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

Half a day later, you descended from the sky with a figure, crashing heavily onto the arena of the Sword Inquiry Platform.

This commotion instantly drew everyone's attention. When the elders of the Primordial Sword Court saw the mangled figure, their expressions changed drastically.

The audience seats at the Sword Court were also in an uproar.

"It's Senior Brother Ye!"

"How did he become like this?"

"I remember that woman; she's a disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect. She's extremely ruthless. Could it be that Senior Brother Ye was also injured by her?"

[Listening to the murmurs from the sidelines, you didn't even wait for Jian Ting to ask, and instead tossed the head-and-tail-recording stone high into the air.]

The next moment, a scene that shocked everyone present slowly unfolded.

[This is the scene where the white-haired youth attacked and killed his fellow disciples.]

Elder Jianting stood on the sidelines, his face ashen.

[There were not only cultivators from the Sword Court present today, but also representatives from various sects. At this moment, countless gazes, both overt and covert, swept over him, making him feel extremely embarrassed.]

"Report to Elder Qi!"

You struck first again, giving him no chance to ask questions or back down.

"I was hiding nearby at the time, and only managed to record this scene by using a technique to conceal my presence. After that, this senior brother used some unknown means to summon an altar filled with demonic energy with countless drops of blood essence. It was after the altar appeared that he was injured by the shockwave."

"Demonic energy?!"

A powerful figure immediately cried out in alarm, flashing into the arena and pointing a finger at the unconscious youth.

The next moment, dark mist slowly rose from his wound.

"Oh my god, it really is demonic energy!"

"There's a demon spy within the Primordial Sword Court!"

[These words were spoken by Fairy Qingheng, who was hiding in the crowd. Hmm... it was your arrangement.]

But this single act caused a huge uproar; in this situation, no one cared who started it; everyone just believed what they saw.

Why wasn't the following footage recorded?

Elder Jianting has also arrived on the stage, staring at you with a grim expression.

"This disciple was too weak to withstand the demonic energy, so I had to leave first. Only after the demonic energy subsided did I bring back the unconscious master... the spy."

Your words were earnest, reasonable, and well-founded, inadvertently confirming Senior Brother Ye's reputation as a spy.

Seeing the suspicious gazes of the cultivators from various sects around him, the elder took a deep breath, knowing that this matter could no longer be easily dismissed. He raised his hand and took out a token radiating sword energy.

[Click!]

The token shattered instantly, transforming into countless tiny silver-white specks of light, each carrying a sharp sword intent.

【Buzz~】

In the next instant, countless points of light suddenly converged into the sky, and a tall, slender figure slowly emerged from within them.

The newcomer was a young man, dressed in a plain white Taoist robe with golden sword patterns embroidered on the hem. He lowered his eyes and swept his gaze over the crowd below.

An invisible pressure enveloped the entire area; whether they were Nascent Soul cultivators or Deity Transformation cultivators, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

The boy's gaze lingered on the mangled, bloodied youth for a moment before he slowly spoke:

"What do you want with me?"

"Ancestor."

Elder Jian Ting stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and then recounted what had just happened.

After the elder finished speaking, the scene fell silent once more.

The boy reached out and caught the recording stone suspended in mid-air. He rubbed it for a moment, then suddenly chuckled softly.

"A scene cut out from the beginning and end, plus a disciple from a lesser sect whose background is unknown, is enough to convict the prodigy of my Sword Court?"

【Click~】

As soon as he finished speaking, the image-recording stone turned into ashes in his hand.

The boy then turned his gaze to you, whose face was pale and unpleasant. His gaze was utterly indifferent, as if he were looking at roadside weeds.

"If you can produce substantial evidence, I will personally execute him today; otherwise..."

An invisible sword intent slowly rose, and all the cultivators present felt as if an invisible longsword was held to their necks; the slightest movement would result in instant death.

[Cultivators at the Star-Gathering Realm are already unfathomable, let alone sword cultivators!]

Although you weren't being specifically targeted, a fine layer of cold sweat had already seeped from your forehead.

【Buzz~】

[The next moment, your sword domain appeared uncontrollably, but the sword domain, which had already reached the third realm of perfection, was now compressed to less than one zhang in size, and could not advance even an inch further.]

[Damn it, that old bastard has no sportsmanship, bullying a mere late-stage Golden Core cultivator.]

[And what exactly did that old woman go about?]

[You promised that as long as you find the evidence, you'd hand everything else over to her, right?]

"Not going to tell?"

The boy's tone remained calm, but the invisible sword intent grew stronger, and you felt a series of stinging pains all over your skin.

"Speak to your mother!"

Seeing the other party's murderous intent, you became enraged.

So what if it's the Primordial Sword Court? Do you think my Ten Thousand Demons Sect has no one to rely on?

Just as you were about to take out the token Yin Wushuang had given you, a clear and melodious sword cry suddenly rose from afar.

【"Buzz~!"】

A terrifying sword light swept in from the horizon.

The sword light was incredibly fast; wherever it passed, even space itself was cleaved into fine black cracks. In the blink of an eye, it arrived above the plaza, heading straight for the young man.

The boy's pupils contracted sharply, and his previously indifferent and composed demeanor shattered instantly.

He abruptly raised his hand, and with a clang, his longsword was drawn from its sheath, unleashing a dazzling sword light that met the oncoming blade head-on.

【"boom!"】

The two sword intents collided in mid-air, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that swept outwards, destroying everything in its path.

The boy was thrown back by the impact, his white robe torn to shreds, several bloody welts appearing on his arms, his long hair disheveled, and he looked utterly wretched.

On the other side, facing this terrifying aftershock, you knew you couldn't avoid it. Just as you were about to take out the black token again to summon your true backer, you suddenly felt a tightening around your waist.

The next moment, you were transported into the air as if by teleportation, and a familiar, pleasant fragrance wafted into your nostrils.

[As you glance to the side, you see a woman with an extremely aloof profile, yet possessing an indescribable air of dominance.]

[Old lady... our ancestor actually concealed his cultivation level!!!]

You're still too young. None of these old guys are easy to deal with.

【"Grandpa~"】

[You immediately hugged the other person's waist and cried out loudly:]

"He's trying to silence us; he must be a demon spy too!"

The cries, mingled with spiritual energy, echoed throughout the entire secret realm, plunging the world into an eerie silence...

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