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

"Buzz~"

A massive flying boat pierced through the clouds and hovered above the Fire Rock Sect. Its hull was covered with dark purple patterns that gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.

It was the flying boat from the Toad Poison Palace.

"Sect Master of the Fire Rock Sect, why haven't you come up to pay your respects?"

The burly man with a thick beard stood at the bow of the boat, his piercing gaze sweeping across the mountain gate below, yet a sense of foreboding crept into his heart.

The vast sect was completely empty.

At this moment, a crimson beam of light shot up from the depths of the mountain gate, landed below the flying boat, and solidified into the figure of a man in a red robe.

It was none other than the sect leader of the Fire Rock Sect.

He looked up at the two men at the bow of the boat and bowed respectfully.

"I am Zhao Yuanming, the sect leader of the Huoyan Sect, and I respectfully welcome the envoy from your sect."

The burly man with a thick beard stared at him intently, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Your Fire Rock Sect is supposed to be a third-tier sect with two Nascent Soul cultivators, so where are your disciples?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, the sect recently discovered another spirit mine, and all the disciples have been taken by Madam to mine the vein."

Zhao Yuanming remained calm and his voice was very steady.

"Have you prepared enough spirit crystals?"

The burly man remained silent for a moment before getting straight to the point.

Two Nascent Soul stage cultivators, how could they possibly turn the world upside down?

"Please follow me, Your Excellency."

Zhao Yuanming smiled slightly, his face carrying a perfectly timed hint—not only were they all present, but he had also prepared a generous gift for the two of them.

Of course, these are all tacitly agreed-upon practices that don't need to be discussed openly, otherwise things would look awkward.

"Brother Ding, go and collect it. I'll wait for you here."

The white-haired old man stood calmly at the bow of the flying boat, without moving an inch.

Old fox!

Zhao Yuanming's smile remained unchanged, but he cursed inwardly. However, remembering the instructions of that important person, he did not say anything more.

The big man nodded. He actually had the same idea. After all, the situation inside the Fire Rock Sect was indeed unusual, and it would be safer to leave one person outside.

"Let's go."

With this in mind, he transformed into a streak of light and descended towards the main hall below.

As soon as the burly man with the bushy beard landed, a slight tremor came from the ground beneath his feet. His heart skipped a beat, and he tried to escape by surging his spiritual energy, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

Crimson flames shot up from the ground, transforming into countless intricate array patterns that spread outwards in all directions from him.

The entire gate of the Fire Rock Sect seemed to be ignited in that instant, transforming into a giant furnace that trapped him firmly in its center.

The moment the array closed, the burly man looked up at the sky.

A gentle-looking woman stood outside the formation, smiling at him.

As for that white-haired old man?

The moment he realized something was wrong, he decisively spurred the airship to escape...

However, this was exactly what Lin Qingyu was planning. Leaving both of them behind was far less desirable than letting one of them go back, bringing reinforcements, and openly and legitimately bringing her back to the sect.

Who are you?

The burly man with the bushy beard cursed under his breath, "Disloyal," before looking at the two people suspended in mid-air with a gloomy expression.

"Zhao Yuanming, you dare betray my Toad Poison Palace! The Fire Rock Sect will surely be destroyed!"

"Run! What are you waiting for?"

Lin Qingyu ignored the burly man's shouts and instead looked at the middle-aged man floating in mid-air.

"Senior...the poison in my body..."

Zhao Yuanming gave an awkward smile and cautiously asked.

"There's no poison here, get lost!"

Lin Qingyu waved her hand impatiently.

That was simply her using the characteristics of the Azure Phoenix Holy Body to add a trace of fire attribute energy to that candy.

Zhao Yuanming paused slightly, his divine sense sinking deep into his heart meridian to investigate. Sure enough, the wisp of fire-attribute energy that had originally been entrenched in his heart had vanished without a trace.

But it's too late to go back now.

The white-haired old man must have believed that he had betrayed the Toad Poison Palace, and that there was no place for him in the eastern region anymore.

Fortunately, the sect disciples had already dispersed and fled.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanming gave a bitter smile, turned to Lin Qingyu, bowed respectfully, and spoke with a complex tone:

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Before he finished speaking, a crimson light suddenly rose around him, transforming him into a streak of light that sped towards the horizon and disappeared into the depths of the clouds in an instant.

From then on, neither the Fire Rock Sect nor the sect leader's identity mattered anymore.

Going to find the lady~

See, they even have to thank us.

Lin Qingyu smiled slightly. Today was another day of doing good deeds!

"Fellow Daoist, I am an elder of the Toad Poison Palace..."

The burly man continued to chatter on, trying to resolve this inexplicable fight through communication.

Lin Qingyu gently raised her hand, palm facing down.

"Die!"

The fiery array instantly erupted.

Above the array, countless intricate flame runes lit up, layer upon layer, converging towards the center like a net.

One after another, blazing fire dragons burst forth from the cracks in the ground, slashing and slashing towards the burly man.

This is a low-grade fourth-order formation, the Earth Fire Refining Heaven Formation.

Faced with the overwhelming fire attack, the burly man's expression changed drastically.

Logically speaking, a low-grade fourth-order formation should not be able to trap a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, the cultivation technique of this cultivator surnamed Ding was precisely countered by the fire attribute. In addition, Lin Qingyu's spiritual power amplified the fire attribute energy. With this increase and decrease, this fourth-grade low-level formation was probably no less powerful than a fourth-grade mid-level or even high-level formation in the eyes of the opponent.

This is the wonderful use of attribute counters.

"Damn it!"

The burly man roared, his body surging with chilling spiritual energy as he attempted to condense several shields of icy ice in front of him.

But the moment the shield took shape, it was scorched by the oncoming crimson flames, and within a few breaths it turned into white mist and dissipated completely.

Of course, mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are not to be underestimated.

The ice around the giant man solidified again, and a white phantom several tens of feet tall appeared behind him, protecting him firmly within it.

Nascent Soul Dharma Form!

"You cannot kill me. Once the cultivators of my Toad Poison Palace arrive, you will surely die!"

Seeing the flames surrounding him unable to break through the Dharma Image, the burly man stared at the sky with a ferocious expression, his tone extremely arrogant.

Lin Qingyu did not reply, but simply watched the scene in silence.

Although her body refinement cultivation has broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, her Qi refining cultivation is still at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and she is unable to condense a Nascent Soul Dharma Image.

but!

Lin Qingyu closed her eyes tightly, and the fire-attribute energy around her began to gradually boil, with rings of crimson ripples spreading out from her body like a tide.

"Boom!"

A beam of crimson-gold light shot into the sky, piercing straight through the clouds.

Within the pillar of light, the faint silhouette of a giant flying bird could be seen flapping its wings and slowly unfolding, as if blotting out the sky and the sun.

"Hey~!"

The phantom of the firebird let out a clear and melodious phoenix cry, its long, narrow eyes looking down at the nascent soul in the formation with utter indifference.

It was as if a king were looking down upon his subjects, or a god were looking down upon ants.

This phantom was several times larger than the Nascent Soul Dharma Image below. Even before the blazing aura got close, it caused the Yin-cold Dharma Image to fluctuate constantly and teeter on the verge of collapse.

This is precisely the extraordinary phenomenon belonging to the Azure Phoenix Sacred Body—the Azure Phoenix True Spirit Appearance.

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