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

Looking at the two corpses lying in a pool of blood, Lin Qingyu remained calm, showing no discomfort whatsoever.

Perhaps, after possessing absolute power, one's state of mind will also subtly change.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, she paused, and as she raised her hand, a black streak of light flew out from her storage bag, swirling around her like mist.

When I looked again, she had changed into a black dress.

Her shoulders and neck were bare and jade-like, her waist was cinched almost sharply, and her fair and slender thighs were faintly visible under the skirt, outlining the girl's already exquisite figure in a breathtaking way.

The fabric resembled raven feathers, clinging to the body without restricting movement. Silver embroidered patterns adorned the cuffs and hem, subtly shifting with each step, carrying a hidden aura of malevolence.

Xuan Yu Skirt, a top-tier first-order magic robe.

It possesses an active skill called "Mist Concealment Form," which allows it to briefly transform into a "Mist Shadow" by channeling spiritual energy, blurring its form and making it suitable for dodging or stealth.

It also has the effects of warding off miasma and removing dust.

As for concealing one's aura, it's somewhat of a waste for Lin Qingyu, who possesses the "Transformation into Dust" attribute.

But it must be said that Su Yu is quite generous; this robe is not cheap even for a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

If we have a chance to meet again, I'll try to punch him less.

Thinking of this, she took out a black veil and covered her elegant and refined face, leaving only a pair of cold and sharp eyes.

Lin Qingyu will not let anyone who attacks her get away with it, but she is not prepared to kill indiscriminately either.

Therefore, it is best to take precautions and cover things up to avoid leaving any evidence against you.

After all, two high-level cultivators would be arriving here in three days, one of whom was a Golden Core cultivator from the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect, her mission destination. She couldn't afford to be careless.

"Witch...witch!"

Even though they couldn't see her face, the guards were still momentarily captivated by the girl's perfect figure.

But when they saw the two corpses lying in a pool of blood, a chill ran down their spines.

This woman with a figure so perfect it seems otherworldly, isn't she a demon?

Lin Qingyu glanced around, not wanting to waste words with these lackeys and accomplices, and three beams of blood-red light shot out again.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

"ah!!!"

The sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out continuously, accompanied by screams of agony.

"Buzz~"

In a short while, the Blood Spirit Shuttle returned to Lin Qingyu's side and hovered, emitting a strange red glow.

The dozen or so guards who rushed to the rescue were all lying dead on the ground.

Only one burly man remained alive, but he too had been pierced through all four limbs and was lying paralyzed on the ground, blood gushing out and staining the blue bricks dark red.

His eyes were wide open, his pupils filled with disbelief and fear.

A hoarse sound came from his throat, but he couldn't utter a complete wail.

This man was the head of the guards of this mansion, and also one of the few martial arts experts in this small town.

"Heh~"

Lin Qingyu chuckled. In the original owner's memories, the other party was a fearsome and infamous figure!

Perhaps the instinct for survival overcame his fear, and the man finally found his voice, speaking in a trembling voice:

"My...my sir, please...spare my life!"

"Where is your second master?"

"Chunxiang Courtyard! He spends a few days there every month, specifically in the 'Ten' room on the third floor, the residence of the courtesan."

Seeing that Lin Qingyu was willing to ask questions, the man thought he had seized a chance to survive, and hurriedly sold all the millstones.

"very good."

Seeing the figure in the black dress walk out of the courtyard, the man breathed a sigh of relief, then a hint of resentment appeared in his eyes.

"Just you wait, you damn bitch, I'll get you sooner or later..."

"Sizzle!"

A streak of blood appeared and then returned, plunging the courtyard into complete silence.

A moment later, Lin Qingyu slowly stepped out of the mansion, with corpses strewn all around her.

As her toes stepped over the threshold, wisps of faint black mist quietly emanated from her robes, like a veil of night, silently engulfing her figure.

She walked straight into the long street, where pedestrians came and went, but they ignored her as if she were nothing.

It was precisely the concealment effect of the Xuan Yu Skirt that made it so effective on mortals, as if they were completely invisible.

Lin Qingyu strolled through the bustling streets, where the sounds of vendors hawking their wares, laughter, cooking smoke, and the sweet aroma of candy mingled to create a vibrant scene of everyday life.

The atmosphere, full of life, quietly soothed some of the resentment and fear surging in her heart, and her emotions, like the tide receding from the sandbank, found temporary peace.

"In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, life seems like a lifetime has passed..."

The girl murmured softly, her voice filled with confusion.

"Can I... ever go back?"

No one answered.

Not far away, the signboard of Chunxiang Pavilion came into view. Lin Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent that had subsided surged up again.

You beast, you drove me to this!!!

"Bang!"

The blue bricks beneath their feet shattered, and a black light streaked across the long street at incredible speed, rushing straight into the most luxurious pavilion in the center.

As the light faded, the girl's slender and graceful figure appeared in the center of the hall.

It was still before nightfall, and there weren't many customers in these entertainment venues.

"stop!"

Several smartly dressed men blocked the stairwell. They were taken aback at first, then a look of amazement flashed in their eyes.

"What brings you to Chunxiang Pavilion, young lady? Are you perhaps looking for your husband?"

The leading man spoke with a joking tone, his hand reaching out unceremoniously towards the veil covering the girl's face.

Lin Qingyu glanced at him casually, thinking to herself, "What a fool who doesn't even care how she entered the building and is rushing to his death?"

Just as the man's fingertips were inches away from the black veil, a blood-red light suddenly tore through the air, carrying a chilling aura, and shot out from her sleeve like a poisonous dragon emerging from the abyss.

"puff!"

The Blood Spirit Shuttle pierced through his palm and passed through his arm.

The man's smile froze on his face, his pupils contracted sharply, and before the excruciating pain could reach his brain, a second streak of blood pierced his throat.

"Thump~"

It wasn't until the sound of the man falling to the ground that the people behind him seemed to wake from a dream, their smiles freezing on their faces.

Before any look of terror could appear, the crimson light, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, mercilessly pierced through the bodies of the group, sending up bursts of blood.

Lin Qingyu frowned slightly, and a faint spiritual energy barrier appeared around her, blocking the blood droplets that were rushing towards her.

She didn't stop walking; she simply lifted her skirt slightly, stepped over the mess on the ground, and went straight upstairs.

Several bodies tumbled down the stairs.

"Ah! Murder!"

After a scream, the few remaining guests scattered like birds.

Many people poked their heads out of the room, but after seeing the bloody scene, they quickly shrank back inside.

"Second Master~ Have another drink~"

"Hehehe~ Use your little mouth to feed me."

"Ugh~"

As soon as she stepped onto the third floor, Lin Qingyu, with her sharp ears and eyes, heard that nauseating voice. She took a few steps forward and kicked the door open.

"Bang!"

The two doors flew backwards and into the room. By sheer coincidence, one of them hit the courtesan who was pouting. She turned her head with a dazed look in her eyes, swayed, and fell to the ground.

"Who...who are you?"

Mo Pan was initially startled, but when he saw the girl standing at the door, the shock on his face quickly turned into a lewd smile.

He slowly got up, his movements surprisingly nimble, and walked to the door in a few steps.

The nearly 1.9-meter-tall obese body, covered in thick flesh, pressed down like an iron tower, while the girl was only about 1.65 meters tall, with a slender figure. Standing in front of him, she seemed like a willow in the wind, easily broken.

The contrast between the two only fueled the lustful desires, a mixture of greed and cruelty, in his eyes.

"Hehe~ Where did this little beauty come from?"

As he spoke, his greasy, fat hand reached out and grabbed at Lin Qingyu's shoulder without saying a word.

Seeing the girl's slightly trembling shoulders, a hint of excitement flashed in Millstone's eyes.

Tremble, fear...

"Pfft~"

"what!"

The sudden, sharp pain caused the millstone to scream, its massive body staggering back a few steps before collapsing onto the ground with a thud, causing the entire building to tremble slightly.

He stared in disbelief at his bloodied and mangled hand, an overwhelming sense of fear welling up inside him.

"You...you're a demoness! You're a demonic cultivator!"

The girl tilted her head, and the savagery in her eyes finally poured out into the depths of his pupils without any concealment.

"No...no! You're a fairy...don't come any closer, please don't come any closer!"

The millstone retreated step by step with the girl's approaching footsteps until its back was pressed against the cold wall. The sound squeezed out of its throat had degenerated from a roar into a shrill wail, so sharp as to be almost shattered.

"Please...please, let me go! I'll give you anything you want."

"I'm going to kill you!"

Lin Qingyu's beautiful face became somewhat ferocious with anger. She quickly formed a hand seal, and all the spiritual energy in her body surged out. Three blood spirit shuttles pierced through the man's five limbs at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Then, the crimson light moved like a living thing, annihilating his flesh and blood inch by inch.

After a while, the heart-wrenching screams gradually turned into unconscious groans.

As the blood mist swirled, it gradually cleansed Lin Qingyu's heart of resentment, fear of this unfamiliar world, and that very weak yet very clear feeling of self-loathing.

Until the other person's voice disappeared, only a pale skeleton remained in the room.

"Buzz~"

The ensuing flames quickly engulfed it, leaving only ashes.

Lin Qingyu recalled the Blood Spirit Shuttle, then calmly turned and left.

The cause and effect have been resolved; the future and the past have all vanished like smoke.

Now that you've embarked on the path of cultivating immortality...

So this journey is solely for the sake of achieving immortality...

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