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

You nodded slightly, and the next moment, without warning, you threw a punch at his head, creating a sonic boom.

【"when--!"】

The fist slammed into a black shield that suddenly appeared, its runes flashing brightly, and a sharp, metallic clang tore through the air.

With your current physical body, you can withstand a high-grade magic weapon without taking damage, and even top-grade magic weapons cannot break through your defenses in a short time.

[It can only be said that anything produced by a chosen one is bound to be of high quality. The "Taiyin Xuan Shu Lianxing Zhenjing" is definitely among the top-tier body-refining techniques.]

"The response is good."

You withdrew your hand with considerable regret. If the other party couldn't even withstand that punch, there was no point in cooperating.

【"hehe..."】

Han Xuan's Adam's apple bobbed as he quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

[It's true he can sense killing intent, but your attack just now didn't reveal any murderous intent at all.]

Han Xuan wanted to slap himself right now. He had revealed his trump card so easily. He really needed to change this habit of showing off whenever he saw a beautiful woman.

You glanced at him without saying a word; controlling killing intent is far too easy for a sword cultivator.

【"kill!"】

Just as the battle below was drawing to a close, the cultivators lying in ambush could no longer remain still, and shouts of battle erupted.

"Let's go!"

[You're not going to wait around waiting for them to come to you. After all, those big shots want a quick victory, so you'll have to do your best to satisfy them.]

With a flick of his wrist, a blood-red longsword appeared.

The sword is long and narrow, covered with unknown floral patterns. Its spine has fine grooves that emit a faint red glow when infused with spiritual energy.

[You only concealed the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect's techniques, not your identity as a sword cultivator. This sword was found for you by Bai Shouzhuo; its name is Broken Rainbow.]

[It is said to have been reforged from a damaged magical artifact. Although it has lost its spiritual essence, its sharpness far surpasses that of ordinary top-tier magical artifacts, and its red glow also possesses a certain armor-piercing effect.]

"What are you going to do?"

Looking at the chaotic battlefield before him, Han Xuan scratched his head in frustration.

"You guys go and interfere with others obtaining the Netherworld Dew; afterwards, you can split it equally."

This is precisely why you want to win over Han Xuan.

As long as the miasma of You Tan remains, these people will not retreat easily, and Cao Qing alone clearly cannot hold them off.

"And what about you, Miss Lin?"

Cao Qing, still confused, finally spoke up.

A slight smile played on your lips, and a surge of sword intent suddenly coursed through your body.

In the next instant, his figure transformed into a streak of crimson light, crashing into the center of the battlefield in the blink of an eye!

The moment you stepped into the crowd, your gaze locked onto two peak Qi Refining cultivators locked in a fierce battle.

Without much preparation, the longsword in your hand hummed, and a sharp sword intent swept forward.

【! ! ! 】

The two combatants felt a chill run down their spines. Their divine senses caught only a flash of white light. By the time they tried to turn and defend themselves, they had already lost their balance, and powerlessness and darkness instantly engulfed them.

On their deathbeds, they only caught a glimpse of a red skirt flashing by.

Now, Qi Refining cultivators are like clay chickens and earthen dogs before you, utterly vulnerable.

You walked relentlessly past the two corpses, your fingertips twitching slightly as you snatched the storage bag into your hand.

After a quick scan with your divine sense, you gently touched your storage bag and took out the spirit seal, secretly transferring most of the spirit stones and pills into your system space in the process.

[The more critical the situation, the clearer your mind becomes. There are Nascent Soul stage experts watching outside, so you can't directly put the storage bag into your spatial dimension. But the ownership of these things after you go out is still uncertain, so you might as well make a quick buck first.]

[Anyway, the owner of the storage bag is dead, so there's no way to verify how many belongings were left behind.]

After completing these steps, expand your spiritual sense to its maximum range and begin selecting a suitable target.

[A cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining is your best choice. After all, ordinary cultivators who reach this level are preparing for Foundation Establishment, which naturally helps them accumulate a substantial foundation.]

On the other side, the atmosphere near the night-blooming cereus was quite subtle.

Limbs and severed bodies littered the ground, which had long been soaked in blood and turned a dark brown, a testament to the ferocity of the battle.

Those standing here now are all elites; no one intends to retreat, yet no one dares to be the first to take the plunge. For a moment, several top-tier experts of their level are frozen in place.

"Gentlemen, if we continue fighting, none of us will benefit. We have enough Youtan Miasma Dew; how about we divide it equally?"

A tall, thin man walked out slowly, a stiff smile on his face, blood still dripping from the long knife in his hand.

Upon hearing this, the others exchanged glances, and after a moment of silence, they all slowly nodded.

【"good."】

The tall, thin man secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had killed the most people, but his spiritual energy was almost depleted, and he had used up all his recovery pills.

If he hadn't also cultivated body refinement, he wouldn't have dared to step forward at all.

[However, the spiritual energy within the secret realm is scarce, making it difficult to recover one's cultivation. With his mediocre body refinement, if he cannot obtain the Netherworld Dew to escape into the poisonous miasma, he will likely have difficulty surviving to the end.]

Just as he was about to continue discussing how to obtain the treasure, several golden blades slashed through the air at incredible speed, accompanied by a hoarse, cold laugh:

["Don't listen to his nonsense! This person's spiritual energy is already depleted. Killing him will reduce the number of people who will be taking a spot!"]

A deep, gruff voice responded from the other side:

"That's right!"

The tall, thin man's expression turned cold as he dodged the attack.

Just as he was about to look for the person who had made the move, he noticed the others watching him with subtle expressions. These were all team leaders, and naturally, they couldn't only think of themselves.

He immediately tried to retreat, but several more sharp blades slashed at him from behind.

Damn it!

In that brief pause, the remaining men, as if they had planned it in advance, attacked him simultaneously.

[As expected, the tall, thin man, his spiritual energy depleted, died a gruesome death.]

[But this action immediately reignited the chaos on the battlefield, and the group began fighting again.]

【"Phew~"

In a secluded corner behind a giant rock, two figures breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Xuan turned his gaze back to the battlefield outside the basin, where a red whirlwind was dancing wildly within it.

[A second-stage sword cultivator in the Qi Refining stage!]

He was terrified watching it, but thankfully the mission was temporarily completed...

"Brother Cao, just who is this Fairy Lin?"

Cao Qing scratched the back of his head, and after a moment a blush crept onto his honest face as he gave a silly smile.

"Hehe~ She's Uncle Bai's wife."

Han Xuan: "???"

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(Two chapters are being posted first. Something came up last night, so I'll be posting the other chapter later.)