The magical world of Lifuria

The darkness was boundless. Thunder and lightning accompanied the endless, dense black clouds that filled the sky, making anyone who saw them tremble. In the desolate ruins, faint specks of light could be seen. Venturing deeper, what came into view were magnificent steps. Nine people of varying heights stood on the steps, the one in the middle occupying the highest position. Countless magical energies swirled around each of the nine people, who remained silent, surrounded by a chilling aura. Their faces were indistinguishable, each wearing only a black robe with golden patterns. The man at the head finally spoke, "Xiao Huan, Xiao Li." The two black-robed figures called stepped forward. The man continued, "Now, only the two of you can be sent to the Ye Luoli Fairy Realm." The figures in the black robes below were slightly taken aback. "Lord of the Law, have you thought this through? Huan'er and Xiao Li going this time..." Before one of the women could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the man called the Lord of the Law. His face darkened slightly, but he simply instructed the two to prepare. Ning Huan and Shui Qingli walked out of the Hall of Dharma. The girl removed her black robe, revealing her delicate face. Her slightly curled silver hair cascaded down her back, and her purple crisscross dress was elegant and luxurious, yet playful. Two adorable black rabbits were embroidered on it, lifelike. The ribbons of her high heels wrapped around the girl's legs, and her arms beneath the puffed sleeves were covered in patterns. Her almond-shaped eyes were gentle and lovely, but her face was expressionless, like an emotionless robot. After removing the black robe and holding it in her hand, Ning Huan slowly spoke, "Let's execute the plan you mentioned now." The rose patterns on her hand seemed to be carved into her skin; every movement was beautiful. The girl was like a delicate, yet broken, doll. At night, the black clouds were dense. The sounds of rustling leaves filled the forest, and thunder and rain were everywhere. Shui Qingli's face was etched with vigilance. He stopped and looked around, only relaxing after confirming that there was no one else around. Turning to look at the girl behind her, "We should be completely out of there now, but..." Yu Huan didn't finish her sentence; she wanted to take a good look at this anime world. She reached out and caught a falling pink cherry blossom, the scene before her was like a dream, like a painting. This was a beautiful world, A smile finally appeared on her delicate, indifferent face. She curved her lips into a smile. The sunlight shone entirely on her, making her look incredibly radiant. "Let's see what the future holds," the girl waved her hand and disappeared without a trace. Ning Huan arrived at the Poison Mist Mansion. She remembered that in the anime, the Poison Empress, Poison Xi Fei, lived here. Ning Huan thought, she could cure Poison Xi Fei's poison marks. Why not do something that's easy and beneficial? Regardless of anything else, building connections was the most important thing. The Poison Mist Mansion was shrouded in poisonous smoke, and Ning Huan walked in. Poison Xi Fei, sitting on a chaise lounge with her back to the entrance, seemed to sense something, slightly furrowed her brows, and exhaled a puff of smoke. "Nothing good ever comes without a reason. Who is it?" The air suddenly dropped several degrees. Ning Huan, however, was completely unfazed, her face still wearing a subtle smile. Although she was smiling, the smile didn't reach her eyes. She skillfully displayed a harmless and cute smile, Her innocent, big eyes blinked, "Sister, I have medicine that can cure you." Ning Huan's words were like a stone dropped into a calm lake, creating ripples. Poison Xi Fei turned around. The girl stood there obediently, making it impossible not to feel a sense of goodwill towards her. Poison Xi Fei had never seen this fairy before, but she had already sensed the powerful saint-level immortal power emanating from her. "Rules..." Poison Xi Fei crossed her arms, her alluring figure leaning against the chair, "Conditions." The light in Ning Huan's eyes flickered, and she immediately responded intelligently. “Just let me stay at your place for a while!” After saying that, afraid that the woman in front of her would change her mind, she conjured a medicine bottle out of thin air and thrust it into her hand. She immediately said leisurely, "Apply this now, and I guarantee you'll be fine tomorrow." Du Xifei smeared the ointment on her face, and strangely, the poisonous marks seemed to fade, and the heavy, oppressive feeling of the past dissipated considerably. It seems this fairy has quite a background, and even possesses a Saint-level rule-based technique... "I wonder if my sister would like to participate in the Lingxi Pavilion selection with me tomorrow?" Ning Huan raised an eyebrow and agreed. In the fairy realm, in the early morning, dew hung on the emerald green lotus leaves, and the delicate lotus flowers stood tall and elegant. Many flower fairies were also harvesting their fruits in the flower field. It truly lived up to its reputation, incredibly beautiful. Ning Huan, wearing the black robe she had worn at the Mutian Pavilion before, walked towards Du Xifei's room. Du Xifei had also finished getting ready early and went to the Lingxi Pavilion with Ning Huan. Inside the Lingxi Pavilion. Yan Juejun slowly walked out from the darkness, "I am unworthy, but I was appointed as the master of ceremonies for this year's Lingxi Pavilion by the previous Lingxi Pavilion Master." The fox boy's fan covered half of his face, "The Lingxi Pavilion has guarded the power of Lingxi for generations, maintaining balance for a long time. I wonder which fairy will be fortunate enough to become a Lingxi Pavilion Master with me." After saying that, he put away his fan, "The remaining eight positions of Pavilion Master are still vacant." Inside the Lingxi Pavilion, all the great fairies were full of momentum, determined to win. "Ye Luoli Magic, the River of Time, Forbidden." The moment the spell was cast, one of the eight cups of tea disappeared. Before everyone could recover, a place on the mural was already occupied. Time resumed. "Lightning and thunder! I say the Lingxi Pavilion doesn't need nine Pavilion Masters at all." Lightning flashed, incredibly arrogant, "Just me, the Thunder Venerable, is enough." Dark, heavy lightning magic struck down. A young man with silver-brown hair wearing a punk-style mechanical outfit walked out of the smoke. His body was radiating with the aura of lightning. Most of the fairies were startled. "What, even the Lightning Venerable has arrived!" "The Lightning Venerable is a powerful top-tier figure among the new generation of powerhouses." For a moment, the men in black were all whispering amongst themselves.