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

Who is Lin Bufan?

"I remember now, it's that number one genius who was expelled from the Seven Clouds Sect ten years ago. It's said that his meridians were completely destroyed back then."

"I heard he made some kind of ten-year agreement with Prince Liu."

The square was abuzz with discussion, and the old man on the high platform, none other than Liu Qingshan, the sect leader of the Seven Clouds Sect, had an extremely grim expression.

He initially intended to seize the person immediately, but upon recognizing the woman's attire, he withdrew his hand halfway through its movement.

[Within Tianxuan County, who could pretend not to recognize the attire of a direct disciple of the Tianxuan Sword Sect?]

"May I ask what brings you two here?"

When Liu Qingshan opened his eyes again, the anger in them had dissipated, and his powerful aura silenced the plaza once more.

The importance of Golden Core cultivators cannot be ignored, no matter where they are.

Following Lin Bufan's gaze, you see a woman with flowing black hair and eyes like autumn water. Even though she was suppressed by the power of a late-stage Foundation Establishment demon beast, she still stood tall, displaying a dignified and awe-inspiring demeanor.

[It seems he's not just a bully who uses his power, but someone with lofty ambitions...]

You observed her for a moment, noticing that even as she knelt on the ground in a disheveled state, she still stared at the two of you with unwavering eyes. In the end, you mentally labeled her a "frog in a well."

After all, even a prodigy like you still has to diligently cultivate your skills and keep a low profile.

She's not bad-looking, but she's too emotional.

Upon hearing the elder at the head of the table ask a question, you tossed out a black token and declared loudly:

"This junior is Lin Qingyu, a direct disciple of the Fighting Sword Peak of the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect, and my master is True Person Qingming."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingshan's hand trembled almost imperceptibly as he received the token.

【Master Qingming!】

[The Grand Elder of Fighting Sword Peak, a peak Golden Core cultivator...]

We can't afford to offend them.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan's face revealed a kind smile. A gentle spiritual force sent the token back along its original path, and then he waved his hand.

"Haha! Since you are a esteemed disciple of True Master Qingming, you are an honored guest of my Seven Clouds Sect. Would you please take a seat and join us in the ceremony?"

He recognized Lin Bufan, but subconsciously ignored it.

In his view, even if the other party's meridians had been repaired, it would be impossible for her to catch up with Liu Qingyue, whom the Seven Clouds Sect had been nurturing with all its might, in just ten years.

"No need!"

[You revealed your identity to ensure a fairer competition; the way everyone in the square looks at you has changed. There will never be a shortage of sycophants in this world.]

You stepped back, allowing Lin Bufan to stand in the front position.

"This is my junior brother, Lin Bufan, who has come for our ten-year agreement."

Liu Qingshan's smile froze, and he finally turned his gaze to him. After taking a deep breath, he forced a smile.

"Extraordinary, back then..."

"Master!"

The oppressive aura of the demonic beast had subsided, and the woman in the center of the plaza abruptly stood up, her gaze fixed on the two figures above the giant eagle. Her eyes held a complex mix of emotions: doubt, anger, but no remorse.

Liu Qingyue slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, only pure fighting spirit remained in them.

"Lin Bufan, come and fight!"

【"etc."】

Just as Lin Bufan was about to agree, you interrupted him with a light laugh.

"Ten years ago, you humiliated my junior brother like that. Are you trying to pretend nothing happened?"

"What are you going to do?"

Liu Qingyue tilted her head back and stood ramrod straight.

"A gamble with your life."

Your eyes, which had been filled with a smile, suddenly turned cold, and you uttered two words lightly.

"No!"

Before she could answer, Liu Qingshan on the platform could no longer remain seated.

Although he broke through to the Golden Core stage, he only succeeded by risking his life on the verge of death, severely damaging his lifespan; he has at most a hundred years left to live.

Liu Qingyue possesses inferior dual spiritual roots and is the future hope of the Seven Clouds Sect.

[You never intended to completely anger a Golden Core cultivator, and seeing that Liu Qingyue's words were choked back, you seized the opportunity to speak:]

"We must give Senior Liu face, so how about we compromise and use the Seven Hearts Glazed Lamp of the Seven Clouds Sect as the wager?"

Lin Bufan, who had initially wanted to interject, immediately shut his mouth. He understood that his senior sister was no pushover and was determined to take a bite out of the Seven Clouds Sect today.

Seeing his hesitation, you glanced around meaningfully and casually said:

"Does Sect Master Liu perhaps believe that the most outstanding young women cultivated by your entire sect are no match for an ordinary inner disciple of my Heavenly Profound Sword Sect?"

"Master, your disciple has received it!"

[Liu Qingyue's eyes were filled with pleading.]

Seeing this, Liu Qingshan pinched the bridge of his nose, gave you a deep look, and then his tone became much colder.

"We hope that Lin will keep his word."

"Of course. If my junior brother loses, we'll leave without a word and guarantee we won't cause any more trouble over this matter."

You smiled slightly, gently patted Lin Bufan's shoulder, and whispered in his ear:

"Junior brother, if you win, your senior sister will let you win..."

【! ! ! 】

Lin Bufan's body trembled, and the fighting spirit in his eyes rose to a new level.

What is your relationship with him?

Seeing the intimate posture of the two of you, Liu Qingyue, who had been silent below, suddenly turned her gaze to you.

【"A Daoist partner, perhaps~"

You blinked, giving Xiao Fanzi plenty of face.

Upon hearing this, Lin Bufan straightened his back and glanced disdainfully at the woman below.

"Great, very good!"

[Liu Qingyue stared at you through gritted teeth.]

"Lin Bufan has been defeated. Do you dare to fight me?"

"Ignorant and arrogant."

You let out a cold laugh.

The next moment, Liu Qingyue felt a gentle breeze on her face. When she came to her senses, she found a fair, jade-like hand lightly resting on her shoulder.

Liu Qingyue felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave; she sensed that if she made the slightest move, she would be killed without a trace.

【"Heh~"】

You smiled and patted her stiff shoulder, then slowly walked towards the platform.

At this moment, the white figure atop the giant eagle slowly dissipated...

Even after you sat down, Liu Qingyue hadn't recovered from the overwhelming fear of being unable to control herself, and a bitter feeling welled up in her heart.

Is this what true genius is?

She could tell you hadn't broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage, yet a mere Qi Refining cultivator could so easily control her life and death. This sense of powerlessness was more frustrating than being defeated by a stronger opponent.

[You winked at Lin Bufan atop the giant eagle, clearly in a good mood, and whispered:]

"Junior brother, your senior sister has helped you break through her mental barriers, so hurry up and knead her to your heart's content!"

【"......"

Lin Bufan's lips twitched slightly. Defeating Liu Qingyue fair and square was his original intention, but now... it seemed rather satisfying.

"Liu Qingyue, it's been ten years. Let me see who this 'trash' you called back then really is!"

Lin Bufan leaped down from the giant eagle, his body crashing to the ground like a falling star.

[A burst of black light erupted from his hand, and a massive black sword materialized out of thin air, slashing down towards Liu Qingyue, who was still stunned below.]

Before the sword even arrived, the blue bricks beneath their feet crumbled inch by inch!

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