The Game with Fairies

Chapter 122

Li Muyang walked alone on the road back to his house, the cold moonlight casting a long shadow behind him.

His left hand gently caressed the spot on his right arm.

It was somewhat unforgettable…

Li Muyang smacked his lips.

Bigger really is better!

Bigger means stronger!

Not to mention that in this world, there are no thick padded bras, no underwires, and no padding maniacs.

He had almost unimpededly felt that wonderful sensation, and looking back on it now, Li Muyang was amazed at his own self-control.

Facing such a great temptation, he was still able to maintain a calm demeanor.

He had never realized before how good he was at pretending.

And now, his secret journey with Elder Yan Xiaoru had finally come to a safe conclusion.

Seeing how sensible and obedient he was, it was unlikely that Elder Yan would silence him.

–If she wanted to silence him, she could have done it earlier. There was no need to let Li Muyang leave.

As for whether Yan Xiaoru would change her mind in the future, it was completely irrelevant.

By the time Yan Xiaoru finished her seclusion and healed her injuries, Li Muyang would have long returned to his home at the Demon Refining Sect, having fed the Startling Swan Immortal Sword plenty of high-grade spiritual rice.

The fully unleashed power of the Startling Swan Immortal Sword would make even a Divine Travel Realm cultivator like Yan Xiaoru have to keep a respectful distance.

Now, Li Muyang had the ability to protect himself and no longer needed to be as skittish as a startled bird.

Returning in a good mood, Li Muyang saw the white-robed youth Cheng Feiyang at the entrance of the alley.

This haughty little Senior Brother Cheng still had a cold and arrogant expression, standing in the cold wind like a statue.

Li Muyang was somewhat surprised.

“Senior Brother Cheng?”

Aren’t all the inner disciples searching for the whereabouts of the immortal sword? Why didn’t Cheng Feiyang go?

Cheng Feiyang sized up Li Muyang and said, “Good to see you’re still alive, go on in. Your sister and Guan Xiaoshun are waiting for you inside.”

He obviously had received the news and was not surprised to see Li Muyang alive and well.

After speaking, the haughty white-robed youth no longer looked at Li Muyang and closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged in the snow.

He entered into meditation just like that.

Under the cold moonlight, amidst the swirling snow, the white-robed youth sat cross-legged at the dark entrance of the alley…

To be honest, this scene was a bit cool.

After four months, this little Senior Brother Cheng was still as good at showing off.

Li Muyang walked past Cheng Feiyang and entered the house, quickly seeing that the courtyard where he lived was crowded with people.

“Brother!”

“Brother Li!”

“Senior Brother Li!”

Li Yuechan and Guan Xiaoshun stood at the front, with a crowd of outer disciples who had come to join in the excitement behind them.

Seeing Li Muyang alive and well, Li Yuechan threw herself at him, hugging her brother tightly.

And in the courtyard, there were loud and cheerful congratulations from the other outer disciples.

“Congratulations to Senior Brother Li for returning safely!”

Although Li Muyang was the least experienced and youngest among these outer disciples, these shrewd people began to respectfully call him Senior Brother with great enthusiasm.

In the eyes of these outer disciples, Li Muyang was already close to the direct disciple Ning Wan’er, and before his disappearance, he had caught the special attention of Elder Yan, likely to be promoted.

Now, having disappeared with Elder Yan and having the fortune to serve Elder Yan for four months, now that Elder Yan had returned safely, wouldn’t Li Muyang, who had served Elder Yan for four months, at least be promoted to the Inner Sect?

In the eyes of these surviving outer disciples, although Li Muyang was still wearing the green robe of the Outer Sect, that robe had long been dyed white in their minds.

Therefore, everyone was cheerful and enthusiastic.

Even the room and bed where Li Muyang slept had been cleaned up by these guys.

The courtyard had also been swept clean, with all the snow shoveled away.

Almost all the surviving outer disciples were now crammed into this small courtyard.

It was a case of everyone lifting the sedan chair together.

Surrounded by everyone, Li Muyang’s smile was somewhat helpless.

He hated dealing with such restless and utilitarian occasions, but as the saying goes, ‘Don’t slap a smiling face’, so Li Muyang still patiently dealt with everyone.

Finally, he excused himself to rest, using it as a pretext to send the crowd out of the courtyard.

Once the courtyard quieted down again and the door was bolted, only Guan Xiaoshun and his little sister Li Yuechan remained.

Originally, the three rooms in this small courtyard housed six people, but the one surnamed Liu died at the hands of demons at Centipede Ridge, and the other three unfortunately died in the bloodstone mine.

Now, only Guan Xiaoshun lived in this courtyard.

Seeing Li Muyang’s return, the young man was very moved.

“Brother Li, you’ve finally come back.”

The ghost-fearing boy from the border town grabbed Li Muyang’s hand, his face full of bitter memories.

“During the days you were gone, I didn’t dare to go out to pee at night, holding it in until dawn every day.”

“The wind outside howls like the wailing of ghosts…”

In these past four months, Guan Xiaoshun clearly hasn’t been at ease.

After all, Demon Sword City was already haunted, and a bunch of outer disciples from the Demonic Sect had died in the mines.

Sleeping alone in the empty courtyard, he had countless nightmares while huddling every night under the cold blankets because he was too scared to poke his head out.

Guan Xiaoshun’s tearful complaints made Li Muyang both want to laugh and cry.

After sending away the irrelevant people, the three close friends could finally talk about their experiences.

Li Muyang briefly mentioned what happened in the secret realm, of course, the story he told wasn’t entirely consistent with his real experiences, to say they were unrelated wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

Following Yan Xiaoru’s narrative, Li Muyang added a bit of embellishment and considered it explained.

Some things, even to his own sister, he couldn’t reveal.

Then Li Muyang inquired about the recent situation inside Demon Sword City, trying to understand the current predicament.

Having been away for four months, he was completely clueless about the movements and dynamics within Demon Sword City.

Li Yuechan and Guan Xiaoshun were the best sources of information.

“Elder Yan’s three direct disciples have all switched to other elders, taking other elders as their masters…”

“Only Senior Sister Ning hasn’t switched to another.”

“We, a group of outer disciples, have been confined to this place, forbidden to go out…”

“It’s said that the sect has mobilized ninety percent of its manpower, sending Inner Sect Senior Brothers and Sisters to scour Demon Sword City, but from the looks of their search, it doesn’t seem like they’re trying to rescue Elder Yan…”

“Starting this month, a ‘mysterious demonic cultivator’ appeared in Demon Sword City, specifically targeting and killing inner disciples of the Demonic Sect, with seventeen inner disciples already fallen victim…”

“It’s rumored that the Sect Leader is furious, vowing to dig three feet into the ground of Demon Sword City to find the murderer who’s killing our disciples…”

The information provided by Guan Xiaoshun and Li Yuechan wasn’t very accurate, making it hard to discern the truth.

After all, both were just outer disciples without access to the core secrets of the Demon Refining Sect.

Although Ning Wan’er was a direct disciple, with Yan Xiaoru’s fate unknown, she had been marginalized over these four months and naturally couldn’t provide Li Yuechan with any useful information.

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