THE FAIRIES I FLIRTED WITH IN THE GAME BECAME REAL?!

In the ruins of Black Cloud Fort, shrouded in chilling evil Qi, the endless Evil Gods struggled to break free from the underground seal, frantically surging towards the sky.

Li Muyang stood beside a pitch-black enormous hole, looking up angrily at the sky above.

Although the opponent’s Illusion Technique couldn’t disturb Li Muyang’s mind, witnessing the tragic death of little wild grasses deeply touched his heart.

He had envisioned many possible reasons for the little wild grasses to die, but he hadn’t expected them to perish in the chaos of the rampaging Evil Gods in Black Cloud Fort.

What was even more hateful was that the puppet master with an enigmatic background was using the death of the little wild grasses to provoke him.

In that moment, a strong intent to kill rose in Li Muyang’s heart.

If the opponent were before him, he would have hesitated to summon the corpse of the Mo Fairy and slay this hide-and-seek mouse!

However, as Li Muyang’s voice fell, the invisible giant eye in the sky remained unresponsive.

From the ruins of Black Cloud Fort beside Li Muyang, there appeared a ghostly figure of a woman, covered in blood, with a ghastly appearance.

“Big brother…”

The tragically dead little wild grass, with lifeless eyes and a pained expression, reached out to Li Muyang.

“Save me… save me…”

The next second, the ghost of little wild grass was shattered by a palm from Li Muyang.

He looked up angrily, staring directly at the invisible giant eye in the firmament.

“Is it fun to play these tricks? No matter how realistic your illusions are, you can’t bother me.”

“If you really want to kill me, then come to the Refinement Demon Sect! I’ll be waiting for you at the Refinement Demon Sect! Don’t disgust people with these despicable tricks!”

After raging, Li Muyang no longer wished to entangle with this dark and disgusting fellow.

He immediately activated the power of the Eye of Spiritual Sight, forcibly shattering the illusion before him.

A tremendous feeling of dizziness instantly overcame his body.

But Li Muyang’s expression remained cold and composed.

He merely waited indifferently for the illusion to completely dissipate, without the slightest panic.

Meanwhile, his mind raced.

This mysterious and powerful puppet master had strange strength, sinister methods, and enjoyed manipulating people’s hearts.

Who exactly was this person?

Listening to the voice, it seemed to be a woman.

Knew the stories of Jiang Xiaoyu and little wild grass; knew so many ancient secrets; even cultivated a corpse from The Peaceful Realms.

She could even see through Li Muyang at a glance…

The dizziness soon faded.

Li Muyang opened his eyes to find himself sitting on Yan Xiaoru’s Flying Boat.

An anxious Yan Xiaoru squatted in front of him, her index finger on his forehead, attempting to help Li Muyang dispel the illusion.

And his anxious sister Li Yuechan, as well as his friend Guan Xiaoshun, all nervously surrounded him.

Seeing Li Muyang open his eyes, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But Li Muyang, having escaped from the illusion, subconsciously wiped his nose, finding his fingers wet.

He paused—was he bleeding?

Looking down carefully, it wasn’t just his nose and mouth that were bleeding; many wounds of various sizes had appeared on his body out of nowhere.

Luckily, none of the wounds were deep, and the injuries weren’t serious.

Li Muyang circulated the Spiritual Power within his body, and the powerful blood energy of his Martial God Domineering Body slowly began to heal the wounds.

Yan Xiaoru withdrew her finger, her expression grave.

“…Who attacked you with an illusion? This person’s Illusion Technique is strangely terrifyingly sinister!”

“I tried seven different techniques to help you, but they barely had an effect, and I could only watch as more and more wounds appeared on you.”

“This person’s Illusion Technique is extremely bizarre. I have never heard nor seen this type of Illusion Technique before.”

Although Yan Xiaoru was young, she had read widely from an early age and had ventured into the cultivation world quite early, making her very knowledgeable.

An Illusion Technique she had never seen…

Li Muyang, wiping the fresh blood from his body, said, “I don’t know who it is, but it must be someone from Qing Yang.”

Li Muyang lifted his head to gaze at the distant sky.

There, it was a scintillating splendor.

During the time he was ensnared by the Illusion Technique, the Refinement Demon Sect’s Sect Master and Tianxin the Elder’s fierce battle had escalated to a white-hot state, where these two vast and mighty beings were engaged in an extremely intense fight.

Li Muyang’s heart skipped a beat as he immediately sensed something was amiss.

“…How long have I been trapped in the Illusion Technique?”

He had only been engaged in the Illusion Technique for a few minutes, yet in reality…

And Yan Xiaoru’s reply confirmed Li Muyang’s hunch.

“You have been trapped in the Illusion Technique for two hours.”

Li Muyang clutched his chest, suddenly coughing up blood violently again.

Inside his chest, it felt as though numerous insects were crawling, the burning pain was extreme.

Li Muyang said with an ugly expression, “This is not an Illusion Technique at all! It’s some sort of long-range Curse Killing Technique!”

“The Illusion Technique is just a facade to distract and deceive!”

Li Muyang opened the system interface and sure enough, he saw several strange BUFFs added to his character status bar.

[Soul Drop State]

[Insect Devouring State]

[Flesh Decay State]

[Sensory Confusion State]

…

Looking at these strange and unsettling DEBUFFs, Li Muyang’s face darkened.

“Not only is it a Curse Killing Technique, but several Curse Killing Techniques together!”

As Li Muyang finished speaking, Yan Xiaoru once again touched his forehead with her finger.

This time, she concentrated and, following Li Muyang’s guidance, she finally found something abnormal.

“…There really are traces of the Curse Killing Technique!”

“And it’s an extremely vicious Ancient Witch Gu Technique!”

Yan Xiaoru immediately grabbed Li Muyang’s shoulders, and a light for flying soared beneath her feet, as she directly ferried Li Muyang towards the direction of the Refinement Demon Sect’s gates.

“Sister Su, come back with them later!”

After giving her instructions, Yan Xiaoru had already taken Li Muyang and flown off into the distance.

The cutting winds in the high sky smashed against them, shattered by the flying light.

The speed of the two within the light was so fast it reached the extreme, streaking across the sky like a long rainbow, drifting toward the far distance.

This bizarre scene instantly drew the attention of everyone between heaven and earth.

—At such a critical moment of spectating the battle, why had a Refinement Demon Sect Elder suddenly departed, what had happened?

In the crowd below, discussions were buzzing.

Meanwhile, within the flying light, Yan Xiaoru used her Mana to form a dim membrane around Li Muyang’s body in an attempt to delay the spread of the Curse Killing Technique.

“Mu Yang, immediately guard your mind and consolidate your Primordial Spirit; I’m taking you back to the Ritual Hall to dispel the curse!”

With Li Muyang being subjected to such a powerful and complex Curse Technique, Yan Xiaoru’s tone became anxious.

However, Li Muyang within the flying light had his eyes tightly shut and did not utter a word.

At that moment, he was concentrating all his energy on operating the Ghostly Demon Technique within his body, to combat those several bizarre and powerful Curse Killing Techniques.

He had no strength left to respond to Yan Xiaoru.

The Puppet Master controlling Tianxin the Elder had a cultivation that far exceeded Li Muyang’s.

Her long-range Curse Killing Technique, in just two hours’ time, had already put Li Muyang in an exceedingly dangerous situation.

Now as Li Muyang tried to resist, even with Yan Xiaoru’s support, under the assault of the curse’s relentless power that was attacking like persistent maggots, he continued to be pushed back.

Fortunately, they were close to the Refinement Demon Sect, and Yan Xiaoru’s flying light was fast.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Li Muyang and she descended from the sky, landing in the cultivation quiet room behind Yan Xiaoru’s chamber.

Yan Xiaoru immediately brought out the Ritual Hall’s Magic Artifacts and quickly set up an altar, beginning the ritual to dispel the curse for Li Muyang.

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