerful cultivator has been discovered plotting against him, and his ancestor has disappeared after entering the Primordial Secret Realm, so he has no choice but to save himself.]

[Based on your deduction, the old man with the ring must have discovered something, and the person who wants to attack him is no surprise.]

There could be no one else but Gu Wudao.

[But you don't think he'd ruin his plans for something like this, since the powder mist hasn't even appeared yet; there must have been a problem somewhere.]

This kid has too many secrets, you feel he's in a tough spot, and you don't know where to begin probing.

Sensing the familiar scent in the room again, you sighed helplessly and slumped onto the couch.

Tired, weary, and resigned to my fate.

Half a year has passed in a flash, and the Primordial Sword Tournament has begun again.

[No need to elaborate on the first round. Even if Lin Bufan runs away, with your current strength, as long as you don't encounter a team with a fake Nascent Soul cultivator, you can easily defeat five opponents single-handedly.]

[It's not just because your physique is far stronger than that of ordinary body-refining cultivators, but also because the perfection of the purity of your five elements' spiritual energy makes your spells extremely terrifying.]

[Especially fire-attribute spells empowered by the Azure Phoenix Sacred Body, appear like natural disasters to these ordinary Golden Core cultivators.]

[Combined with a divine sense comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stages, this is nothing short of a dimensional reduction attack.]

[Having successfully passed the first round, the remaining contestants will re-enter the Sword-Testing Platform.]

[Using your memories from the last time, you easily obtained a large number of sword imprints. Time passed slowly until the giant sword shadow reappeared deep within the Sword Inquiry Platform.]

"Find a place to hide; I have a task entrusted to me by our ancestor that I must complete."

You looked at your three fellow disciples in front of you, your face serious.

Without hesitation, the runaway master nodded, for his master had told him to listen to his junior sister.

As for Fairy Qingheng and the other male cultivator, they were already intimidated by your overwhelming strength.

[Not long ago, during our battle, they witnessed firsthand how you practically killed Golden Core cultivators with a single punch.]

[Among them was even a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage, who only suffered one more punch.]

Seeing that none of the three had any objections, you said no more and turned to rush towards the direction where the sword shadow had appeared.

[If you dare to secretly follow us, you will surely die. Even if you are willing to let us go, Gu Wudao will never leave any survivors.]

Meanwhile, the same scene is playing out in the same place.

[Gu Wudao, carrying the corpses of two Taichu Sword Court disciples, stood in a distant confrontation with a white-haired youth.]

Two mangled corpses lay on the ground in pools of blood; four of the Sword Court's five disciples were gone.

[The moment your voice transmission reached Gu Wudao's ear, his figure vanished from the spot as if by teleportation.]

The next moment, before the white-haired youth could even wipe the sinister smile from his face, everything went black and he lost consciousness completely.

"My husband is so mighty!"

[You, who had been hiding nearby, witnessed the entire scene, and then, like a cannonball, you shot straight into the boy's arms.]

So annoying!

This kid is way too overpowered. You've given up on beating him anytime soon and are now planning how to avoid a direct confrontation in real life.

But the admiration on your face right now is genuine; after all, expressing such emotions to such a powerful person isn't difficult.

Gu Wudao rubbed your head, pointed at the unconscious white-haired youth on the ground, and spoke in an ambiguous tone.

"You want to take this person back with you?"

Your heart stirred slightly, but your face showed no sign of it.

"This person might be a spy from the demon race. I intend to take him back to the sect for interrogation."

[While spectating, you used the recording stone to capture the scene of the white-haired youth killing his fellow disciple.]

"Of course, if my husband needs him, he can be taken away."

Your words were sincere, and you seemed to prioritize him.

"That's enough."

After a moment of silence, Gu Wudao suddenly revealed a gentle smile. His spiritual energy surged, and his overwhelming pressure instantly tore apart the sword spirit below.

【"Huh?"】

You reached out to stop it, but it was too late.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Wudao's eyes showed suspicion.

【"Sword Mark..."】

You looked at him with a pitiful expression.

【"fine."】

He pinched your cheek, and with a wave of his hand, countless drops of pure blood fell into the circular pit below.

"I'll get you something even better."

[“Boom!”]

As the words fell, a completely black altar slowly rose from below.

At the center of the altar, as the blood beads slowly seeped in, a strange black longbow appeared and hovered above it.

Your heart skipped a beat. Could it be...?

Then, to your astonishment, Gu Wudao reached out and took the longbow, handing it to you.

"Give it a try?"

【How could I possibly accept this?】

Without hesitation, you gripped the longbow tightly, and a chilling aura quickly seeped into your body along the bow.

You gave a cold snort.

[His white hair instantly turned crimson gold, and the scorching heat instantly dispelled the chill.]

[Then you moved swiftly, arriving above a mountain range, aimed your longbow downwards, and slowly drew back the bowstring.]

【"Buzz~!"】

The surrounding spiritual energy began to gather towards the bowstring, and at the same time, you felt your own spiritual energy being consumed at an alarming rate.

Before the arrow had fully formed, you immediately released the bowstring.

【"Whoosh~"】

A barely perceptible whooshing sound rang out, without any booming or explosion, and a bottomless hole was pierced through the mountain below.

[Several breaths later, a belated roar finally came from the depths of the earth, causing the entire mountain range to tremble before collapsing with a deafening crash.]

You look down at the billowing dust below, a storm raging within you.

What's terrifying isn't its destructive power, but the arrow itself, so subtle that even divine sense couldn't detect it.

Silent and stealthy, yet utterly insidious.

You recall the scene of Gu Wudao testing the bow in the last simulation; its power is likely closely related to the user's cultivation level. Feeling your spiritual energy being largely depleted, you stroke the two characters "Slay the Heavens" inscribed on the bow.

A strange sense of responsibility welled up inside me!

Such evil beings are best suppressed by you, a righteous immortal.

【"how?"】

[Hearing Gu Wudao's voice, you didn't hesitate for a moment, throwing yourself into his arms again, hooking your arms around his neck, and kissing him.]

【What are we even saying? We've won this round!】

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