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

"Is Sect Leader Liu going to personally intervene?"

You showed no fear, casually tossing the identity token in your hand.

Liu Qingshan fell silent, looking at his distraught disciple below, and then thinking of the sect's most precious treasure, the Seven Hearts Glazed Lamp. His expression shifted between light and shadow.

Seeing this, you sighed inwardly.

In this world where strength reigns supreme, even a powerful background is insufficient to guarantee a decisive advantage when faced with tangible benefits.

"Since Sect Leader Liu is unable to make up his mind, then this junior will find someone to help you."

The smile on your face faded, and you stood up, cupping your hands in a gesture of respect towards the sky:

"Senior brother, please show yourself."

As the words fell, a clear, resonant sword cry grew louder as it approached, echoing across the heavens.

Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw that a man dressed in white was silently suspended in the air above the square.

He didn't exude the slightest aura, yet his entire being was like a peerless sword yet to be drawn, its sharpness seemingly capable of piercing the very soul, causing one's heart to tremble involuntarily.

The person who arrived was none other than your mysterious senior brother, the master of escape—Master Duanwang.

[Before setting off, you learned about the Seven Hearts Glazed Lamp from Lin Bufan. This item is not an offensive treasure, but a rare treasure that can help cultivators temper their mental state.]

The second realm of swordsmanship is called "Sword Heart Clarity." This realm is quite unique and can be divided into three smaller realms: Initial Awakening of the Sword Heart, Condensation of Intent into a Line, and Clear Mind Seeing the Sharpness of the Edge. It represents a continuous transformation of one's state of mind and places extremely stringent requirements on the swordsman's mental state.

Although the second realm of swordsmanship requires foundation building before further comprehension, you are determined to obtain the Seven-Hearted Glazed Lamp on this journey!

[So you relentlessly pursued her, using your charm and even your body, until you obtained Master Qingming Zhenren's password through Ling Shuanghua.]

However, this senior brother was no pushover. He initially refused to cooperate, but after you demonstrated your second-stage swordsmanship and learned what you needed, he readily agreed.

[In a mere seven years, you've broken through two realms of swordsmanship from an ordinary mortal. In the eyes of this pure swordsman, that's a far more worthwhile investment than your current peak Qi Refining cultivation.]

"This fellow Daoist..."

Liu Qingshan's expression changed, and he quickly stood up and bowed to the figure in mid-air.

"I am a disciple of True Person Qingming of the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect."

[The True Man of Delusion had a cold and aloof demeanor, and his voice was indifferent, yet it made Liu Qingshan's heart sink, and his breath almost caught in his throat.]

As a fellow Golden Core cultivator, he felt he was no match for his opponent.

"Senior brother~ This old man is trying to renege on his debt!"

Your untimely remark caused a cold sweat to quietly seep onto Liu Qingshan's forehead.

[Master Duanwang did not speak, but merely placed his indifferent gaze upon him.]

【"......"

[Bandits!]

[Liu Qingshan let out a helpless groan in his heart, knowing he couldn't fool anyone today. He gently brushed the ring on his fingertip, and a palm-sized, seven-colored lotus flower appeared, then slowly descended before you.]

[You unceremoniously put it into your storage bag, then looked at Lin Bufan, who was still in a daze, and your red lips moved slightly.]

Lin Bufan's lips twitched slightly, his expression full of helplessness.

But as if remembering something, he steeled himself and took a few steps forward, snatching the Flame Silk Umbrella from Liu Qingyue's hand, to her disbelief.

【"you!"】

Liu Qingyue's pretty face flushed crimson. She pointed at Lin Bufan, unable to utter a word for a long time, only to be elegantly ignored by him.

"Consider this magical artifact your apology from ten years ago."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyue fell silent.

Seeing this, Liu Qingshan hesitated, glancing at the white-clad man in mid-air out of the corner of his eye. He finally sighed silently and said nothing more.

"Let's go, junior brother."

[In high spirits, you accepted the Flame Silk Umbrella with a smile, even turning back to wink at Liu Qingyue, who was practically begging to be eaten.]

"Little Yueyue, I'll come see you again when I have time~"

[Pfft!]

[The moment you boarded the giant eagle, you vaguely heard someone coughing up blood...]

High in the sky, a man in white stands atop an eagle's head.

"Senior brother, I have a bad feeling about this. Why don't you walk with us a little longer?"

You looked at the other person pitifully, your fingertips carefully clutching the corner of your sleeve, your voice trembling slightly.

Lin Bufan, standing to the side, felt extremely distressed, but in front of a Golden Core cultivator, he chose to remain silent.

Looking at his frustrated expression, you blinked, and couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu about him, like a helpless husband.

[Originally, you weren't planning to join in the fun, since you still had three years to cultivate in this simulation. But you always felt that following the chosen one would bring unexpected gains, and this trip to the Seven Clouds Sect was the best example.]

In the previous simulations, Lin Bufan didn't mention a word about his family's troubles, suggesting there might be more to the story.

[News involving the chosen one of destiny is like a ticking time bomb, especially within Tianxuan County. It would be best to get to the bottom of this.]

"Where to?"

A calm voice came from ahead.

【"Fallen Phoenix City..."】

As soon as the words left your mouth, your heart skipped a beat; it seemed this person had some unpleasant memories from somewhere.

As expected, Master Duanwang glanced at you, his gaze clear and cold, as if trying to see through all your hidden thoughts.

You lowered your head, looking dejected.

[What I was really thinking was, are all ruthless sword cultivators really this handsome and cold? They seem really difficult to master...]

After a long pause, just when you thought the other person was about to refuse, a very soft voice came from ahead:

【"Um."】

【...】

In ancient times, there was a phoenix in the heavens named "Azure Phoenix," whose feathers burned with an inextinguishable flame, and whose cry could stabilize mountains and rivers.

At that time, demons from beyond the heavens descended. Qinghuang transformed herself into an array, drawing upon heavenly fire to incinerate the evil spirits, ultimately succumbing to her exhaustion.

[Fallen Phoenix City is said to be the place where Azure Phoenix perished, but the era is too ancient to verify.]

Legend has it that many peerless experts once came to search for it, but all came up empty-handed. To this day, it remains just one of countless myths and legends.

Now that you've returned to Fallen Phoenix City, your state of mind is completely different.

Not long ago, he was just an ant among the masses, but now he stands atop a giant beast, looking down at the terrified kneelings of mortals, yet he feels no superiority, only a calm and serene indifference.

At this moment, you suddenly recall a rather inappropriate saying: "The strong should ruthlessly humiliate the weak!"

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