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

"Hehehe~ Today I finally..."

The demonic figure slowly rose into the sky, spreading its arms as if savoring the beauty of freedom.

However...

Before the words were even finished, a crimson streak of light fell from the sky, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, and crashed straight down on its head.

The demon's pupils shrank sharply, and its demonic energy surged wildly, instantly condensing into a pitch-black protective shield.

"Boom!"

"Snap!"

The crimson light slammed into the demonic energy shield, which couldn't even withstand a moment before shattering into pieces like a mirror.

The next moment, a fair hand emerged from the black mist, breaking through the layers of demonic energy protection, and grabbed the demonic shadow's neck like an iron clamp.

It struggled to raise its head and met a pair of eyes as cold as frost.

"you..."

The shadow demon's question was uttered in a single word before it was slammed to the ground by an irresistible force.

Two figures crashed down like meteorites, plunging straight down the cliff.

"boom!"

"boom!!"

"boom!!!"

A series of louder roars echoed from the bottom of the cliff, eventually fading into silence amidst a cloud of dust.

A moment later, the smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the scene inside.

The young man knelt on one knee at the bottom of the pit, with a broken figure constantly emanating black demonic energy pressing down on him, and low, hoarse breaths coming from his throat.

Lin Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly. Although she did not use the Azure Phoenix Sacred Body, she did not hold back at all in this attack. Even an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would have no chance of survival after taking such a blow.

The demon race's vitality is indeed powerful.

"Human ants!"

The demonic voice changed completely, as if descending from the heavens, becoming incredibly ethereal. Its eyes, which had originally glowed with purple flames, now transformed into two black specks of light.

"How dare you humiliate me like this! On the day I descend to earth, I will surely use you as a sacrifice to my flag!"

"I have remembered your aura..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic shadow slowly dissipated, and Li Xinglan's body turned to ashes along with it.

What the hell?

Even when Liu Guanzhi had refined that arm, this situation never occurred. She only stepped on the other party's foot, why did it have to come to this?

Moreover... that arm probably doesn't belong to the demon who called himself "Emperor" just now, otherwise it wouldn't only have this much strength.

A clone?

Lin Qingyu rubbed her forehead. What kind of situation is this?

but...

You remembered her scent, didn't you?

Lin Qingyu's somewhat guilty gaze involuntarily fell upon the distant mountain peak. Brother Nangong, good luck to you...

She stopped thinking about it, looked away, and walked towards the dilapidated altar.

The altar is half-buried in the rubble, and ancient array patterns can still be vaguely seen among them.

Lin Qingyu stroked her chin and observed for a moment, then a red light appeared under her feet, and she stepped down.

She is a body-refining cultivator and not skilled in formations!

The broken runes on the altar surface suddenly lit up, attempting to resist, but they completely collapsed under this incredibly violent blow.

"Boom!"

Pebbles flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

The altar was violently broken open, revealing a deep pit.

At the bottom of the pit, a gray arm bound by several chains lay quietly, devoid of any former power.

Lin Qingyu leaped down, and as soon as her toes touched the bottom of the pit, a bone-chilling cold shot up from the soles of her feet, slowing down the flow of spiritual energy throughout her body.

Judging from the dilapidated state of the surrounding formations, this altar has clearly existed for an extremely long time. Yet, even after being sealed for countless years, a single severed arm still retains a chilling aura.

Demons are truly terrifying creatures.

Lin Qingyu waved her hand lightly, and several blood-red sword beams shot out.

"Clang, clang~"

The long-rotten chains snapped instantly.

In the next instant, she flashed and put the severed arm into her system space.

Such a dangerous thing is best suppressed by a righteous fairy like her.

She stood with her hands behind her back at the altar, gazing at the hazy sky above, feeling the red scarf on her chest... no, it was the responsibility on her shoulders that grew heavier and heavier...

In the first round of the official competition, Lin Qingyu won the victory with an absolutely crushing record.

Then, tomorrow it came again with an unexpected surprise.

Nangong Jie has forfeited.

The Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty also abstained.

The Purple Cloud Dynasty won the victory, but on this joyous day, a certain white-haired girl was not happy. She felt that she had lost hundreds of millions!

......

It was three months later when I set foot on Fengming Mountain.

Despite some unexpected events in the competition, the Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty still kept its promise, and the rewards were delivered to her on time.

When Lin Qingyu pushed open the stone door engraved with phoenix and luan patterns, the erotic scene before her eyes still made her nose feel hot.

A woman of stunning beauty was half-submerged in a pool of blood, the water barely reaching her shoulders. With each breath, a glimpse of dazzling white skin rose from her chest.

Perhaps someone's gaze was too intense, for the woman slowly opened her eyes, and those dignified eyes met hers directly.

Lin Qingyu looked away somewhat guiltily, but after a moment, she looked back openly.

Because she suddenly remembered that no one could judge her for spying anymore!

Seeing the increasingly audacious gaze of the white-haired girl, Feng Qianyue frowned slightly; she felt that something was amiss.

"Gulp~!"

As a clear sound of swallowing saliva rang out, everything in the blood pool seemed to freeze.

"Heh~"

Feng Qianyue chuckled softly, a playful smile curving her red lips.

"The disciples of the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect have certainly broadened my horizons."

She tilted her head back slightly, letting the pool water slide down her slender neck and finally fall into a sinful abyss.

"What, do you want to come over and take a closer look?"

Lin Qingyu instinctively reached out to step forward, but suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The person in front of me is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Moreover, based on the information she had previously gathered, a ruthless character who could kill her sister-in-law without hesitation would certainly not have a good temper.

"Senior is too kind. I was simply momentarily stunned because I had never seen such a place with such abundant spiritual energy before."

Lin Qingyu greeted him with a cupped-hand salute, her attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

She was simply appreciating it; after all, she had one herself now, so it wasn't anything special!

"Really? That's a pity..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qianyue's figure slowly disappeared into the blood pool.

pity?

What a pity?

These words instantly made the white-haired girl feel extremely anxious.

Come back and explain yourself! What exactly is it that you regret?

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