The Game with Fairies-Chapter 339

In the quiet room, Li Muyang opened his eyes.

The familiar anti-addiction system came online again, abruptly kicking him out of the game.

Breathing in the faint fragrance in the air, Li Muyang let out a gentle sigh.

“…I thought there was no anti-addiction mechanism in the third stage.”

But as always, the anti-addiction system was punctual, never late.

When the time came, it forcefully logged him out.

Recalling the situation in the fog, Li Muyang shook his head.

“I hope she can hold on.”

As the Buddha Mother said, dragon scales counter the blue flames of the Heart-Eating Worms.

The Flood Dragon was indeed the natural predator of these bizarre giant worms.

When a Moon-Biting Dragon encounters a Heart-Eating Worm, aside from the unbearable pain caused by the blue fire, it would hardly suffer any other damage.

However, the pain from being scorched by the blue fire was extremely uncomfortable.

Li Muyang, who considered himself to have a good tolerance for pain, had to rest for a while after each battle with the monsters, mentally preparing himself before he had the courage to lure and trap the next one.

He could only hope that the Dragon Maiden would be strong enough to not fear the pain.

Over the past night, Li Muyang had wandered in the fog for several hours, using slices of White Bone Tai Sui meat as bait to lure and kill six monsters.

During this process, he discovered that the strength of the monsters that appeared was related to the thickness of the Tai Sui meat he cut.

The thicker the slice of Tai Sui meat, the stronger the monster it attracted.

And the stronger the monster, the thicker its health bar, the more Heart-Eating Worms wriggling on its body, the greater the power of the blue fire, and the more intense the pain of being scorched.

Now that he had been logged out, a day and a night had passed, and it was uncertain how many monsters the Moon-Biting Dragon could defeat…

Pondering over the situation in the game, Li Muyang got up and walked out of the house.

He had been toiling in the game for a day and a night, and the same amount of time had passed in reality.

Outside, the sky was filled with stars, marking the time of nightfall.

The flying boat, covered with flowers and plants, sped through the pale moonlight, continuously flying towards the direction of the Demon Refining Sect’s gate.

On this flying boat, there was a small secret realm that could evolve various landscapes.

Li Muyang’s parents, as well as Ning Wan’er’s parents, were currently residing in the small secret realm.

This secret realm had a certain defensive capability, making it relatively safe to live in and preventing them from being taken hostage by pursuers like the Old Man of Withered Leaves and other demonic cultivators.

Although with the power and cultivation of the Old Man of Withered Leaves and others, if they were to catch up, they probably wouldn’t need hostages…

Li Muyang stepped out of the house and saw a figure standing quietly on the deck.

It was Yan Xiaoru’s personal maid, Aunt Su, currently the strongest cultivator on this flying boat.

Aunt Su stood under the moonlight, quietly watching the night landscape around her, vigilant against possible attacks.

Little sister Li Yuechan and little green tea Ning Wan’er were chatting with Aunt Su.

Seeing Li Muyang come out from the house, Ning Wan’er spoke up.

“Muyang, the latest news is that there have been suspected activities of Qingyang Association’s demonic cultivators in Tianjiao City…”

Although they hadn’t seen the Old Man of Withered Leaves, the activities of the Qingyang Association already revealed some information.

That Old Man of Withered Leaves had indeed come after them and had been misled by the false information released by Li Muyang and the others, heading to Tianjiao City.

Hearing this news, Li Muyang breathed a sigh of relief.

“If the Old Man of Withered Leaves went to Tianjiao City, it would be very difficult for him to catch up with us.”

Although celebrating with champagne at halftime wasn’t wise, theoretically, this news indeed meant they were safe.

They had fled in advance and had confused the Old Man of Withered Leaves with false information, leading him in the wrong direction.

Now, even if the Old Man of Withered Leaves guessed the direction of Li Muyang and the others’ escape and pursued them along the way, it would be very difficult for him to catch up with this flying boat.

He stood on the deck, listening to Ning Wan’er’s account, and they chatted for a while longer.

Later, as they were dispersing, Li Muyang was about to return to his room to rest when little sister Li Yuechan caught up with him, calling him aside.

“Brother, wait a moment, there’s something I want to talk to you about…”

Under the moonlight, the girl hesitated, seemingly facing a difficult problem.

Li Muyang looked at her curiously but didn’t refuse, nodding instead.

“Shall we talk here?”

“Uh… let’s go to my room,” Li Yuechan led Li Muyang inside the flying boat to the small room assigned to her.

The room was somewhat cramped, originally meant for maids and servants.

But Li Yuechan had given up her spacious room to the accompanying Li Damu couple, so she moved into this small room.

After stepping into the room, Li Muyang looked around the small space with interest.

Li Yuechan, on the other hand, nervously rubbed her hands together, seemingly struggling to speak.

Li Muyang curiously watched her and said,

“What’s so hot that you can’t spit it out? Beating around the bush isn’t like you.”

“Don’t tell me you’re the so-called descendant of the ancient Corpse-Resolving Immortal…”

Li Muyang knew that his little sister was somewhat unusual.

He had also suspected that his little sister might be the descendant of the Corpse-Resolving Immortal.

But remembering how Li Yuechan had been affected by the aftermath of a fight with a mere direct disciple Qin Haie when she first entered the Outer Sect and nearly losing her life… Li Muyang dismissed the suspicion.

Although he didn’t know who the Corpse-Resolving Immortal was, the title itself was quite intimidating.

If Li Yuechan really were the descendant of the Corpse-Resolving Immortal, how could she be driven to the brink of death by a direct disciple?

If it weren’t for him spending all his wealth and with the strong support of his friend Guan Xiaoshun, this little sister might have died.

—Could the descendant of the mighty Corpse-Resolving Immortal be so hopeless?

Li Muyang didn’t believe his little sister was the descendant of the Corpse-Resolving Immortal, but that didn’t stop him from teasing her.

And his teasing tone made the girl smile bitterly.

Finally regaining her usual quirky spirit, she shook her head and said,

“If I were the descendant of the Corpse-Resolving Immortal, I wouldn’t stay in the Demon Refining Sect. I would have run off to enjoy my freedom outside long ago.”

After speaking, she looked at Li Muyang again.

Their eyes met, and the girl couldn’t help but sigh again, expressing her headache and helplessness.

“Brother, this time our uncle and aunt fled with us… Have you thought about how to settle them?”

“Our family has been targeted by the Qingyang Association. Uncle and aunt won’t be able to return to Jiuyuan City in the future, right?”

As the girl spoke, she carefully observed Li Muyang’s expression.

Clearly, the topic of parents was a sensitive area for Li Muyang.

Ever since he had stormed out of the house, Li Muyang’s attitude towards his parents had been cold, and even during this visit home, that coldness hadn’t changed much.

So much so that when Li Damu and his wife saw their son, they were almost too afraid to speak too much.

Li Yuechan was nervous about bringing up the topic, but Li Muyang, after hearing the question, simply raised his eyebrows slightly, showing no anger.

After pondering for a moment, he didn’t answer but instead threw the question back to his little sister.

“Do you have any thoughts, Yuechan?”