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

Several months ago, the newly appointed Patron, who had been in his glory, suddenly found his gate desolate and a myriad of malicious gazes emerging in the shadows.

Countless people were watching this tranquil courtyard, waiting for Li Muyang to appear.

The sudden departure of the Young Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect was a clear signal—Li Muyang’s wall was about to collapse.

And when a wall is about to fall, there are always plenty who rush to push it down.

Rumors spread within the Refinement Demon Sect; many said the Sect intended to hold Li Muyang accountable for shielding the guilty.

According to the laws of the Refinement Demon Sect, a disciple of the Corpse Immortal who hunted demonic cultivators and flaunted his power outside the Sect was committing a grave offense against the Sect and was undeniably doomed to death.

Li Muyang, as a relative of the disciple of the Corpse Immortal, was also to be implicated.

Even if he did not die, he would most likely be dispatched to some remote province to serve as a local guard, with no chance ever again to enter the inner circle of the Sect.

Many were whispering behind the scenes, even plotting covertly.

Once the Sect Master came out of seclusion in two days and confirmed that Li Yuechan was a disciple of the Corpse Immortal, these people would rise as one, using their influence within the Sect to persuade the Sect Master to sentence Li Muyang to collective punishment.

Li Muyang, who always kept to himself and never left his residence, had done nothing, and yet overnight, he became the thorn in the side of countless people.

Those who scurried about forming alliances, exploiting their influence—many hadn’t even seen Li Muyang.

But that didn’t deter them from trying to knock down and crush a potential rival.

Amid this chaos and undercurrent, there were those who “kindly” came to visit, warning Li Muyang to be cautious.

Yet these visitors, as always, were met with a closed door.

Li Muyang, who always secluded himself for arduous cultivation, displayed not the slightest panic in this moment of impending disaster and looming storm.

He continued to shut himself in, unwilling to step half a foot outside his room.

He neither sought to curry favor through his own efforts nor paid court to those in power.

Faced with a calamity that could destroy his future, the new Patron seemed to withdraw into his shell like a turtle in its den.

“…Hiding like this, can he evade disaster? What a fool!”

Mockery of this sort must have erupted countless times in the shadows.

Those covertly observing Li Muyang’s every move all sneered at the countrified bumpkin’s lack of strategy.

A bumpkin will always be a bumpkin, devoid of foundations and insight, simply a lucky peasant.

Even if he had held sway for a moment, now that adversity had struck, he was done for!

Sneers and jeers became the prevailing sentiment within the Refinement Demon Sect.

The ridicule spread so widely that even the ordinary Inner Sect Disciples heard it.

Thus, even more people began to pay attention to the small courtyard atop the Law Enforcement Elder’s Suspended Island.

Seeing the firmly closed doors of the courtyard with no sign of activity, the derisive laughter spread even further.

Even average Inner Sect Disciples joined in the fervor of mockery and sarcasm.

Within the entire Refinement Demon Sect, the only place devoid of derision towards Li Muyang was the Suspended Island of the Law Enforcement Hall.

But this was not because the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall cherished Patron Li excessively.

The reason was simple; Cheng Feiyang, the Chief of the Law Enforcement Hall, had coldly given an order.

—Anyone who dared to speak out of turn in his presence would feel the unforgiving edge of his sword.

Although Cheng Feiyang had not risen as rapidly as Li Muyang, his talent was recognized by the Law Enforcement Elder Yan Xiaoru.

Adding to this, he was only young and had already achieved Late Core Formation, commanding the Law Enforcement Hall’s disciples for two years.

Cheng Feiyang’s future prospects were considered no less promising than Li Muyang’s once had been.

With him standing up for Li Muyang, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall instantly fell silent, daring not to utter a word of mockery.

But when people saw that closed door, they refrained from speaking out of turn, even in Cheng Feiyang’s presence.

But when the Inner Sect Disciples exchanged glances, the scorn and mockery flashing in their eyes were incredibly lively.

Throughout the entire Refinement Demon Sect, driven by those with ulterior motives, within just one day, the once-promising newly inducted sponsor had turned into a disgraced coward, a gutless country bumpkin.

Everyone was waiting to watch the excitement.

Waiting for the day, two days later, when the Sect Master would finish his meditation and summon Li Yuechan for questioning.

As long as the Sect Master confirmed that Li Yuechan was indeed the disciple of the Corpse Immortal,

then these once high-profile siblings from the Li family would utterly fall from grace!

Everyone was waiting for that moment.

They eagerly anticipated, spread the word, enthusiastically discussed, waiting for the spectacle of those exalted figures falling into the mire.

However, amidst this waiting, something unexpected happened.

The tightly closed gates of the small courtyard on the Law Enforcement Elder’s Suspended Island, which had refused all visitors and curled up like a turtle shell for two days and one night, finally opened at the last moment, only a few hours before the Sect Master was due to emerge from seclusion.

The doors of the tightly shut small courtyard actually swung open.

The Li Muyang who had been hiding away like a turtle, actually walked out of the courtyard!

In an instant, countless pairs of eyes converged upon this spot.

People with expressions of surprise, curiosity, ridicule, or sneers watched the courtyard.

And Li Muyang, stepping out from the gate in the sunset glow, seemed to ignore the gazes lurking in the shadows.

At this moment, he simply stood in front of his own gate, yet it felt as though he stood beneath a spotlight, feeling the convergence of countless eyes on him.

But Li Muyang didn’t care.

He merely looked towards his junior brother Cheng, who had come upon hearing the news, seeing this swordsman with a huge blade on his back and fierce demeanor, Li Muyang simply greeted him.

“…Junior Brother Cheng.”

Although he now held a higher status than Cheng Feiyang, Li Muyang was used to calling him Junior Brother Cheng.

The youth Cheng Feiyang, however, had a cold expression on his face and said, “Now, there are slanders about you spreading everywhere in the sect…”

Junior Brother Cheng seemed to intend to say something more.

But Li Muyang shook his head and said, “It doesn’t matter, let them.”

He didn’t even bother to see from where those sneaking glances were coming.

Bathing in the blood-red hues of the setting sun, Li Muyang said to Cheng Feiyang, “Junior Brother Cheng, please make a trip to Jiuyuan City for me, I have a letter that needs delivering.”

“Leave immediately, this letter is very important.”

Li Muyang handed a blank letter to Cheng Feiyang, watching the cool youth with the giant sword disappear from view.

Then he turned and, stepping on a flight light, took off into the sky.

In the distance, he saw Auntie Su standing on the stairway of Yan Xiaoru’s sleeping chambers, watching him.

Their eyes met, and Auntie Su remained silent.

Li Muyang, however, smiled and waved to her from afar, gesturing for her to leave.

Under the sunset, Li Muyang’s flight light trailed a long tail of flames, resembling a brilliant meteor streaking across the sky of the Refinement Demon Sect, eventually landing outside the dark prison of Snow-Stepping Peak.

And Auntie Su, who watched all this unfold from afar, fell silent for a moment, but she did not leave.

Facing the imminent disaster and chaos, she quietly stood on the steps, gazing into the distance.

With the Miss away, she had to use her own eyes to see this man off in place of the Miss.

Although the man’s choice signified the vanishing hope for the Miss’s life to be prolonged,

At that moment, she surprisingly felt no anger in her heart.

Because she knew what followed would be a catastrophe of bloodshed, a tumult that would shock the world.

And at the same time, it would be an absolute sublimation… resplendent!

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