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

Snowy Peak, Black Prison.

The crimson sunset, red as blood, dyed the entire sky.

The Suspended Islands floating above the vault of heaven were, at this moment, engulfed by the blood-red twilight’s glow, imbuing an indescribable sinisterness that seeped into one’s soul.

On the broad staircase plaza outside the Black Prison gate of Snowy Peak, a chilling Evil Qi ceaselessly surged out from within the Black Prison gates, spreading across the stone steps in front.

Beyond the Black Prison gates, the sinister and eerie confines of the Black Prison roiled with malicious, evil energy, from which intermittent painful wails and some kind of deep, strange laughter occasionally pierced the air.

Even the Snowy Peak disciples who were on duty at this dreadful Black Prison were unwilling to linger.

Aside from the thrice daily routine inspections of the prison, the Snowy Peak disciples tasked with guarding the Black Prison would always stay outside its gates.

The rampant and surging evil energy in this Black Prison, accumulated over a thousand years of cultivators’ resentment, could corrode the vitality of the living.

Those with weak willpower who enter the Black Prison might even become eroded by the Evil Qi and be afflicted with all kinds of nightmarish hallucinations.

Now that the patrol’s time had passed, the pitch-black and shadowy innards of the Black Prison lay deathly silent.

Only the faint, weird noises emitted from the cells in the cavernous dungeons could be heard.

These were the sounds of prisoners, driven to madness by torture, trapped within the Black Prison.

On the damp ground, icy drops of water fell from the stalactites on the cave ceiling.

This Black Prison was not man-made but a massive natural limestone cave.

Within this vast hollow cave, the Refinement Demon Sect had isolated numerous cells and, through powerful Arrays, stripped the prisoners of their cultivation.

Once one entered the Black Prison, even a mighty cultivator with a Purple Mansion realm would be rendered helpless as fish on the chopping board.

In the world of cultivation, this was an exceedingly horrifying fate.

In cell number thirty-four, marked with the letter C, a young girl who had been locked up just two days ago, curled up amidst the rolling, frigid Evil Qi, her eyebrows tightly knit.

She struggled to resist the pervasive corrosion of the Evil Qi in the air and, at the same time, gazed up at the sky.

Even though pitch darkness of the cave’s vault was above her, her gaze appeared to penetrate through the ceiling of the cave to the sky outside.

When outside, the sunset had completely dipped below the mountains, and the land gradually darkened,

The young girl imprisoned in the secluded cavern whispered softly, “…It’s become dark.”

Her voice was so low, as if she were murmuring to herself,

as if she were speaking to someone else.

Yet in the air, only the crisp sound of water droplets falling from stalactites nearby could be heard.

The girl, curled up in the corner of the cave, closed her eyes and gradually uttered a certain ancient and strange chant in a low tone.

As the girl voiced the incantation, the bizarre Evil Qi that filled the air around her seemed to be drawn in, slowly swirling around her body.

Soon, the girl crouched in the cell seemed to become the center of a vortex.

With her body as the center, the Evil Qi within a two-meter radius swirled and surged as if converging.

However, such swirling and rotation lasted only a short moment.

The girl, silently reciting in the corner, suddenly stiffened and a trickle of fresh blood spilled from her mouth.

And with the cessation of the girl’s chanting, the swirling Evil Qi surrounding her also abruptly dispersed.

In the dim dungeon, the girl wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and murmured quietly,

“…Another failure.”

The girl opened her eyes, feeling somewhat defeated.

She lay curled in the shadow, striving to regulate her breathing.

A full quarter of an hour passed before she once again closed her eyes.

The ancient and strange incantation once again spilled from her lips, and the evil Qi in the cold prison was again drawn in, swirling around.

But this time, before the young girl could fail, footsteps suddenly echoed.

In the desolate silence of the black prison, such a sound was incredibly jarring, carrying far and wide.

The girl who was in the midst of casting a spell with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide and forcibly terminated the secret technique passed down by her teacher.

In her eyes, a trace of confusion flickered.

Someone was entering the black prison at this hour?

Suddenly, the confusion in the girl’s eyes turned to astonishment.

For the footsteps were drawing nearer to the cell she was in, and eventually, the cold sound of steps stopped right before her, materializing into the figure of her elder brother, Li Muyang.

Dressed in a plain white vestment robe, untouched by dust, the elder brother seemed like a pale moonlight, shining into the gloomy, sunless cell.

The girl in the cell was stunned.

Staring at her elder brother outside the cell in disbelief, she had not expected him to come here.

As their gazes met, the girl remained in a daze for quite a while before murmuring softly,

“Brother?” She seemed unable to believe her own eyes, unable to believe that she was indeed seeing her elder brother.

Li Muyang stood outside the cell in his white vestment robe, frowning at the cold, eerie cell inside.

This cell had neither a door nor the usual iron bars found in prisons.

To the naked eye, the girl named Li Yuechan was simply curled up in a small cave recessed into the mountain, with nothing separating her from the corridor.

However, as Li Muyang took a couple of steps forward, he instantly sensed an invisible wall in the air.

Moreover, this invisible wall seemed to be coated with some kind of evil force.

An unsuspecting collision with it would likely result in a very regrettable incident.

He remembered that in Yan Xiaoru’s files on the black prison, the invisible wall was described as exceedingly fearsome.

Feeling the almost imperceptible air wall in front of him, and sensing the Evil Qi that was pervasive in the air,

Li Muyang took a long breath at that moment.

Looking at his sister inside the cell, Li Muyang said, “I’ve come to visit the prison to see how you are.”

“The black prison doesn’t mind if the relatives of prisoners come for visits; they even let me in alone, without sending anyone to accompany me. They’re not at all concerned about the possibility of a jailbreak.”

Watching the figure of the young girl, who seemed to want to get up from the cold cave, Li Muyang hurriedly gestured with his hand and said, “Don’t move around, right now you’re locked in a cell without any cultivation, and you’re being eroded by Evil Qi. I know it’s painful; you don’t need to move, just stay calm and rest.”

Li Muyang stood outside the air wall of the cell, looked inside at his sister, and smiled, saying,

“The last time I saw you in such a sorry state was when you had just joined the sect and were injured by Qin Haie…”

His smile was gentle, his gaze serene.

However, the girl inside the cell looked at him and remained silent without a word.

The expected joyful reunion of siblings did not occur.

The girl huddled in the corner, after seeing her brother’s smile, instead shrank back even more.

Her bright eyes quietly watched her elder brother from the darkness.

After a long pause, she finally uttered a soft whisper,

“…Brother, why have you come?”

Looking at her elder brother outside the prison cell, the girl’s eyes were as calm and profound as the abyss, devoid of joy or sorrow, filled with a cold resistance.

“You shouldn’t be here right now.”

“You should be by Elder Yan’s side.”

She quietly looked at her elder brother and said, “Only by staying with Elder Yan are you safe.”

“Don’t forget, my crimes could implicate you at any time.”

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