The Game with Fairies

The flickering flames on the city walls cast a changing light on Li Muyang’s face.

Yan Xiaoru stood atop the city wall, gazing indifferently at the Blood Lotus Sect’s camp outside the city.

The endless tents spread out into the darkness, reaching far into its depths.

Followers of the Blood Lotus Sect, clad in armor and red headbands, patrolled outside the tents with swords and spears in hand.

The flags representing the various Helmsmen and Incense Masters of the Blood Lotus Sect fluttered in the darkness.

Seven Helmsmen, four Incense Masters, each with six Banner Masters under them… For this upheaval in Tianjiao City, the Blood Lotus Sect had practically brought out all its forces.

Silently, they had ambushed over a hundred thousand mortal followers outside Tianjiao City.

Looking at such a formation, the lord of Tianjiao City sighed softly.

“After this, no matter how much the Demonic Sect loses, the Blood Lotus Sect will gain great fame.”

Moreover, given the current situation, it seems difficult for the elders of the Demonic Sect to escape from Tianjiao City unscathed.

Yan Xiaoru glanced coldly over her shoulder at the city below.

At the city gate tower, the streets of Tianjiao City were now filled with torches, gathering all the Demonic Sect cultivators and patrolling soldiers within the city.

Further out were the casual cultivators who were staying in Tianjiao City, as well as practitioners from other sects.

There were over a thousand of these practitioners, and because the blood mist had come so abruptly, they had been forced to stay in Tianjiao City.

Now, hearing that the Blood Lotus Sect was about to breach the city, all the practitioners within the city had rushed over, ready to fight their way out of the city alongside the Demonic Sect cultivators.

For the practitioners in the city, tonight’s surprise attack was their only chance of survival.

Once the Blood Lotus Sect demons broke into the city, all the practitioners still inside would be executed without exception.

Watching the shadows under the night sky, Yan Xiaoru’s gaze was cold.

She knew that the leftover fleeing Demonic Sect elders were hiding among the crowd.

They had changed their appearance and disguised themselves to blend in with the crowd leaving the city, trying to avoid being targeted by the Blood Lotus Sect.

As long as they were not specifically targeted by the Blood Lotus Sect, these powerful figures of the Demonic Sect would have ways to escape from the chaos.

Although not every Demonic Sect elder could command demonic beasts or refine transformation pills, anyone who could become an elder of the Demonic Sect had their own trump cards.

Even if their cultivation was reduced, they were not to be underestimated.

Yan Xiaoru was aware of this, and the lord of Tianjiao City must have known it in his heart as well.

But the two who were left in the open could only tacitly avoid mentioning this matter.

In tonight’s surprise attack, they would become the primary targets of the Blood Lotus Sect.

Yan Xiaoru glanced at Li Muyang and then towards the lord of Tianjiao City, Ou Ziyu.

“Let’s part ways here, Lord Ou.”

Ou Ziyu, clad in a robe, gave a bitter smile and cupped his hands towards Yan Xiaoru: “Elder Yan, take care on your journey.”

After speaking, Ou Ziyu left with his entourage.

Tonight’s sortie from the city would be a three-pronged attack.

Ou Ziyu and Yan Xiaoru, each leading twenty thousand people, would break out from the east and west gates, respectively, while the remaining twenty thousand people, along with various cultivators, would be led by the deputy lord of Tianjiao City to exit through the south gate.

The three-pronged attack was meant to scatter and escape in order to disperse the forces of the Blood Lotus Sect demons outside the city.

Yan Xiaoru had no intention of entangling with the Blood Lotus Sect demons any longer.

If the situation turned dire, she would immediately abandon the group and flee.

However, before leaving, Yan Xiaoru turned to Li Muyang beside her.

“…Why did you come back?”

Since Li Muyang had returned from the blood mist earlier in the day, Yan Xiaoru and Li Muyang had hardly spoken, clearly avoiding Li Muyang on purpose.

But now, as they were about to leave the city and face the crazed Blood Lotus Sect demons outside the walls, no one could guarantee their survival.

In such a dangerous situation, Yan Xiaoru finally spoke up.

She asked the question again, her gaze cold and indifferent.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

And this time, there were only two people on the city wall, with no other onlookers.

Yan Xiaoru watched Li Muyang coldly and said, “I won’t ask where you learned the body refining technique that made your physique so strong.”

“Nor will I ask about the origins of the people behind you. A person with no sect or faction can’t possibly refine such a powerful body.”

“Today, I only ask you one question: why… did you come back?”

“Was it your own will? Or were you instructed by the people behind you?”

Yan Xiaoru’s gaze was cold.

Faced with such a Yan Xiaoru, Li Muyang gave a wry smile, somewhat helpless.

He knew that the strength of his Martial God Tyrant Body had made this Demonic Sect elder wary of him.

This was the reason Yan Xiaoru had been avoiding Li Muyang all day.

After all, Yan Xiaoru knew Li Muyang better than anyone in the Demon Refining Sect.

Over the past three months, the two often met in the dead of night in Wuliuxiang, with Yan Xiaoru teaching Li Muyang cultivation.

When Li Muyang’s cultivation was not going well at first, Yan Xiaoru even personally guided him many times.

At that time, Li Muyang did not have the Martial God Tyrant Body.

In Yan Xiaoru’s view, Li Muyang’s strong physique was suddenly obtained and just happened to come into play when the Blood Lotus Sect attacked the city…

If Li Muyang hadn’t been determined to help Yan Xiaoru, first breaking the Blood Lotus Sect’s martial fighters and then capturing the Blood Lotus Sect’s Incense Master Nangong Ting, Li Muyang would probably have been labeled a spy for the Blood Lotus Sect by now.

Looking at Yan Xiaoru’s cold and distant eyes, Li Muyang sighed and said, “Elder Yan, there’s no one behind me.”

“I’m just a lucky person who happened to come across some opportunities. I’m not anyone’s spy, nor am I anyone’s puppet.”

“I came back to find you of my own will.”

“Elder Yan has been kind to me, imparting techniques, promoting me to the Inner Sect, giving me a ring, and bestowing me with spiritual items.”

“Both morally and rationally, I cannot abandon Elder Yan and leave in this time of crisis.”

Li Muyang’s gaze was sincere.

In the world of cultivation, it was not impossible for lucky individuals to occasionally obtain ancient inheritances or opportunities.

After all, the ancient times of chaos left countless inheritances and opportunities in the world.

The founders of today’s major sects in the cultivation world were all ordinary people who had luckily obtained ancient inheritances.

Even Yan Xiaoru was fortunate to have obtained the “Netherworld Demon Manual,” which allowed her to become a Demonic Sect elder at a young age and intimidate all sides.

After hearing Li Muyang’s words, Yan Xiaoru’s expression remained cold. But Li Muyang, who knew her well, could already see that the woman’s emotions had eased.

The city wall fell silent.

Just when Li Muyang thought he had safely passed the test, Yan Xiaoru suddenly spoke up.

“What am I to you?”