The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!-Chapter 746 - Troll Li Muyang

But for some reason, the image of it standing quietly with its back to Li Muyang somehow bore a nameless desolation.

After scoffing lowly for a long while, the dry corpse spoke with a raspy voice.

“Were they really your parents?” the dry corpse mocked. “You’re the ancient Evil Vein, Jiang Xiaoyu, an ancient creature reborn through body snatching. The real Li Muyang’s soul, you destroyed it, didn’t you?”

“I even have a vague feeling that you seem to have manipulated history, causing some kind of interference with the past and future. My cognition of you has undergone some changes.”

“But how could someone as weak as you possess such immense power?”

“Even Fairy Qinghe from back then couldn’t possibly have had such strength…”

The low, hoarse muttering of the dry corpse startled Li Muyang.

A terrible chill surged through him instantaneously, spreading a shudder through his entire body.

This ghastly thing… actually sensed that history had been altered?

This was the first time Li Muyang had encountered such a thing since he started.

The system’s modifications to reality were almost traceless; except for Li Muyang, the person involved, no one else was aware of the changes to history.

But the dry corpse in front of him felt it…

Li Muyang’s heart was filled with extreme shock, with tumultuous waves roaring inside, yet his facial expression remained calm and indifferent.

He frowned at the dry corpse before him and said slowly, “So you really are the Fox Immortal, right?”

“Was it you who brought me to my parents that year and reconstructed a new body for me?”

Li Muyang repeated the question, seeking a definite answer.

Most importantly, he wanted to divert the topic.

However, the dry corpse still did not respond to his question.

The mysterious and disturbing dry corpse emitted an extremely mocking low and piercing strange laughter.

“Ha ha ha… ha ha…”

These laughter sounds continued to overlap, as if many different voices, many indistinguishable between yin and yang, were sneering.

And the mist above the Reincarnation Wheel also became even more obscure amidst the piercing, eerie laughter.

The dry corpse laughed coldly for a long while before finally saying.

“You shouldn’t be here, Jiang Xiaoyu. I can feel it, you carry the aura of Fairy Qinghe, you’ve collected many of her artifacts, and you intend to try to resurrect her, right?”

“What a dangerously hopeless and dark path you’re on, Jiang Xiaoyu.”

“You know nothing about death.”

“My only warning to you is that you’re better off giving up on this impractical fantasy.”

“Regardless of whatever schemes you laid out ten thousand years ago, they will only push you further into the abyss.”

“The Peaceful Realms have been destroyed, Human World is in ruins, and even the Ancient Resentment Well that existed since time immemorial has been reduced to rubble.”

“Death is irreversible. It’s the reward given by the cosmos to all beings, and no one is permitted to reject it, no rejection allowed!”

“If you continue to be obstinate, you will ultimately confront the abyss of darkness!”

The mummified corpse chuckled sinisterly, its figure slowly fading in the mist.

Li Muyang frowned, watching all this, trying to intervene but found himself unable to move as if suppressed by mountains.

As the mummified corpse completely vanished into the mist, the others on the Reincarnation Platform gradually returned to Li Muyang’s view, and he heard their voices again.

When Li Muyang looked up once more, he saw the mummified corpse still slumping, rigid and icy, sitting motionless as if everything before had been his own delusion.

Deep in thought with a furrowed brow, Li Muyang sensed a gaze piercing through him like a thorn in his side.

Li Muyang kept silent for a while, but finally turned slowly and looked towards Chou Yuyan not far away.

This woman, dark and pale, was nothing more than a corpse.

She was Little Wild Grass’s only disciple, the heir to Little Wild Grass’s legacy.

Her cultivation was based on the technique created by Little Wild Grass, “Immortal Heart Slaughter.”

Thus, though her demeanor and aura had dramatically changed, she still exuded an aura that Li Muyang found familiar and reassuring.

It was indeed the aura of the same technique from the lineage of Little Wild Grass.

Now as their eyes met, Chou Yuyan’s were filled with cold malevolence.

“…You won’t live much longer, Jiang Xiaoyu.”

Chou Yuyan coldly stated: “Yan Xiaoru can’t protect you forever. Once my pact with her is fulfilled, I will personally take your life.”

Chou Yuyan’s hatred and intent to kill Li Muyang were deeper than the sky, deeper than the sea.

After remaining silent for a moment, Li Muyang looked at Chou Yuyan before him.

Though this madwoman was annoying, she was Little Wild Grass’s only disciple, and her hatred for Li Muyang was because of Little Wild Grass…

Thinking this, Li Muyang decided not to lower himself to her level.

After all, once Little Wild Grass was resurrected, it would be her job to deal with this madwoman.

I can’t be bothered to deal with you, I’ll let your master do it!

Li Muyang let out a cold laugh, staring straight into Chou Yuyan’s eyes, he said: “So you’ve scrounged by since the dark ages, living at least ten thousand years, you founded that piece of trash Qing Yang, except for recruiting a bunch of lost souls and ghosts who couldn’t make it on the Demon Path, what accomplishments do you have?”

“Hating me to the bone wanting to kill me, yet to this day, you’ve failed.”

“Searching for the heir of Corpse Immortal for ten thousand years and ending up with no leads whatsoever.”

“Living a muddled existence for ten thousand years, skulking about like a stray dog without a home.”

“How did Zhi Wei ever choose such a waste like you to be her disciple? What have you achieved in these ten thousand years? Has your life gone to the dogs?”

“No, that’s an insult to dogs. Even a dog, if it lived for ten thousand years, would at least become some sort of demon lord.”

“But look at you, even founding Qing Yang, you still hide and skulk, like a rat crossing the street, shunned by the Cultivation World.”

“If word of your ten thousand years lifespan got out, I’m afraid the entire world would die laughing.”

Li Muyang didn’t pamper this insane woman at all and directly hurled insults at her.

Chou Yuyan, of course, did not expect Li Muyang to dare insult her like this, especially with such sound logic.

For a moment, she was stunned.

After being dumbfounded for several seconds, Chou Yuyan was so enraged that she almost went mad, with deathly energy overflowing from her body.

But Li Muyang continued his tirade.

“Compared to me, you’re the one who’s truly squandered Fairy Qinghe’s efforts.”

“Fairy Qinghe took you as her disciple, passing on her legacy to you, yet you’ve degenerated into something neither human nor ghost, barely surviving ten thousand years with nothing to show for it.”

“If I were you, I’d be ashamed to face anyone, I’d find a slab of tofu to crash into and die, to avoid tarnishing Fairy Qinghe’s illustrious name.”