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

The final result was that you traded a used silk dress for the soul imprint of a Foundation Establishment cultivator...

Family members, does anyone know?

[You were so angry you laughed. If this were in the original world, you would have definitely made it a shocking news story!]

[You've already thought of a title—Shocking! A Foundation Establishment cultivator actually sold his soul for a dress, setting a new low for morality in the cultivation world...]

After learning a lot about the rules of the servants' quarters from Yan Laosan, you leisurely returned to the inn near dusk.

As soon as you pushed open the door and stepped inside, a figure lunged at you, pinning you firmly against the wall.

Before you could even speak, your familiar, warm breath covered your lips, and you kissed me without warning.

You were slightly taken aback, but didn't resist. Instead, you obediently snuggled closer to him. As a kind and understanding girl, you would never feign modesty in such matters.

After a long silence, your lips parted. You blinked, looking at Han Xuan, who suddenly seemed to have lost control, and you already had a plan in mind.

[So she reached out and wrapped her arms around the other person's waist, her voice becoming much more docile.]

"Are you angry?"

Han Xuan gently shook his head, his turbulent emotions gradually calming down.

This state of mind was extremely rare for him. He was always cautious and adept at analyzing gains and losses, but just now he had an impulse to act recklessly.

Could it be that I've really fallen for Shen Lianhuan?

But upon closer examination, what exactly is it about her that I like?

Han Xuan frowned slightly, looking somewhat bewildered.

If you could hear the question nagging at him right now, you would answer it without hesitation.

[Of course it's because of her beauty, otherwise what else could it be but love?]

[You stopped interfering with Han Xuan's emotions and were happy to play along with this ambiguous period, a delicate experience that was both tormenting and sweet.]

[Isn't the tempering of the heart in the mortal world a form of spiritual practice?]

【...】

Two weeks later, several airships slowly landed outside a misty valley.

"This place is the outer edge of Scarlet Smoke Valley. The valley is shrouded in mist and miasma. If one's heart is not firm in seeking the Dao, one will not be able to leave this valley..."

[Yan Laosan hovered in mid-air, looking down at everyone with disdain, then gave a sinister smile:]

"Let's just consider it nourishment for the spiritual flowers and herbs, and save ourselves the trouble of wasting our Holy Sect's resources."

"Holy Sect" is the self-designation of cultivators in the Joyful Union Sect.

Just as everyone's faces showed fear, a slightly obsequious voice reached your ear.

"Fairy Shen, why not come with me directly into the sect? Why bother participating in this lousy trial with these good-for-nothings?"

"Don't contact me first."

Your cold voice rang in Yan Laosan's ears. He trembled, could only manage an awkward smile, and returned to the flying boat alone, his back looking particularly forlorn.

A moment later, the airship overhead gradually disappeared into the distance, leaving the remaining thousand or so supplies personnel looking at each other in bewilderment.

"I'm not going! I came here to seek immortality and enlightenment, not to die."

A burly man cursed angrily and strode out of the valley.

[With someone taking the lead, dozens of people immediately followed suit.]

"Unable to accept reality."

A soft sneer came from the crowd, but no one made any attempt to stop them.

The group had only walked about a hundred paces out of the valley when, before the thick fog had fully dissipated, a rustling sound suddenly came from the forest.

Before they could react, several dark figures darted into the crowd.

Within mere breaths, the valley entrance was littered with corpses; not a single survivor remained.

A slight chill ran through you; you sensed a powerful pressure emanating from those dark figures.

[The Hehuan Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a second-tier sect, employing second-tier demonic beasts to guard the valley entrance, and none of them are newcomers to the second tier.]

Many people were frightened by this scene and rushed into the thick fog.

You looked away and turned to Han Xuan beside you.

"Let's go."

Han Xuan nodded, and quite naturally took your hand, leading you into the valley.

You were momentarily stunned.

[Wait, buddy, who's the Foundation Establishment cultivator?]

The moment they stepped into the valley, the scenery before them suddenly changed drastically, and they found themselves in a pitch-black space where they couldn't see their own hand in front of their face.

[You frowned slightly. Han Xuan in front of you had vanished. This mist could even affect a Foundation Establishment cultivator?]

[Your spiritual energy rippled slightly, and your divine sense swept around you, but found nothing. It was as if you had been separated into an independent space, not even within the valley.]

The scene before you shifts rapidly, and you find yourself in an elegant private room.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, your pupils contracted slightly; this was Su Yu's attic.

On the bed, a young girl nestled in a man's arms, her eyes sparkling with spring, her smile radiant, her face filled with sweetness and affection.

[It is indeed "you" and Su Yu. This scene before you is familiar; it is a scene that appeared in the simulation.]

[The emulator has been detected?]

【Do not! 】

[It's an illusion that has stirred up things you least want to remember, or things you find repulsive.]

The scene then shifts continuously, with one character after another appearing.

[Lin Bufan, Feng Yuan, Yang Yan, Feng Qiange...]

You lowered your eyes, but didn't look away. Instead, your gaze was fixed on the scenes before you, deep and unfathomable. Your face was expressionless, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

The illusion seems to be intentionally amplifying your feelings of disgust, trying to make you hate these experiences, hate the injustice of fate, and hate the self that willingly gave in to depravity...

You know very well that you are far less open-minded than you imagine.

The scenes in the illusion did indeed affect your state of mind. Although you couldn't feel the emotions of that "self" within it, it still shared the same face as you now.

The pride you held as a man for twenty years in your past life still evokes an indescribable sense of embarrassment and pain in your heart when you witness these scenes.

After a long while, the air pressure around you seemed to drop to its lowest point, but then you suddenly raised your head and smiled.

But... so what?

From the very first day you embarked on the path of cultivation, you understood a fundamental truth.

If a person cannot even accept their worst self, how can they possibly overcome their inner demons and face the true path of life?

How dare I say that my fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven!

Looking at the scene that continues to loop endlessly before you, you smile wryly. Do you feel your resolve in the Dao is weak?

You raise your head, make a strange gesture with your right hand, and suddenly say in a loud voice:

"I, Lin Qingyu, hereby swear—if I am ever bound by romantic love in this life, and fall into its trap, may I be condemned to eternal damnation, my soul annihilated, and never to be reborn!"

[Boom!]

A thunderous roar seemed to erupt from the heavens, shattering the illusion before their eyes...

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