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

[A fleeting moment of pleasure.]

Seven days later, you finally caught up with the second group that left and returned to the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect, along with a little tail that you couldn't shake off.

Upon returning to her sect and witnessing this scene, Ling Shuanghua was furious, brandishing her claws and gesticulating wildly as if a beautiful flower had been stuck in cow dung.

[You seem to have a very open-minded view. Although Lin Bufan's current cultivation level is insufficient because he hasn't broken through that secret technique yet, it won't help you improve your spiritual root, and your spiritual energy can't break through for the time being.]

But to be honest, sometimes being in a good mood can actually speed up your cultivation.

[It must be said that the chosen one here is also exceptionally talented in certain aspects; their skills are getting better and better, providing a very enjoyable experience.]

The person who surprised you was Zhou Xiaonuan. This girl comes to your place every few days. If you hadn't tested her and found she didn't have any strange ideas, you would have really thought she was...

Two years passed in the midst of intensive training.

[In the cave dwelling of a direct disciple, on a messy stone bed.]

You leaned softly against Lin Bufan's chest, your breath slightly ragged, your eyes unfocused. You looked as if you had just been pulled from the water, your hair clinging to your forehead and the red marks on your neck.

"Hehe~ Senior sister..."

Lin Bufan's brows furrowed with smugness.

【"explain."】

You glanced at him lazily, completely ignoring his smugness, and uttered a single word listlessly.

After so many experiences, you've lost the will to compete in this area.

Why does Senior Sister prefer to do this during the day?

【"......"

Because Mom needs to cultivate tonight!

You rolled your eyes, closed them, and didn't answer the question.

【"Senior sister..."】

Lin Bufan's voice became much more serious.

"I will be leaving the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect for a while in three days."

【"Um?"】

You open your eyes, a look of confusion on your face.

But deep down you know very well that the other person is probably going to keep that "ten-year promise."

"Senior Sister Lin, you and I were tested on our spiritual roots together in Imperial Sword City. Have you ever heard of the Lin family in Falling Phoenix City?"

"Of course I know. It's said that the Lin family's third young master has a ten-year engagement with the daughter of the Seven Clouds Sect's leader..."

[You stopped mid-sentence, as if suddenly remembering something, and your eyes, as clear as autumn water, stared intently at Lin Bufan.]

"Could that third young master of the Lin family be you?"

【"Forehead..."】

Lin Bufan, defeated by your gaze, nodded awkwardly.

"Good! That damned Seven Clouds Sect dared to bully my junior brother, they must be taught a lesson!"

Seeing the indignation on your face, Lin Bufan felt a warmth in his heart.

Ten years have passed. Although the humiliation he felt back then has faded somewhat with the passage of time, he has never been able to completely let go of it, and there is no one he can confide in about his resentment.

[Unexpectedly, this usually quiet and aloof senior sister, who rarely speaks except when she's on her bed, would speak up for herself without even asking why.]

"Senior sister, my departure from the sect this time is for the sake of this ten-year agreement."

Upon hearing this, the corners of your eyes slightly turned upwards.

[Over the past two years, although you have engaged in dual cultivation on numerous occasions, it has remained limited to this practice; you have rarely discussed anything outside of cultivation.]

[Lin Bufan didn't mention this to you during the previous simulations.]

You subtly observed his expression and realized one thing: this kid wanted you to go with him.

As for why your attitude changed so drastically, the only reason is your strength.

[Your current strength has reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining and the advanced stage of the first level of Body Refinement.]

[He has achieved minor mastery of the secret technique "Mirror Flower, Water Moon," major mastery of the Fireball technique, and most importantly, he has reached the second realm of swordsmanship, "Sword Heart Clarity."]

Even a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining would find it difficult to withstand a second sword strike from you without some special techniques.

[After all, the Qi Refining stage has a limited time frame, and most cultivators are focused on improving their cultivation level. Few cultivators can achieve such versatility during the Qi Refining stage.]

This is true invincible Qi cultivation!

"Let your senior sister come with you; I'm worried about you going alone."

You reached out and wrapped your arms around his lean waist, tilted your head back, and a hint of heartache flashed in your eyes.

[A ten-year promise sounds intriguing; traveling with the chosen one might even lead to unexpected opportunities.]

[My senior sister really cares about me!]

Lin Bufan, looking touched, readily agreed, then immediately rolled over and pinned you down again.

【"???"】

You look up at the man above you, completely bewildered.

"Senior sister, let me pamper you a little more."

【...】

Three days later, you followed Lin Bufan out of the cave, your face rosy.

This isn't because it's too moisturizing!

Instead... your gaze falls upon the light screen before you, where, under the Secret Techniques section, "Twin Radiant Spirit Transformation Chapter" has clearly reached the Lesser Completion stage.

The "Night Owl" perk finally activated; you'd almost forgotten about it!

["Night Owl: There's a very small chance you'll have an epiphany when you cultivate at night."]

For three whole days, Lin Bufan pestered you day and night, but fortunately, you weren't blinded by lust. Even though it wasn't very effective, the secret technique was running the whole time.

Heaven rewards those who persevere!

[So you suddenly felt much better, which is the real reason for your rosy complexion.]

"Senior sister, shall we rent a spirit beast?"

The Seven Clouds Sect is not far from Falling Phoenix City, only about two hundred miles away. Traveling from the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect to Imperial Sword City by ordinary flying boat would take no more than half a month.

Therefore, renting a spirit beast for direct flight is indeed the most convenient method.

[You had no objections, and tossed him the token of personal discipleship.]

"Personal disciples may rent Foundation Establishment stage demonic beasts."

Seeing Lin Bufan's puzzled expression, you raised your chin and smiled smugly, your words tinged with a hint of arrogance.

Your unusually lively behavior left Lin Bufan momentarily stunned, and he unconsciously reached out and pinched your cheek.

[Smack!]

[You get angry, and you slap him hard on the back of the head with a big shovel.]

Lin Bufan chuckled awkwardly, scratched the back of his head, and quickly left the cave.

He's gone too far!

【...】

The Seven Clouds Sect was originally just an obscure Foundation Establishment sect.

About thirty years ago, Liu Qingshan, the sect leader of the Seven Clouds Sect, broke through to the early stage of the Golden Core realm. Only then did he gain some reputation in the Falling Phoenix City area and acquire the qualification to recruit some disciples.

By sheer coincidence, Lin Bufan ended up going to his sect to have his spiritual roots tested, becoming one of its members, which led to the events that followed.

The Seven Clouds Sect's main gate is located within the Cloudy Mountains.

The entire sect is situated atop a majestic peak, with pavilions and towers built in a harmonious and orderly fashion, taking advantage of the natural terrain.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, the glazed eaves of the buildings appeared and disappeared, and occasionally disciples would fly by on their swords, vanishing into the depths of the mountain mist in an instant. The interplay of light and shadow created an atmosphere reminiscent of immortals.

The Seven Clouds Sect is unusually lively today.

The giant plaza atop the mountain was teeming with people, while on the mountainside, numerous individuals in diverse attire sped along, all converging on the summit.

Today is the 500th birthday of the Seven Clouds Sect Master, and most of the guests have come to offer their congratulations.

As for the so-called ten-year agreement, very few people pay attention to it.

At this moment, on the high platform at the head of the square, an elderly man with white hair and beard, his face radiant, smiled and nodded to the guests who had come to offer their congratulations.

A moment later, he looked at the woman in green sitting gracefully to the side.

"Qingyue, we can begin."

Seeing that it was almost time, the old man nodded to the woman beside him.

"Yes, Master."

Upon seeing this, the woman immediately rose, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and with a few graceful leaps, arrived in the center of the square, where she spoke loudly:

【"today..."】

The two words had barely left his lips when a loud eagle's cry shattered the festive atmosphere in the square.

Looking up, a dark shadow streaked across the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it was already hovering above the square.

The oppressive aura of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator crashed down like a mountain, instantly turning the once orderly plaza into chaos, with people and horses stumbling and falling.

The woman in the center of the square was kneeling on one knee, barely managing to stay upright.

Only then did everyone realize that the newcomer was a giant black eagle, its feathers as hard as iron, its eyes like torches, and its body shrouded in a fierce gale.

What truly awe-inspired were the two figures perched proudly on the back of the giant eagle.

The leader wore a pristine white robe, its hem spotless. His cascading black hair was held in place only by a single silver jade hairpin, devoid of any other adornment. Yet, he exuded an aura of refined elegance that instantly silenced the clamor of the room.

The black-clad youth beside her swept his gaze across the plaza like a blade, finally fixing it on the slightly disheveled woman in green below. He suddenly grinned.

"Liu Qingyue, the ten-year promise, I, Lin Bufan, have arrived!"

...