The Game with Fairies - Chapter 417

Chapter 417: Searching for Jiang Xiaoyu

The appearance of the Auspicious Heavenly Monarch made a shadow loom over Li Muyang’s heart.

He had thought that the barrier of the Sea of Mist would allow him to rest easy.

Yet, the group of resentful and evil deities from the Ancient Grudge Well actually crossed the Sea of Mist to come here…

Damn, that’s outrageous!

What on this continent could possibly attract you?

It couldn’t just be that you’re simply lost, right?

Returning to his residence, Li Muyang quickly packed his bags and then rested while waiting.

At noon the next day, he boarded the flying boat heading to the Hehuan Sect.

At this Dao Discussion Conference, Li Muyang would represent the younger generation of the Demon Refining Sect, so his status was at its peak.

There were no outer disciples on the entire flying boat, only inner disciples.

Eighty percent of the Hall of Enforcement’s disciples were mobilized, and the law enforcement elder Yan Xiaoru accompanied them as the helmsman, ensuring there was no issue in their trip.

According to the sect leader Gong Yanghong’s request, it would be best to support Li Muyang in winning the top spot at the Dao Discussion Conference, becoming the protector of the Hehuan Sect’s young sect leader.

If the Demon Refining Sect could form a strong alliance with the Hehuan Sect, their influence would surely rise to a new level.

To encourage the Hall of Enforcement, the sect even generously allocated a large amount of medium-grade spiritual rice and spiritual items to the flying boat as supplies for the disciples’ journey.

Several elders even personally came to the port to bid farewell, and the normally aloof Demonic Sect elders were all smiling warmly, praising the young and promising Li Muyang and wishing him success on his journey.

Even the Demonic Sect sect leader, who couldn’t personally see him off due to seclusion, sent his direct disciple to bid farewell in his stead.

The disciples who came to watch the departure at the port were a sea of people, all eager to catch a glimpse of Li Muyang, the newly rising cultivation prodigy, and to see what he looked like.

At this moment, Li Muyang, standing beside Yan Xiaoru, unexpectedly became the focal point of everyone’s attention, making even Yan Xiaoru seem like a mere backdrop.

Standing amidst this bustling scene, Li Muyang felt no excitement.

He had never been interested in fame and power, and even though he now had the prestige and influence many dreamed of, Li Muyang remained calm.

He even found the lengthy and bothersome farewell ceremony annoying and just wanted it to end quickly so he could return to the flying boat and play games.

When the farewell ceremony finally concluded, Li Muyang, Yan Xiaoru, and many law enforcement disciples finally set sail on the flying boat.

Behind them at the Demonic Sect flying boat port was the crowd that had come to see them off.

As the flying boat flew higher and higher, the lively crowd became smaller amidst the mountains, eventually disappearing from sight.

The wind blew through the mountains as Yan Xiaoru and Li Muyang stood on the deck, watching the Demonic Sect’s mountain gate grow more distant.

Yan Xiaoru, who had a serious and cold demeanor, finally showed a change in expression.

The two were alone at the edge of the deck, with only Aunt Su standing by their side.

Yan Xiaoru raised an eyebrow and said to Li Muyang, “You’re quite composed. A young man achieves success overnight, yet you’re neither arrogant nor impetuous… You’re doing quite well.”

It was rare for Yan Xiaoru to offer praise.

Li Muyang’s personality had always been carefree and casual, and now that he was young and successful, for most young people, this would be a disaster.

She had seen too many young disciples become arrogant and complacent after gaining success, ultimately bringing disaster upon themselves.

Therefore, she was also worried that Li Muyang might not be able to keep his composure.

But to her surprise, Li Muyang’s performance today was so calm, facing the praise of many Demonic Sect elders and the cheers and flattery of the young disciples, Li Muyang’s reaction was mature and steady, unlike a boy who had just turned eighteen.

This was a stark contrast to his usual carefree nature.

Yan Xiaoru’s eyes were filled with admiration.

Li Muyang, however, sighed and said, “You might not believe it, but I really have no interest in these flashy things.”

Li Muyang had never been a power-hungry person, nor did he crave power and influence.

His greatest wish in diligently cultivating and leveling up in games was simply to protect himself, to ensure that he could survive and protect himself in this dog-eat-dog world of cultivation.

At this moment, Li Muyang just wanted to return to the cabin to continue playing games.

But then, Yan Xiaoru said, “Didn’t you show great interest yesterday in the thing that harmed Elder Ge?”

She continued, “This morning, before we departed, I received the latest news.”

“A few elders rushed to the edge of the Sea of Mist and encountered that strange creature…”

Yan Xiaoru’s words made Li Muyang stop in his tracks.

He looked up in surprise and asked, “What was the outcome?”

Their eyes met, and Yan Xiaoru sighed, “Five elders joined forces against the creature, but they couldn’t do anything to it.”

“That thing seemed illusory, as if it wasn’t part of this world, like a projection of some powerful being.”

“The five elders tried to drive it away, but it forced them into a sorry state, unable to do anything to it.”

“Fortunately, the creature isn’t very aggressive. As long as no one attacks it first, it won’t attack any living beings.”

“Whether it’s the birds and beasts active in the mountains or the mortal cultivators passing on the roads, as long as they don’t attack it, the creature will ignore these beings.”

“It just wanders aimlessly across the land, as if it’s searching for something.”

Yan Xiaoru said, recounting the findings of the five elders.

“…The elders followed it for a while and discovered that the creature often utters a strange whisper, seemingly calling for something.”

Yan Xiaoru looked at Li Muyang and said, “The elders said that the creature was calling out in a very strange tone…”

Li Muyang had a sudden bad feeling, “What is it calling for?”

Yan Xiaoru sighed and said, “It’s a strange phrase, it seems to be shouting—”

“Jiang Xiaoyu… save… death…”

“The creature’s cries were intermittent… The elders followed it for a while, but they could only barely make out these words…”

As Yan Xiaoru recounted, Li Muyang’s heart skipped a beat.

Jiang Xiaoyu… save… death?

Was this creature coming for him?

F*ck!

Was this also a real-world consequence of clearing “Deadly Weed”?

Did the Ancient Grudge Well deities from the Heavenly Origin Continent cross the Sea of Mist to find him?

But for what purpose?

Although in “Deadly Weed,” as Jiang Xiaoyu, he indeed had dealings with this group of Ancient Grudge Well deities.

But he wasn’t familiar with this Auspicious Heavenly Monarch.

Moreover, Jiang Xiaoyu had died in the misty world ten thousand years ago, so why would this deity come out now?

Could the deity sense his real identity as Jiang Xiaoyu?

Li Muyang looked shocked, and Yan Xiaoru explained.

“You probably don’t know the name Jiang Xiaoyu, but according to the records of our clan’s elders in ancient texts, this Jiang Xiaoyu was a peculiar and strange being from ancient times.”

“You might not know Jiang Xiaoyu, but you should have heard about Fairy Qinghe, right?”

Yan Xiaoru sighed, “In the legends of ancient times, Fairy Qinghe yearned to meet her Elder Brother once more, and his real name was Jiang Xiaoyu…”