Transmigrated into the villain? Watch my epic comeback in the ethereal fairy realm!

Chapter 115 The Immortal Sect Assessment Begins, Initial Brilliance Revealed

As the white light faded, Dai Yao staggered a few steps, almost tripping on flat ground. Her vision was filled with flickering light and shadow, and she heard the sound of her own hurried footsteps. Her sense of balance was instantly shattered, and the swaying sensation from her staggering steps still lingered in her tactile memory.

After regaining her footing, she found herself in a vast plaza. The carved beams and painted rafters were visually exquisite, and the air was filled with a mystical atmosphere, as if wisps of smoke were floating before her eyes. The air was thick with an atmosphere of "I'm the best," an invisible pressure that made Dai Yao feel as if a heavy weight was pressing on her chest, making it difficult to breathe.

Looking around, she saw a sea of ​​people, all dressed in uniform immortal sect attire, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance. She alone, dressed in demonic robes, stood there trying to look cool, like a newbie who had stumbled into a high-level player's game—completely out of place and glaringly conspicuous. The surrounding immortal sect disciples pointed and whispered at her as if watching a monkey show, their gazes like tangible needles piercing her, filled with disdain and hostility. She could even hear their low sneers, the sound like a cold wind brushing past her ears.

Dai Yao rolled her eyes, thinking to herself: What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a cosplay queen before? Today I'll show you what a villain's comeback looks like!

"Ahem," an old man with an air of otherworldly wisdom arrived gracefully on auspicious clouds. An elder of the immortal sect, he was the perfect boss to make his entrance. "Welcome everyone to the immortal sect's assessment. This assessment..." The elder rambled on and on about a whole bunch of rules. Dai Yao was getting drowsy listening to him. The elder's voice was like a lullaby buzzing in her ears. Her thoughts began to drift away. Just as she was thinking about what to eat for dinner, she felt someone gently bump into her. The slight impact only made her body tremble slightly.

Turning her head, she saw none other than Ling Feng, that pretty boy, grinning with a hypocritical "I'm doing this for your own good" attitude. To Dai Yao, his smile was like a fake flower—pretty to look at but utterly insincere.

“Miss Dai, the elder just said that no external force can be used during the assessment, including…” Ling Feng deliberately lowered his voice and said mysteriously, “some special… um… you know.” He winked, hinting at Dai Yao’s cheat code. His voice was as low as a mosquito’s hum, yet it carried an unsettling deliberate quality.

Xingyao chimed in, "Yes, Miss Dai, you must be careful. The Immortal Sect's assessment is notoriously strict. If you're caught cheating, the consequences will be severe." She covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes practically overflowing with malice. To Dai Yao, the laughter was extremely grating.

Dai Yao sneered inwardly. These two little rascals were setting a trap for her! Did they think she was a kitten just because they weren't showing their teeth? Just as she was plotting how to retaliate, suddenly, the stone tablet in the center of the square emitted a dazzling light, so bright it was blinding. The assessment had officially begun!

Dai Yao took a deep breath and gripped the mysterious little gadget hidden in her sleeve—this was her biggest secret weapon! She could feel the outline and texture of the gadget in her hand, a feeling of reassurance.

"The game begins!" Dai Yao's lips curled up slightly, a sly glint in her eyes.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure descended from the sky, enveloping the entire plaza. Dai Yao was startled; it felt as if a heavy dark cloud had suddenly pressed down on her, with darkness and pressure surging in from all directions.

"Yao'er!" A familiar voice rang in her ears, tinged with anxiety, like a warm light piercing through the darkness.

Dai Yao turned around abruptly, but only saw a blurry figure that vanished in a flash. She only saw a dark shadow swiftly pass before her eyes, disappearing before her vision could focus.

"Who?" Dai Yao's heart skipped a beat. That voice... it was "him"! Could it be that he's here too? Damn it, being distracted at such a crucial moment is not her style!

Dai Yao forced herself to calm down and quickly scanned the assessment manual in her hand. The manual seemed simple but actually contained hidden tricks, but this was no challenge for Dai Yao, whose intelligence in the transmigration world was off the charts. Her eyes quickly swept over the words in the manual, and the tactile sensation of her fingers turning the pages felt very real.

"The first test: a quiz on immortal sect knowledge!" Elder Lingying's voice rang out like a booming bell, making everyone's ears ring. The voice echoed across the square, as if it would shatter people's eardrums.

Dai Yao thought to herself: This old man has quite a strong voice. Has he practiced some kind of Lion's Roar Kung Fu?

The questions and answers were incredibly varied, ranging from ancient myths to common knowledge about cultivation, covering everything imaginable. Xingyao was confident, glancing occasionally at the trembling little spirit in the corner, waiting to receive the answers. Little did she know, Dai Yao had already seen through her little actions. The little spirit's eyes flickered, clearly forced into the situation. It seemed Xingyao wasn't a good person either, actually threatening a cute little elf!

"Next question, please..." As soon as Elder Lingying finished reading the question, Xingyao couldn't wait to look at Xiaoling, only to find that Xiaoling was looking at Daiyao with admiration, her eyes full of stars.

A subtle smile played on Dai Yao's lips as she confidently answered, "The answer to this question should be..." She answered a series of tricky and unusual questions fluently, her voice clear and loud, her confident demeanor suggesting she possessed encyclopedic knowledge.

Xingyao's face grew increasingly grim. Her carefully prepared cheat sheet was completely useless. Watching Dai Yao easily widen the score gap, the flames of jealousy burned fiercely in her heart. "Impossible! How could she know all this?" Xingyao gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath, her voice filled with resentment.

The surrounding disciples of the immortal sects gasped in amazement, their gazes towards Dai Yao no longer filled with disdain, but with a hint of admiration. Dai Yao could clearly sense the change in their emotions. Ling Feng's face was ashen; he had originally intended to see Dai Yao humiliated, but instead, she had delivered a resounding slap in the face.

Dai Yao calmly accepted everyone's gaze, her heart unmoved, and she even felt a little curious to watch the drama unfold.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, hidden in the crowd, silently watching her with eyes full of… encouragement? Dai Yao felt a warmth in her heart and was about to speak when she heard a voice in her ear: “Yao’er, be careful, that spirit-testing stone has been tampered with.” The voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of gentleness that was barely perceptible, like a soft breeze brushing past her ear.

Dai Yao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar figure hidden in the crowd. The person was wearing a hood, obscuring their face, but their deep eyes shone like stars, silently watching her with trust and encouragement in their gaze. Dai Yao's heart skipped a beat—it was him! In this unfamiliar world, only he had stood steadfastly behind her, offering her unwavering support.

The next assessment is a spiritual power test.

The spirit-testing stone stood in the center of the plaza, emitting a faint glow that had a soft yet mysterious visual quality. The surrounding air seemed to solidify under its gentle light. Ling Feng stood to one side, a sinister smile playing on his lips; his expression, in Dai Yao's eyes, was full of malice. He had long resented Dai Yao's arrogance and had secretly tampered with the spirit-testing stone, increasing the difficulty of the test, just waiting to see her humiliated.

Dai Yao walked to the spirit-testing stone, took a deep breath, and placed her hand on it. A powerful suction force came from it, as if it were trying to drain all the spiritual energy from her body. She could feel her spiritual energy being pulled by a huge vortex, and she felt a weak, empty feeling in her body. Dai Yao frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong.

"A mere trick, yet you dare to show off your skills before an expert?" Dai Yao sneered inwardly. She was no pushover. She activated her unique spiritual power. This technique was her greatest advantage in this world, allowing her to sense the flow of energy, avoid misfortune and attract good fortune, and even deflect some attacks.

As expected, a powerful rebound force surged from the spirit-testing stone, sending Ling Feng flying backward like a kite with a broken string. He crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, his face ashen, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief. Dai Yao, on the other hand, stood rooted to the spot, like a war goddess descending, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt. She could feel her spiritual energy surging within her body, like a rushing river, continuously flowing into the spirit-testing stone.

The light from the spirit-testing stone grew brighter and brighter, eventually bursting forth with a dazzling brilliance that illuminated the entire plaza. The light was extremely dazzling, yet Dai Yao stood out as a radiant core within it.

"My God! What level of spiritual power is this?" The surrounding disciples exclaimed in surprise, their gazes towards Dai Yao filled with awe. The exclamations surged like waves. Even the usually serious Elder Lingying showed a surprised expression.

Ling Feng's face turned ashen. He hadn't expected Dai Yao to be so powerful, easily thwarting his scheme and displaying such astonishing strength.

Dai Yao withdrew her hand, smiled faintly, as if she had done something insignificant. She turned to look at the mysterious figure in the crowd, who was also looking at her, a slight smile of satisfaction on his lips.

Dai Yao felt a warmth in her heart; this silent support filled her with strength.

The assessment continued, and Dai Yao handled the following tasks with ease, as if everything was under her control...

As night fell, the Immortal Gate was enveloped in tranquility.

Dai Yao stood by the window, gazing at the twinkling stars in the sky, which shone like jewels in the dark night. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice behind her: "Yao'er, you did well today." Dai Yao turned around and saw that the mysterious person had been standing behind her at some point.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating him and outlining his tall, slender figure, yet his face remained obscured. The figure bathed in moonlight possessed a hazy, ethereal beauty.

"It's alright, no big deal," Dai Yao shrugged casually, winking playfully. "Who am I? This little situation is nothing to me~"

The mysterious man chuckled softly, walked to her side, and reached out to ruffle her hair. Dai Yao could feel the gentle touch on her head, a warmth spreading from her scalp. "Yao'er, you always seem so nonchalant, but I know it's not easy for you." His voice was gentle and deep, tinged with a hint of doting.

Dai Yao felt the warmth coming from above her head, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

In this unfamiliar world, it's so wonderful to have someone silently protecting her.

“However,” the mysterious man changed the subject, his tone becoming serious, “Ling Feng and Xing Yao seem to be plotting something. You should be careful.”

Dai Yao raised an eyebrow, a sly glint in her eyes: "Oh? What trouble can those two little shrimps cause? We'll deal with whatever comes our way. I'm not afraid of anyone!"

"Yao'er, don't let your guard down." The mysterious man looked at her, his eyes filled with worry.

"Relax, relax," Dai Yao waved her hand, "I know what I'm doing." She paused, then suddenly leaned closer to the mysterious man and smiled mysteriously, "By the way, when are you going to take off your hat and let me see your true face? You've been so secretive, acting like some big shot."

The mysterious man paused slightly, then chuckled and gently flicked her nose: "The time is not yet right."

"Tch, what a charade." Dai Yao curled her lip, turned around and walked to the table, picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup of tea. She could feel the weight and temperature of the teapot, and the sound of the tea being poured into the cup was very crisp.

"Get some rest," the mysterious man said, walking up behind her and gently embracing her. Dai Yao could feel the firm embrace and warmth from behind. "Tomorrow... there's another tough battle to fight." After he finished speaking, he turned and disappeared into the night.

Dai Yao's hand tightened slightly as she held the teacup, feeling the lingering warmth, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

She slowly walked to the window, gazed at the dark night sky outside, and murmured to herself, "Tomorrow..."

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew through, extinguishing the candle on the table and plunging the room into darkness. Dai Yao felt a chill run down her spine, a strange coldness creeping into her heart…

"what happened?"