The Game with Fairies - Chapter 366

Chapter 366: On the Way of the Sword

“Ahhh… my shoulder! Ahhh!”

Li Muyang cried out in pain, struggling desperately on the floor.

However, Yan Xiaoru’s limbs were tightly locked around him, their bodies pressed closely together.

No matter how much Li Muyang struggled, it was to no avail.

Only the pain in his shoulder grew more intense.

“Are you a dog or something?”

Li Muyang was sweating profusely from the pain.

Yan Xiaoru pressed down on him and bit him for a long time before finally lifting her head, satisfied, and releasing Li Muyang’s shoulder.

She snorted haughtily, sitting astride Li Muyang, looking down at him and said, “That’ll teach you not to play me, you little thief. You seem so honest on the surface, but inside you’re full of sly thoughts.”

“If you dare to deceive me again like you did in Demon Sword City, I’ll bite the flesh off your body piece by piece! I’ll gnaw you down to a skeleton!”

Yan Xiaoru snorted, showing off her sharp tongue.

Li Muyang, trembling from the bite, saw Yan Xiaoru’s pearly white little canines and shuddered violently.

He had no doubt she would do as she said.

You’re the successor of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, aren’t you?

Why are your teeth sharper than those of female demons!

Li Muyang conceded helplessly, “I’ve already told you such a big secret about the Startling Swan Immortal Sword. How could I possibly deceive you?”

Only then did Yan Xiaoru nod, satisfied, “Hmph! I don’t think you’d dare.”

The childish woman, feeling victorious after seeing Li Muyang concede, was full of pride.

However, her face suddenly turned bright red the next second.

The position she was in, straddling the man’s body, was very indecent.

But the real issue was that this indecent position left her wide open and vulnerable.

In an instant, she felt a powerful sword pressing against her.

The blade was so fierce and powerful that just by pressing against her for a moment, it felt as if her body was already penetrated by its heat.

Yan Xiaoru’s body went limp.

With her weak point under control, she dared not move anymore.

Afraid that any further movement would cause the extremely fierce sword to slay her.

Under the immense crisis she had never experienced before, Yan Xiaoru’s body stiffened, not daring to move.

She could only stare in horror, looking down at Li Muyang.

“You’re a pervert!”

“Why, when I’m biting you so painfully, do you still…”

Yan Xiaoru’s face was as red as blood, too embarrassed to finish her sentence.

Li Muyang, questioned by her, coughed guiltily but still stubbornly retorted,

“It’s a sign of health!”

“Full of youthful vigor, reaching for the skies, understand?”

“There’s an ancient poem that says, ‘Why doesn’t a man carry his Wu hook to claim the fifty states of Guan Shan!'”

“I carry a sharp blade; it’s a good thing!”

This was the first time in his two lives that he had such close contact with the opposite sex.

Li Muyang felt his heart pounding, and every drop of blood in his body was boiling.

Yan Xiaoru, sensing the increasingly fierce sword, flashed a hint of panic in her eyes.

She instinctively wanted to get up and flee.

But the moment she moved, Li Muyang suddenly grabbed her.

Their eyes met, and Yan Xiaoru glared, her voice trembling with a mix of fierceness and fear,

“Li… Li Muyang! What are you going to do?”

Their eyes locked, and Li Muyang saw a trace of timidity in Yan Xiaoru’s eyes.

This was the first time he had seen fear in this naive woman.

Even when faced with death, Yan Xiaoru could calmly and indifferently accept her fate without fear.

But now, in this isolated room, despite being at the powerful Purple Mansion realm, she was afraid of Li Muyang in front of her.

The fleeting fear and timidity in her eyes made this stunningly beautiful woman seem incredibly fragile and delicate, so much so that it pained the heart.

–But it also made Li Muyang want to bully her even more.

He firmly grasped Yan Xiaoru’s hands, not letting her go.

Li Muyang chuckled mischievously, “I haven’t had the chance to discuss cultivation with Elder Yan for a long time. Today, I have some time and would like to seek guidance from Elder Yan.”

Yan Xiaoru glared at him with a guilty conscience and asked, “Seek guidance on what?”

“Way of the Sword…”

Li Muyang chuckled, and with a sudden thrust, he brandished his fierce sword, saying, “I possess an unparalleled sword, and Elder Yan possesses the Way.”

“Way of the Sword, Way of the Sword… with sword and way… it’s perfect for discussing the Way of the Sword!”

“Please bestow your teachings, Elder Yan!”

Li Muyang spread his arms, and the unparalleled sword was unsheathed with ferocity.

Witnessing the ferocity of that unparalleled sword, Yan Xiaoru’s eyes flashed with shock, and she instinctively tried to dodge.

But how could Li Muyang, armed with a deadly weapon and a murderous intent, let her escape?

He stood up, thrusting his sword, and attacked Yan Xiaoru.

In an instant, the room was filled with shadows of swords, and sword qi soared to the sky.

The powerful sword qi forced Yan Xiaoru to retreat repeatedly, trying to resist.

However, Li Muyang formed seals with his hands, unleashing many grand hand seals and divine techniques that he had painstakingly learned in his previous life but had never proven.

With each palm, finger, and pinch, his movements strike at vital points.

Although it was his first time displaying his divine powers, he showed remarkable strength.

At first, Yan Xiaoru was able to resist, but as Li Muyang’s offensive grew fiercer, her defense became increasingly weak.

“You… where did you learn these despicable techniques!”

Yan Xiaoru’s face flushed with anger, but she still tried to scold the young man.

However, the moment her words fell, she was already showing signs of defeat, unable to resist Li Muyang’s attack.

Li Muyang showed no mercy, his unparalleled sword shining brightly, piercing Yan Xiaoru’s body in an instant.

Blood gushed out from the wound.

Yan Xiaoru winced in pain and cried out.

Li Muyang was momentarily silent but still hardened his heart, and the sword’s momentum rose again.

After giving Yan Xiaoru a brief respite, Li Muyang once again raised his unparalleled sword and attacked her.

Facing the utterly unfamiliar sword techniques, Yan Xiaoru, who had never practiced the Way of the Sword, struggled to defend.

But as the pain from the sword wounds gradually subsided, Yan Xiaoru finally began to appreciate the subtleties within the fierce sword moves.

Her eyes widened in surprise, discovering for the first time the exquisite taste of the Way of the Sword.

Facing Li Muyang’s crisscrossing sword techniques, Yan Xiaoru was finally able to resist with difficulty, occasionally even resolving them perfectly.

But the next second…

“You cunning little thief!”

Yan Xiaoru glared at Li Muyang, her breath becoming rapid.

Li Muyang’s offensive was too fierce, and seeing that she seemed to be able to withstand it, he immediately intensified his attack, giving her no chance to breathe.

In an instant, Yan Xiaoru was once again beaten back, losing ground.

She clearly felt her defenses becoming more and more strained.

Despite being an Elder of the Demonic Sect, a high and mighty demon, she was now struggling for survival under the sword of a young disciple…

An indescribable sense of shame, along with the never-before-experienced exquisite sensation of the Way of the Sword, churned in Yan Xiaoru’s mind.

These numerous thoughts and unfamiliar feelings accumulated and surged forth together.

In the room, a woman’s high-pitched and urgent cries suddenly rang out.

–This time, she was utterly defeated in the discussion of the Way of the Sword.