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

Despite their large numbers, the Blood Rat clan remains extremely difficult to find within the vast and boundless territory of the Beast Mountain Range.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and you had only managed to kill a few dozen lone blood rats. Just as you were about to rest for a while, a faint voice suddenly rang in your ears:

"Have you heard?"

【"Um?"】

You frowned slightly, extending your divine sense to its maximum range, but found nothing.

The ethereal voice, seemingly descending from the heavens, continued:

[“About a hundred miles to the north, a large group of men in black are besieging and killing disciples of the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect. There are also many large, red rats at the scene!”]

You stopped in your tracks, lost in thought, and finally your gaze fell upon the words on the screen—Whispers of the Clouds.

"Keep heading north, and you follow."

Before the words were even finished, you said no more. With a light tap of your toes, your flying sword was drawn with a clang, carrying you away as a streak of light, tearing through the night sky and heading straight north.

The three teammates watched helplessly as your figure disappeared into the night, with only one thought in their minds: their star player has run away...

【...】

The cold moon hung high in the sky, and a light drizzle began to fall from the heavens.

[More than ten disciples of the Tianxuan Sword Sect leaned against the precipice, their robes stained with blood. Not far away lay several corpses dressed in the sect's attire. Dark shadows loomed all around, and swarms of blood rats converged from all directions like a tide, the stench of blood filling the air.]

In the dense forest not far from the cliff, several figures dressed in black stood silently like ghosts, each holding a gray-white bone flute, their gazes coldly fixed on the scene.

"Senior Brother Chen, what should we do?"

A young boy staggered to his knees, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, yet his longsword remained firmly pointed at the swarm of rats.

Upon hearing this, the young man standing at the front of the crowd looked up at the sky not far away.

Two figures were locked in fierce combat amidst the clouds, sword light and malevolent winds clashing, spiritual pressure exploding, and the clouds churning and swirling.

"We're out of ideas."

A look of helplessness crossed the young man's face; the Foundation Establishment cultivators who had come to provide support were now entangled.

"It's just death, are you all afraid?"

No one answered, but the humming of the longsword behind them spoke volumes—we sword cultivators, what is there to fear in a battle?

Seeing this, the young man smiled nonchalantly and took a step forward.

Just as he was about to order the attack, a sudden flash of light appeared in the night sky not far away, illuminating the heavens.

Several fireballs, as bright as blazing suns, appeared out of thin air and then crashed down. The ground cracked, lava splattered everywhere, and a dozen elite blood rats were instantly reduced to ashes.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure in white gracefully descended, the embers of flame still flickering at their fingertips.

This is the true power a fully mastered technique should possess!

Satisfied, you extinguished the flame in your hand, drew your longsword from its sheath, and glanced sideways at the stunned people behind you:

"Simply form a protective array to safeguard yourself."

Before the words were even finished, you had already transformed into a swift, blurry figure, darting into the swarm of blood rats.

"Senior Brother Chen...who is this personal disciple?"

[They naturally recognize the attire of a direct disciple, but your appearance hasn't spread. After all, aside from the grand competition, you spent most of this simulation period in seclusion.]

"She is the Grand Elder's newly accepted personal disciple, having only been in the sect for five years."

The kneeling boy stared intently at your figure, his eyes filled with an almost fanatical adoration.

Five years!

This number silenced the disciples; among them, even the one who had been in the sect for at least ten years had been there.

Watching her graceful figure effortlessly navigating the countless blood rats, they felt for the first time the stark difference between geniuses and ordinary people.

[The blood rats are numerous, but their weaknesses are also very obvious. They are all mid-to-late stage Qi Refining demonic beasts, making it difficult for them to break through your physical defenses.]

You don't even need to worry about their attacks; just harvest them to your heart's content.

"Damn it, who is this woman?"

Seeing you harvest the rats like mowing grass, several figures in black in the forest suddenly turned pale, their eyes flashing with coldness.

They can indeed control the blood rats briefly, but once these bloodthirsty beasts begin to attack, their bloodlust kicks in, and they become completely unresponsive to commands.

Seeing the blood rats fall one by one beneath your longsword, they could no longer sit still.

Under the moonlight, several dark figures silently approached the battlefield.

At this moment, you can no longer care about elegance; your white clothes are completely stained with blood.

[But your eyes are filled only with killing intent, your gaze shining brightly amidst the blood rain. The longsword in your hand seems to resonate with your very being, each swing carrying the force to tear through the air, its sword aura growing ever more chilling and sharp, unstoppable.]

It'll be here soon! It'll be here soon!

Your emotions are becoming increasingly agitated.

"Be careful, senior sister!"

The few cultivators struggling on the cliff edge, still focused on you, suddenly cried out in alarm. Two dark figures had silently circled behind you, their hands flashing with a cold light.

These individuals' stealth techniques are truly remarkable; even the blood rat swarm couldn't detect them.

[But under the protection of your divine sense, which far surpasses the peak of Qi Refining, that concealment technique is utterly useless.]

【"Sizzle!"】

The cold light pierced your body without any surprise, but the next moment, the two men in black's ferocious smiles froze on their faces; they hadn't even felt the sharp blade pierce their flesh.

【"die!"】

A cold voice rang out from behind them. They turned around hastily, only to see a flash of cold light cleaving through the night, instantly engulfing everything.

After swiftly and decisively slicing the two in half at the waist, you vanished again into the swarm of blood rats.

[We've been discovered!]

The remaining men in black felt a sense of foreboding; it seemed they had seriously misjudged your fighting strength.

[Having fought the rat horde for so long, his spiritual energy shows no signs of depletion, and his perception far exceeds expectations, not to mention his extremely strange movement techniques...]

Is this really just a Qi Refining stage cultivator?

"This idea is too difficult, let's retreat!"

One of the men in black gave a low, sharp shout and retreated rapidly away from the swarm of rats.

"Can we evacuate?"

[Your cold laughter rang out beside him. Without a second thought, he unleashed his peak Qi Refining power, instantly forming a black palm print in his hand and slamming it towards him.]

"The Frostbite Palm!"

"Good timing."

[Your eyes lit up, and instead of retreating, you advanced, making no unnecessary movements, and slashed out with your sword to meet the murderous palm print!]

[Buzz!]

That lingering, unfathomable spark of inspiration finally coalesced into a line of sword intent as clear as water.

After unleashing the sword, the previous excitement vanished, leaving not a single distracting thought.

At this moment, you feel the world is clear and bright, as if your heart and sword are one, and your will follows the sword.

This is the state of perfect swordsmanship!

The palm print that had previously been able to withstand the sword light vanished instantly, like ice melting away.

【"Hiss~"】

The man in black's pupils contracted sharply; before he could react, you had already flashed past him like lightning.

The next instant, a perfectly shaped head flew into the air behind you...

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