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

Six months later.

"Chase them! Chase after them for me!"

"That girl went into the mountains, don't let her get away!"

"You dare kill my horse? You're asking for death!"

An angry shout came from behind, and a figure in a long blue dress was leisurely walking through the woods, occasionally launching a sudden attack and throwing out several powerful fireballs.

"Boom boom boom~!"

Explosions continued to echo through the forest.

After a while, the young man at the forefront finally realized something was wrong; the sound of wind breaking behind him was getting less and less.

He suddenly stopped and turned around to look.

A streak of azure light hovered just ten feet away, and at her feet lay several familiar figures lying haphazardly.

"You, you, you!"

The young man pointed at her, his lips trembling for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

Seeing her approach, the young man panicked and hurriedly shouted:

"I am the young sect master of the Flowing Cloud Sect, and my father is a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator!"

The girl remained calm and unmoved.

"My father is a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"Fairy, spare my life!"

"Bang!"

After a muffled thud, the forest fell completely silent.

Lin Qingyu slowly lowered her body, casually waved her hand, used her spiritual power to lift up several figures, and turned to continue walking into the deep mountains.

This is the third job she's done in the last six months.

The first step is to anger those arrogant and domineering second-generation immortals.

The second step is to capture them alive.

The third step is to lure the powerful members of the opposing sect to come and kill her, and then take the opportunity to enter the opposing sect and plunder its treasure vault.

Of course, Lin Qingyu is a righteous fairy with principles, and she never easily takes action against those righteous forces with excellent reputations.

This place is called Liangyi City, located at the border of Zhongzhou and Xuanhuangzhou, and is not directly governed by any major power. As a result, countless small and medium-sized sects, aristocratic families, merchant guilds, and even independent cultivation groups have taken root and established themselves here.

Exploiting visiting cultivators is commonplace; some even practice demonic arts, causing havoc in the region.

As a cultivator with a strong sense of justice, Lin Qingyu naturally wouldn't stand idly by.

Although the first two votes only yielded around 40 million spirit crystals, the amount of spirit stones and magical artifacts was too great to calculate.

But she still went to great lengths and chose to pull off one more heist.

"Let's spread the word."

After arriving at a secluded cave, Lin Qingyu tossed out a storage bag.

In the darkness, a withered hand silently reached out and caught it steadily.

"Whoosh~"

The next moment, a black streak of light sped away into the distance, completing a righteous transaction without any communication.

With a light tap of her fingertip, Lin Qingyu sealed off the spiritual power of the figures behind her, then casually tossed them into the depths of the cave.

In Liangyi City, as long as you pay enough spirit stones, someone will do anything for you, and their reputation is excellent...

......

"Have you heard?"

"That witch has struck again, this time against the young sect master of the Flowing Cloud Sect!"

"Really? The sect leader of Liuyun Sect is at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, and there is also an early-Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect."

"It's true!"

Inside a restaurant, a burly man sat by the window drinking. Hearing the whispers around him, she curled her lip in disdain.

What witch? A bunch of scoundrels!

"That's absolutely right!"

The burly man raised his wine bowl in agreement.

"Furthermore, she declared that she would fight the sect leader of the Flowing Cloud Sect to the death, to uphold justice!"

"Is this really true?"

"Brother, please take a seat. That place is not worthy of you."

Several cultivators echoed this sentiment and ushered the burly man to the center. One of the more perceptive among them immediately poured him a bowl of fine wine.

Lin Qingyu accepted all comers' requests and began fabricating stories, talking nonsense, and spouting off without thinking.

After a long while, a shifty-eyed figure slowly walked out of the crowd.

Lin Qingyu withdrew her gaze from the corner of her eye, a slight smile playing on her lips, and then slammed her hand on the table:

"It was a dark and stormy night, and the witch..."

"Uncle, that witch did indeed say she wanted to fight you head-on; I heard it with my own ears."

Inside the main hall, the shifty-eyed man spoke with unwavering conviction:

"Moreover, the news has already spread throughout the city, and we must respond, otherwise we will have no authority whatsoever in Liangyi City."

A middle-aged man dressed in black sat at the head of the table. He frowned slightly and did not respond directly, but looked at the woman beside him.

"Madam, what do you think?"

"Luring the tiger away from the mountain."

The woman remained calm, but her words showed no sign of panic.

"Those two sects fell for this trick before, but it was hard to defend against because it was also a calculated move. We can't give up Yun'er."

"What should we do?"

The middle-aged man tapped lightly on the armrest and said in a deep voice:

"Are we just supposed to let her lead us by the nose?"

"My husband need not be troubled."

The woman smiled calmly.

"That witch made her move twice after the Nascent Soul cultivators left the sect. If she truly had the ability to crush them, why would she be so cautious? This shows that her cultivation is at most at the early Nascent Soul stage."

She slowly stood up, looked out of the hall, and spoke with confidence.

"Our Flowing Cloud Sect has two Nascent Soul cultivators and a protective formation. My husband, go ahead with peace of mind. I will stay here and ensure that even if she is a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, she will not return alive!"

"Haha, good, good, good!"

The middle-aged man clapped his hands and laughed.

"Since you are so confident, Madam, then I shall set off now and rescue Yun'er as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, my husband!"

"Madam, be careful!"

The shifty-eyed man watched the two of them quietly as they went back and forth.

"Whoosh~"

As a streak of light flashed out, the hall fell silent once more.

"Is there anything else?"

The woman frowned slightly as she looked at the man who was still standing there, stunned.

She disliked this nephew very much. He was idle and his cultivation aptitude was very average. She estimated that he would never be able to break through to the Golden Core stage in this lifetime.

The man shrank back, his eyes filled with fear, and whispered:

"Aunt, there's something else I forgot to mention."

"What is it?"

The woman sat back in the main seat, her tone extremely impatient.

"That... is a huge secret, to prevent eavesdroppers..."

As the man spoke, he slowly approached the seat of honor.

"Then you can inform me telepathically."

The woman's eyes flickered slightly.

"good..."

Before she could finish speaking, a streak of crimson light appeared in front of the woman as if by teleportation, and delivered a merciless punch.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, the woman reacted quickly, immediately activating her protective spiritual shield.

"Snap!"

After a crisp crack, it was a foregone conclusion.

The protective shield in front of the woman shattered instantly under that terrifying punch, and a hand shot out like lightning, gripping her neck tightly.

It’s over.

The woman felt a chill in her heart.

This person is actually a Nascent Soul level body cultivator!

Once subdued at close range, there's no way to turn the tide.

Just as Lin Qingyu was preparing to use some methods to interrogate her, the woman slowly slid to her knees, her tone sincere:

"My lord, resources are but external possessions. I entrust them all to you and swear that I will never seek revenge. I hope you will spare my life."

Lin Qingyu looked at her silently, subtly retracting her "Madam, you don't want this either..."

It's hard to reconcile her current image with her confident demeanor just moments before.

But as I said before:

Those who understand the times are wise!

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