The Game with Fairies

The director’s expression was grave.

His perception of this world was naturally far inferior to Master Qingye’s.

After all, in the broken era of the Dharma’s decline, only Master Qingye truly stood at the pinnacle of the era.

Master Qingye’s narration made the director realize the rotten state of affairs.

Looking at the myriad lights in the Tianyuan Imperial Capital under the night sky and the bustling situation in the distant imperial city, the director’s gaze was complex.

“The situation of the world has deteriorated to this point, yet the imperial court is still engaged in intrigue and power struggles…”

Master Qingye shook his head: “There’s no hope from the imperial court. If they can stop the fiends of the Blood Demon Sect and prevent the situation in the southeast from deteriorating further, that would already be a relief.”

“We can only save ourselves. Perhaps that is the only chance for survival.”

Master Qingye’s words took the director by surprise.

This old monster had lived for over a thousand years, dominating an era with his tyranny and strength, and now he was speaking such pessimistic words?

The director instinctively took a step back and said, “Senior, please speak frankly. Although the Imperial Astronomical Bureau is isolated and weak, we will do our utmost to help.”

Hearing the director say this, a slight smile finally appeared on Master Qingye’s stern face.

“In the face of great calamity, this is indeed the right attitude. With the full support of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, perhaps we really can seize that glimmer of hope…”

The director discreetly took two steps back: “So, what kind of help do you need, senior?”

On the observatory, the celestial Master Qingye, with his dignified demeanor, became serious again.

“The Mystic Sword Sect is dwindling in numbers, with few left to pursue the path of cultivation.”

“The Imperial Astronomical Bureau’s Demon-Suppressing Master is infamous throughout the world, but there are few talents that can be utilized.”

“Facing such chaos, our combined strength is insufficient to turn the tide.”

“If that’s the case, we must seek reinforcements elsewhere!”

Master Qingye stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

His eyes seemed to pierce through the barriers of time and space, seeing the coastal frontiers of the Heavenly Origin Dynasty and the ceaselessly churning Sea of Mist.

“I will set sail alone, seeking the help of the Dragon Deity Fairy who commands the ancient times’ resentful spirits in the sea.”

“If we can find the Dragon Deity Fairy’s assistance, we will have the strength to fight the evil gods of the Ancient Grudge Well.”

Master Qingye spoke with a grave tone, declaring his intention to venture into the Sea of Mist that devoured all living beings.

This was tantamount to suicide.

But his next words made the director wish he could kick him directly into the sea to drown.

“…Therefore, I need the assistance of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau’s heirloom treasure—the Star Sea Compass.”

“With this treasure to stabilize my soul and guide me, I have a chance of success in entering the Sea of Mist to find the Dragon Deity Fairy!”

In the Heavenly Origin Dynasty, the director and Master Qingye looked far ahead, worrying about the changes in the world.

……

In Tianjiao City, Li Muyang in a white robe and his little sister Li Yuechan walked at the end of the crowd, entering the mansion’s gate for the night’s feast.

Li Muyang was not concerned about the grand trends of the world.

At present, he was just a slightly bigger ant.

Even the major affairs of the Demon Refining Sect were irrelevant to him.

Li Muyang had participated throughout the Demon Refining Sect’s city-wide search to capture the followers of the Blood Lotus Sect but only caught a few small fish.

However, Yan Xiaoru, with her keen sense, joined forces with the lord of Tianjiao City to set a trap after days of fruitless search and managed to uproot the Blood Lotus Sect followers in the city in one fell swoop.

Even the yet-to-awaken divine weapon was successfully seized.

This victory, although several Inner Sect disciples in white robes died and the city patrol forces also suffered losses, was insignificant compared to the capture of the divine weapon.

The battle report of this victory was sent to the Demon Refining Sect’s headquarters at the fastest speed.

They were just waiting for the headquarters to send people to give rewards and dispatch enough manpower to escort the seized divine weapon back to the sect.

Tonight’s banquet was to commend and reward those who contributed to this battle.

Under the bright lights, maidens in light gauze and graceful figures stood respectfully by the road, welcoming the guests.

Further inside was the brightly lit banquet hall and the mountain and sea delicacies that Li Muyang and his sister enjoyed the most.

They didn’t care about other things, but they truly loved the full table of delicacies.

After the siblings settled in a side hall, they began to feast heartily, eating to their heart’s content.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

This celebration banquet was of a higher level than the welcome banquet when they first arrived in Tianjiao City.

The siblings enjoyed themselves until the plates were gradually cleared away and tea and wine were served. Only then did Li Muyang stop.

The spiritual tea and wine were all beneficial for cultivation.

But in the banquet hall, where people were constantly moving and talking, these socialites were busy networking.

Li Muyang and his sister, being close to Elder Yan’s direct disciple, were seen as Ning Wan’er’s confidants in the eyes of others.

Therefore, even when the siblings sat in the most secluded corner, they were constantly approached by people offering them tea and toasts.

Li Muyang, who doesn’t strike a smiling face, was somewhat annoyed by these obsequious and flattering smiles, yet he felt helpless.

Eventually, he found an excuse to leave his seat temporarily and hid outside the banquet hall.

The cool night breeze caressed his face as Li Muyang leaned on the railing by the lake, gazing at the stars reflected in the water and sighed.

After stepping out of the noisy and bustling banquet hall, he felt somewhat out of place in the quiet lakeside setting.

Li Muyang looked around, preparing to find a spot to slack off in secret.

However, from the shadows, suddenly came a woman’s voice.

“Does Master Li not hold his liquor well? Everyone is so eager to please and flatter you, yet you choose to leave and hide? How very strange.”

The woman’s voice was devoid of emotion, her tone as if she was reciting a textbook.

Li Muyang turned in surprise.

“Who are you…”

The figure that emerged from the shadows was a woman dressed in men’s clothing, looking strikingly handsome to the point where even women might be moved.

Yet, there was a slight bulge at her chest, not insignificant in size.

There was a natural heroism in her eyes and brows.

Li Muyang felt she looked familiar as if he had seen her somewhere before.

He saw the woman in men’s clothing curve her lips in a cold, humorless smile.

“Master Li has a short memory. Didn’t we meet several times last month in the dungeon of Tianjiao City?”

“Uh…”

Li Muyang was taken aback for a moment, but finally recognized the person in front of him, the valiant and dashing woman in men’s attire.

“F*ck! You’re the young valley master of Chaotic Souls Valley?!”

Li Muyang’s eyes widened as he took a discreet step back.

When he had seen this woman in the dungeon, she was covered in blood, haggard, and filthy, so Li Muyang hadn’t paid much attention to her appearance.

As a result, he didn’t recognize her immediately upon meeting her again.

Li Muyang frowned and said, “What? You’re not satisfied? You really want to seek revenge?”

How did this madwoman get invited to the banquet? And not only did she get invited, but instead of avoiding him, she actually approached him to provoke a confrontation?

How bold!

Under the moonlight, Li Muyang suddenly felt that something was amiss…