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

Lin Qingyu unceremoniously kicked the old man's back.

"Snap!"

"ah!!!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out simultaneously with a heart-wrenching scream.

"Not pretending to be dead anymore?"

The old man stared at the seemingly harmless young girl before him, his eyes filled with terror. He felt as if eighty percent of his bones were shattered, and that was probably even after she had held back.

"S-Senior, why did you attack us?"

Lin Qingyu moved aside, her tone somewhat nonchalant.

"Your laughter just now disturbed my meditation."

The old man could hardly believe his ears. A surge of anger welled up in his chest, but he had to forcefully suppress it.

He forced a fawning smile.

"I wonder if you've calmed down yet, senior?"

As he spoke, the old man looked around, where several men in black were lying haphazardly.

The meaning is quite clear:

If the senior kills them, he can't kill me.

"Well, it's gotten a little better."

Lin Qingyu nodded in a kind tone.

But before the old man could even breathe a sigh of relief, his next words sent shivers down his spine.

"However... I do have some old acquaintance with the Wuxiang Tower you mentioned. May I ask if you could reveal a little about it?"

Damn!

This woman actually heard all of that.

The old man's expression changed several times.

He dared to make those arrogant threats earlier only because he was certain that the woman surnamed Ning would die today. For years, his family had been suppressed by the Ning family, and this was an opportunity for him to vent his anger.

But who could have imagined that such a formidable figure would suddenly appear out of nowhere, possessing unfathomable strength and even knowing some of the secrets of the Wuxiang Tower?

"I..."

"Click~"

Lin Qingyu's smile remained unchanged, but her movements were anything but slow.

"ah!!!"

The old man felt a piercing pain instantly sweep over his entire body.

"I won't lie to you; you will surely die today."

The white-clad girl's expression suddenly turned cold, and the terrifying aura that slowly rose made the old man even more desperate.

Nascent Soul cultivator!

"If you want to be a hero, keep your mouth shut and I'll grant your wish. I'll make you regret ever being born."

"I...I'll talk!"

Under the combined psychological and physical pressure, the old man, whose mind was not very firm, finally relented.

"Six months ago, Wuxiang Tower sent people to Wangjiang City to contact my Xie family, saying they were looking for a spiritual object called Xuanpo Ice Crystal."

"What is that?"

Lin Qingyu looked puzzled.

When Liu Guanzhi, who was investigating the men in black, heard this name, his aura visibly became disordered for a moment.

"You know?"

Liu Guanzhi remained silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke:

"Senior, I'd like to visit Wangjiang City."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyu's eyes flickered slightly. Seeing that he was unwilling to elaborate, she did not press him further, but instead looked at the old man again.

"What realm are the cultivators of the Formless Pavilion at?"

"Early Nascent Soul stage."

The old man's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes flickered.

"..."

His guilty look and the sudden increase in blood flow throughout his body were enough to make anyone without cultivation realize the problem.

Lin Qingyu almost laughed out of anger. Did he really think Nascent Soul cultivators were fools?

"Snap!"

"I..."

"Snap!"

"ah!!!"

"Snap!"

"Mid-stage Nascent Soul! Mid-stage Nascent Soul!"

The old man cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face.

How did you find out?

Lin Qingyu still didn't believe it.

It's not that I suspect the old man is lying, but how could he, with his mere early-stage Golden Core cultivation, possibly discern the specific cultivation level of a Nascent Soul cultivator?

Yes, she was simply torturing the other person.

"As the patriarch said, our Xie family patriarch recently broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm. In order to stabilize the confidence of the clansmen, he shared the news with us, the elders of the family."

The old man was no longer in his right mind and started to act recklessly, saying whatever came to mind.

"In order to prevent the Tian family from noticing anything amiss, they... ordered us to secretly intercept and kill the younger generation of other families to confuse the situation and, incidentally, gather information about the Xuanpo Ice Crystal."

This matter is complicated, and it seems we still need to go to Wangjiang City to investigate.

Although the specific function of the Xuanpo Ice Crystal is still unknown, whatever Wuxianglou wants, they must make things difficult for them.

Lin Qingyu looked at the old man who was barely breathing, pointed a finger, and a burst of spiritual light pierced through his skull.

Immediately, a bright fireball fell and instantly engulfed it completely.

Only then did he turn his gaze to the woman in the distance who looked nervous.

"Did you hear what he just said?"

"Um..."

The woman lowered her head, not daring to meet Lin Qingyu's gaze.

"How much of what he said do you think is true, and how much is false?"

Upon hearing this, the woman hesitated for a moment, then mustered her courage and raised her head.

"It should all be true, otherwise they wouldn't dare to attack me so openly. My father is a fake Nascent Soul cultivator."

Tsk~ This is the result of not knowing how to hide one's strength.

Look at that damned Xie family patriarch, he secretly broke through to the Nascent Soul stage long ago, truly a model for all cultivators of our generation.

Lin Qingyu waved her hand, pulling the woman in front of her, a mischievous smile playing on her lips:

"Young lady, you don't want your family to be wiped out, do you?"

The woman's eyes were filled with terror...

...

Half a day later.

Three figures appeared on the official road outside Wangjiang City.

The city walls were built of bluish-gray boulders and covered with dark green vines, making it look like an ordinary town from a distance.

Moreover, the city is not large in scale, not much different from Bailu City where Feng Qiange was stationed, but the strength of the cultivators in the city is completely different.

According to Ning Wanyu, Wangjiang City is submerged by tides once every hundred years because it is located at the confluence of a tributary of the Qinglong River, which is why it has not been extensively expanded.

However, because of its extremely special geographical location, which is the intersection of several surrounding cities, it was not abandoned.

Lin Qingyu, dressed as a handsome young man, with a beautiful young woman on his back, was swaggering into the city.

"stop."

The city was guarded by two early Foundation Establishment cultivators. Upon encountering unfamiliar faces, they raised their hands to stop the three of them.

"These two are guests of the Ning family."

Ning Wanyu, her pretty face slightly flushed, leaned against someone's back and hurriedly spoke after hearing the question.

"So it's Miss Ning."

One of the middle-aged men smiled and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"Since they are guests of the Ning family, there is naturally no need to register."

Thank you.

Ning Wanyu smiled slightly, and was about to find an excuse to leave when the faint voice transmission sounded again:

"Miss Ning, you don't want your family to be destroyed, do you?"

...