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

Seeing your sudden change in attitude, Li Youcai was momentarily stunned, and all the carefully prepared words he had prepared got stuck in his throat.

He felt he had been set up, but he had no evidence.

"I didn't mean that."

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng's expression darkened slightly, and he vehemently denied it.

"Since you don't mean it that way, how about I take the lead?"

The person who had spoken sarcastically earlier moved with ghostly speed, appearing before the crowd in the blink of an eye. Their speed astonished many.

The newcomer was dressed in an eye-catching red outfit, the collar casually open, exuding a nonchalant and roguish air.

"It's him!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Ghostly Shadow—No Trace in the Clouds."

Who is this person?

[Looking at the commotion in the crowd, your gaze drifts towards Li Youcai.]

"Yun Wuji, this person has mastered a secret movement technique to a high level."

As someone who could do anything except cultivate, Li Youcai immediately launched into a long and eloquent speech.

"Even ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators would find it difficult to capture him. It is said that he stole a female Foundation Establishment cultivator's undergarment and was hunted for nearly three months, but he still managed to escape in the end."

"Then let's not call it Ghost Shadow, let's just call it Lustful Ghost."

[You were utterly speechless. Truly befitting the Joyful Union Sect; not only are they teeming with lecherous men, but each one possesses extraordinary skills.]

Seeing everyone's silence, Yun Wuji grinned:

"Gentlemen, why don't you all acknowledge me as your leader?"

"Yun Wuji, don't be so arrogant. I'm not alone today."

Yang Feng stared at the newcomer with a livid expression; clearly, the two had a long-standing feud.

As soon as the words were spoken, several figures swiftly moved forward, instantly surrounding the man in red and effectively blocking his escape route.

"Tch, believe it or not, I'll strip you naked right here today."

Yun Wuji glanced at the group with disdain, continuing his arrogant pronouncements.

【"you!!!"】

"Fight if you want, otherwise get out of here."

At that moment, a clear, cool voice drifted from outside the crowd. It wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng's temple throbbed with anger. He looked up, wanting to see which fearless dared to provoke him this time.

The crowd automatically parted to make way, as if afraid of getting into trouble.

You walked slowly from outside the crowd, dressed in white as snow, your black hair fluttering in the wind, your beauty as exquisite as a fairy in a painting, yet your eyes indifferently disdainful of everyone present.

This arrogant attitude caused many people present to frown slightly.

Seeing that it was a woman, and that her attitude was extremely arrogant, Yang Feng, already seething with anger, immediately sneered, about to speak sarcastically.

"Where's that stench coming from..."

But the words had barely left her lips when everything suddenly went blurry before her eyes!

The next instant, a fair, jade-like hand gripped his throat and slammed him violently to the ground.

【"Bang!"】

The ground was cracked, dust flew everywhere, and half of Yang Feng's face was embedded in the mud. His throat bones creaked, and even his screams were choked in his throat.

The entire venue fell silent.

The furrowed brows of everyone slowly relaxed, and their eyes became much clearer.

Only you calmly released your hand, gently dusting your fingertips, your posture relaxed, as if you had done something insignificant.

"My husband wants to be the so-called boss. Who agrees and who disagrees?"

You glanced around with a smile, then subtly dumped the impending mess on Han Xuan.

You enjoy showing off in public, but managing a gang is a hassle!

Besides, what's his is yours, and what's yours will always be yours...

Compared to the initial shock, there were now even more whispers and gritted teeth all around.

A barrage of gazes, like needles, pierced Han Xuan as he arrived, filled with jealousy, resentment, and an almost tangible envy.

"Damn! How come this kid is so lucky!"

Many people clenched their fists so tightly they cracked, their nails almost digging into their palms.

Han Xuan suddenly felt immense pressure, but seeing your bright and cheerful smile, he silently straightened his back.

His intuition told him that if he dared to sabotage things now, he would definitely suffer the consequences later.

"Damn it, let go of Brother Yang!"

Only then did the cultivators, led by Yang Feng, seem to awaken from their daze, roaring as they charged forward.

[A flash of cold light appeared, and five figures pounced on you from different directions, each move aimed straight for vital points.]

You gave a cold snort, your gaze stopping Han Xuan from stepping forward. At this moment, no one could share in your glory.

In the next instant, three streaks of blood-red light shot out from under your sleeve, creating sonic booms in the air.

["Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"]

Before the three people in front could react, a bloody hole appeared in their throats.

[The man who had charged forward crashed to the ground, while the two behind him felt their hair stand on end. They finally realized the difference in their strength and turned to flee.]

This woman is practically a reincarnation of a killing star; she's utterly invincible!

But just as they turned around, they caught a glimpse of a figure in white flash by, and then felt a tremendous force grip their necks.

【Click~】

Two crisp cracking sounds of bones breaking almost overlapped, piercingly loud in the deathly silence.

After a moment of silence, several figures stepped forward and bowed respectfully before Han Xuan, their voices earnest and respectful.

"Boss!"

After speaking, the group couldn't help but steal a glance at the distance.

You were slowly and deliberately wiping your fingertips with your eyes lowered. As if sensing my gaze, you turned your head and looked at me, a gentle smile appearing on your lips.

The group was initially dazed, then quickly looked away, not daring to watch any longer.

"Fairy, what about me?"

At that moment, a figure in red appeared before you, still with that same nonchalant attitude.

"Get lost if you don't want to die."

You didn't even lift your eyelids.

[This person's aura is mixed and chaotic; he's clearly a notorious womanizer, what's he doing pretending to be a refined gentleman?]

【Pooh! 】

Yun Wuji's smile froze, but looking at the already lifeless Yang, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and prepared to be a quiet, handsome man.

"Young master, wait a minute!"

You suddenly looked up at him, a bright smile on your face.

Yun Wuji looked at the beautiful woman before him, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be...?

You maintained your smile, pointed to the corpses on the ground, and glanced at the several Hehuan Sect enforcement disciples walking briskly towards you from a distance.

"You killed these people, didn't you?"

Your tone was gentle, even tender, yet Yun Wuji felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, frozen in place, not daring to move a single fingertip.

He could sense that if he uttered even one wrong word, he would die on the spot.

"No...that's right! I killed him."

He could tell which was more important, spirit stones or his life.

You nodded in satisfaction.

[What mastery of movement techniques? What ability to escape unscathed from a Foundation Establishment cultivator? At such close range, even the most powerful Qi Refining expert would have to kneel!]

"My Lady Fairy."

At this moment, Li Youcai approached you and cautiously began to speak.

This was the first time he had ever seen you truly fight, and he was already afraid of you; now he treated you with the utmost reverence, almost like a god.

"What's wrong?"

Watching Yun Wuji voluntarily pay the "fine," and with your earlier venting, most of the frustration you felt in the illusion dissipated, and you felt exceptionally relaxed.

"Brother Han said you can choose the name of the gang."

Upon hearing this, you glanced sideways at Han Xuan, whose smile was stiff in the crowd. A slight smile appeared on your lips, and a somewhat rebellious name suddenly popped into your mind.

"Then let's call it... the White Lotus Sect."

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