Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation: My system is amazing

"Li'er, it's time for us to start rebuilding the fairyland." Xiao Bei's voice was particularly clear amid the cheers. His eyes swept across the excited faces, but a sense of heaviness welled up in his heart.

This cheering, this joy, is built on the crumbling order of the fairy world.

Although this conspiracy was exposed, the problems it revealed were like a thorn in the flesh, deeply rooted in the fabric of the fairy world.

Beili held Xiao Bei's hand tightly, feeling the warmth and strength of his palm, and nodded slightly.

She knew that what Xiao Bei was thinking was far more profound than what she saw.

The cheers gradually subsided. Xiao Bei took a step forward, his immortal power circulated, and his voice clearly spread throughout the square.

"My fellow immortals, although this conspiracy has ended, the real challenge has just begun." He paused, his eyes sharpening. "The immortal world is in chaos and needs to be rebuilt. We need to rebuild and reform!"

There was a commotion among the crowd, and whispers rose and fell.

The "reconstruction" and "innovation" proposed by Xiao Bei touched the nerves of some people.

"Rebuild? Reform?" A sharp voice came from the crowd, "Xiao Bei, what are you going to do? The fairy world has always been like this, why does it need to be rebuilt?" The speaker was an old man dressed in gorgeous clothes and with an immortal look. He was an elder of Xuantian Sect, one of the old forces in the fairy world.

The elders behind him also nodded in agreement, with dissatisfaction flashing in their eyes.

Xiao Bei's gaze fell on the elders of Xuantian Sect. These old forces are intertwined and control a large amount of resources and power in the fairy world. Any changes that touch their interests will be met with strong backlash.

"The order in the Immortal Realm is in chaos and full of loopholes. This conspiracy is clear evidence of this!" Xiao Bei's voice was sonorous and powerful, with unquestionable majesty. "If we don't change, none of us can predict when the next disaster will come!"

"Xiao Bei, you're exaggerating!" Another elder stood up. He was from the Tianxing Pavilion, a major force in the Immortal Realm. "The Immortal Realm has been peaceful for tens of thousands of years. How can there be talk of chaos?"

More and more voices of opposition were heard, surging towards Xiao Bei like a tide.

He felt a huge pressure, as if a mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

But his eyes were firm and he showed no intention of backing down.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak when he heard Bei Li whisper in his ear: "Xiao Bei, be careful, someone is inciting the people..." Xiao Bei turned his head abruptly and glanced at the crowd. He saw that some of the people who had been cheering originally had confusion and dissatisfaction on their faces.

His heart sank and an ominous premonition came over him.

"Li'er, it seems we still have a long way to go..." Xiao Bei's voice was low and firm. He held Bei Li's hand tightly, turned his gaze to the bewitched people, and slowly said, "Everyone..."

Xiao Bei looked around. The dense crowd in the square was like a surging tide. Waves of questioning were like the crash of the tide, hitting his heart again and again.

"Everyone," his voice, with the blessing of immortal power, was clearly heard by everyone, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, not causing a ripple.

He saw that those eyes that were originally full of admiration for him were now covered with suspicion and even a hint of hostility.

An indescribable bitterness surged in his heart. He fought bloody battles for the fairyland, but got such a result in return. This made him feel deeply powerless.

He felt as if he were in an icy swamp; the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

The air around him seemed to freeze, making him unable to breathe.

A feeling of being isolated and betrayed gripped his heart tightly, almost suffocating him.

He felt unprecedented fatigue, as if his body had been hollowed out, and even standing became difficult.

However, Xiao Bei is Xiao Bei after all, and he will not give in easily.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the bitterness and helplessness in his heart, and swept his sharp eyes over the representatives of the small forces who were clamoring the most fiercely.

The immortal power in his body surged like a volcano about to erupt, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire scene.

The air was filled with tension, like a taut string that could break at any time.

"I, Xiao Bei, have no need to explain my actions to you!" His voice was deep and powerful, with unquestionable majesty, exploding like thunder over the square.

The representatives of those small forces were frightened by his sharp gaze and trembled all over, and their original arrogance disappeared in an instant.

They felt the powerful pressure emanating from Xiao Bei, like a mountain pressing down on their heads, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

"We...will obey the orders of Lord Xiao Bei!" Representatives of several small forces knelt on the ground and spoke in trembling voices.

Their surrender was like the first domino to fall, and soon after, more and more small and medium-sized forces chose to surrender.

The atmosphere in the square changed subtly. The original voices of doubt gradually weakened, and were replaced by silence.

Xiao Bei's eyes swept across the entire audience, revealing a hint of barely perceptible fatigue, but more of it was determination and resoluteness.

He slowly reached out and held Beili's hand, feeling the warmth of her palm, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

"Li'er, let's go." His voice was low and firm. He turned and left, leaving only a tall and straight back.

As night fell, the flickering candlelight in Xiao Bei's room illuminated his slightly tired face.

"Xiao Bei..." Bei Li's voice was filled with worry. She gently stroked Xiao Bei's cheek, "Are you okay?"

Xiao Bei shook his head. "I'm fine, just a little tired." He held Bei Li's hand, his eyes deep. "Li'er, I have a bad feeling..."

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in from the window, blew out the candle on the table, and the room fell into darkness.

"Who is it?!" Xiao Bei stood up suddenly and looked out the window vigilantly.

A cold voice was heard in the darkness, "Xiao Bei, your life ends here..."

The cold wind was howling, blowing the fallen leaves against the window frames, making a series of shrill sounds.

In the darkness, several black shadows flashed like ghosts and surrounded Xiao Bei.

A cold murderous aura instantly spread out, making people shudder.

"Xiao Bei, die!" With a low shout, the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and a cold light pierced Xiao Bei's throat.

Xiao Bei dodged the fatal blow narrowly.

He slapped his backhand, and a tremendous amount of immortal power surged out like a tidal wave, pushing the attacker back several steps.

"Hmph, you're quite capable!" Another black shadow snorted coldly, waving the long sword in his hand. The sword light intertwined like a thread into an impenetrable net of death, enveloping Xiao Bei.

Xiao Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure shuttled through the sword light like a ghost. Every dodge was just right, thrilling yet effortless.

The immortals watching held their breath, their hearts in their throats, marveling at Xiao Bei's agility and composure.

"Swish!" A sword energy brushed across Xiao Bei's cheek, leaving a shallow blood mark.

Xiao Bei's eyes flashed, and he threw a backhand punch, hitting the attacker right in the chest.

With a muffled groan, the black shadow flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and spit out blood.

The sound of fierce fighting echoed in the night sky, with swords flashing and shadows interlaced, and the chill was pressing.

Xiao Bei was outnumbered but not at all at a disadvantage. His movements were graceful and his attacks were fierce, each with the force of thunder.

In the lightning-fast confrontation, Bei Li's gentle admonition emerged in Xiao Bei's mind: "Xiao Bei, promise me that you will come back safely..." For Bei Li and the future of the fairy world, he must not fall!

"Li'er, wait for me!" Xiao Bei growled, and the immortal power in his body surged again, like a blazing flame, dispelling the darkness around him.

He rushed out like lightning and punched a killer. The powerful force burst out instantly, smashing the killer into pieces.

"Ah!" A shrill scream pierced the night sky. Seeing this, the other killers were frightened and began to retreat.

However, Xiao Bei was merciless. He pressed on step by step, like the god of death, defeating them one by one.

"Who is behind you?!" Xiao Bei grabbed the last killer and shouted sternly.

The killer was trembling all over, his eyes filled with fear, and was about to speak...

The killer was trembling all over, and Xiao Bei frowned. It was obvious that the killer had been silenced.

He snorted coldly, "Want to cover up the truth? It's not that easy!"

Xiao Bei used his immortal power to detect the remaining soul fragments of the killer, and a very faint black aura caught his attention.

He was not unfamiliar with this aura; it was exactly the aura of the instigator in the previous conspiracy!

Xiao Bei understood in his heart that it seemed that the mastermind behind the scenes had not given up and was still making moves in secret.

He quickly recorded the characteristics of this black aura and spread it out to announce it to the entire fairy world.

"My fellow immortals, this is the clue to the mastermind behind this! Anyone found with this aura will be killed without mercy!" Xiao Bei's voice resounded through the sky, with unquestionable majesty.

With the exposure of the black aura, the fairy world launched a massive manhunt.

Those forces hiding in the dark are like rats crossing the street, and everyone is shouting and beating them.

Their former glory and power vanished at this moment, turning into a stain that everyone despised.

In just a few days, those forces associated with the black aura were uprooted, their crimes were exposed to the public, their reputations were ruined, and they were completely destroyed.

As for Xiao Bei, his prestige reached an unprecedented height thanks to his thunderous actions this time.

He not only demonstrated powerful strength, but also extraordinary wisdom and decisiveness, becoming the true master of the fairy world.

Under Xiao Bei's iron-fisted approach, order in the fairy world gradually recovered, and the previous chaos and turmoil gradually subsided.

Just when everyone thought that everything was settled, Xiao Bei discovered a hidden secret during the rectification process.

While clearing out a small force called "Xingyun Pavilion", Xiao Bei discovered a strange jade pendant.

The jade pendant was pitch black, emitting a faint chill, and had a strange symbol engraved on it.

Xiao Bei recognized this symbol. This is...

The unique symbol of the Creator God Clan!

The Creator Gods, the supreme gods who are said to have created the fairy world, have long disappeared in ancient times.

What does the appearance of this jade pendant mean?

Xiao Bei's heart trembled, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

He held the jade pendant tightly in his hand, feeling the cold chill, his eyes deep and solemn.

"Li'er," his voice was low and hoarse, "I seem to have discovered something..."