The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!

The Senior Supervisor's expression was grave.

His perception of this world naturally paled in comparison to that of True Person Qingye.

After all, in the shattered remains of the Dharma-Ending Age, only True Person Qingye truly stood at the pinnacle of the era.

The narrative of True Person Qingye alerted the Senior Supervisor to the rotten state of affairs.

Looking again at the myriad lights of the capital city under the night sky, as well as the bustling situation within the far-off imperial palace, the Senior Supervisor's gaze was complex.

"The situation has deteriorated to such an extent, yet the imperial court is still engaging in cutthroat politics, fighting for power and profit..."

True Person Qingye shook his head, "The court is hopeless. If they could but stop the Blood Demon Path's malevolent people from allowing the situation in the southeast to continue deteriorating, that would be a relief."

"We can only save ourselves, perhaps then we might stake a chance at survival."

The words of True Person Qingye left the Senior Supervisor slightly astonished.

"True Person Qingye, you..."

This old monster had lived for over a thousand years and had dominated an era with such tyranny. How could he now utter such pessimistic words?

The Senior Supervisor subconsciously took a step back and said, "You need only speak frankly, Senior. Although Imperial Heaven's Demon-Suppressing Magicians are alone and without much power, we will still help to the best of our ability."

Hearing the Senior Supervisor say this, True Person Qingye's austere and serious face finally showed a trace of a smile.

"With such great disaster before us, this is exactly what is needed. With the help of Imperial Heaven's Demon-Suppressing Magicians, we might truly seize that chance for survival..."

The Senior Supervisor, without any change in his demenor, took two steps back, "So, Senior, what help do you need?"

At the observation deck, True Person Qingye, who looked as if he had stepped out of legends, regained his serious demeanor.

"The ranks of the Mysterious Sword Sect have been decimated, with few left to pursue the path of cultivation."

"The fearsome reputation of the Imperial Heaven's Demon-Suppressing Magicians resonates across the world, yet there are scarcely a few who are of use."

"Facing such chaos, our combined strengths are not enough to turn the tide."

"Since this is the case, we must seek aid elsewhere!"

True Person Qingye stood tall with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

His eyes seemed to traverse time and space, looking towards the coastal fringes of the Tian Yuan Dynasty, to the ceaselessly churning Sea of Mist.

"I shall set sail alone, seeking the Dragon Goddess who has dominated the ancient grievous spirits, for her assistance."

"If we can find the Dragon Goddess to aid us, against the Evil God of the ancient grievance well, we will also possess the power to fight."

True Person Qingye's tone was stern as he spoke of venturing into the Sea of Mist that had devoured all life.

This was no different from suicide.

But his next statement almost made the Senior Supervisor wish he could kick him directly into the sea to drown.

"...Therefore, I need the support of the ancestral treasure passed down through the generations of Imperial Heaven's Demon-Suppressing Magicians—the Star Sea Compass."

"With this supreme treasure to stabilize my soul and guide me, only then will I have a chance of success in entering the Misty Sea to seek the Dragon Goddess!"

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In the Tian Yuan Dynasty, the Senior Supervisor and True Person Qingye were far-sighted and troubled by the changes in the world.

In Tianjiao City, Li Muyang and his adopted sister Li Yuechan, dressed in white robes, were the last to enter the mansion's gates for the night's banquet.

Li Muyang was unconcerned with the grand trends of the world.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

At present, he was no more than an ant of considerable size.

Even the great affairs of the Refinement Demon Sect had nothing to do with him.

Li Muyang had been fully involved in the Refinement Demon Sect's city-wide search to apprehend the devotees of the Blood Lotus Cult.

But he only caught a few small cats.

Yan Xiaoru, on the other hand, had a keen sense of smell. After several days of fruitless searches, she and the Lord of Tianjiao City set a trap together, and remarkably, they managed to capture all the devotees of the Blood Lotus Cult in the city at once.

Even the yet-to-awaken Immortal Artifact was successfully seized.

The overwhelming victory this time, although several white-robed Inner Sect Disciples were killed, and even the patrolling forces within Tianjiao City suffered significant losses.

But compared to the achievement of capturing an Immortal Artifact, all losses became unimportant.

The battle report of this fight had already been sent to the headquarters of the Refinement Demon Sect at the fastest speed.

They only needed to wait for the headquarters to send people over to bestow rewards and send enough manpower to escort the seized Immortal Artifact back to the sect.

Tonight's banquet was for recognizing contributions and rewarding the heroes who exerted themselves in this battle.

Under the bright lights, rows of maids dressed in light gauze, with graceful figures, respectfully stood by the side of the road, welcoming the arrival of the guests.

Further inside was the brightly lit banquet hall, as well as the delicacies from mountains and seas that Li Muyang and his sister loved the most.

The siblings didn't care about other things,

but these delicacies from the mountains and seas, they truly loved.

After the siblings settled themselves in a side hall, they began to eat with great relish, heartily enjoying the feast.

The level of this victory celebration was even higher than the welcome banquet when everyone had just arrived in Tianjiao City.

The siblings were eating joyfully until the dishes were gradually cleared and tea and wine were served to everyone, at which point Li Muyang finally stopped eating.

Spiritual tea and spiritual wine, both beneficial for cultivation.

However, the banquet hall was filled with people moving around, socializing, and talking everywhere.

As Li Muyang and his sister had a good relationship with Elder Yan's direct disciple, in the eyes of outsiders, they were Ning Wan'er's confidants.

Thus, even though the siblings were sitting in the most remote corner, there were still people constantly coming over to offer them tea and toast with wine.

Li Muyang, not wishing to offend anyone, was somewhat annoyed but also felt helpless in the face of these ingratiating smiles and flattery.

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

The cool night breeze brushed against his face as Li Muyang leaned on the railing by the lakeside, sighing as he gazed at the stars reflected in the lake.

Stepping out of the bustling and noisy banquet hall into this tranquil lakeside suddenly felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Li Muyang glanced around, intending to find a place to slack off in hiding.

But from the shadows, a woman's voice suddenly rang out.

"Does Sir Li not hold his liquor well? Everyone was so eager to please and flatter you, yet you chose to leave and hide? How very strange."

The woman's voice carried not a hint of emotion; her tone was flat, as if reading from a textbook.

Li Muyang turned in surprise.

"You are..."

A woman emerged from the shadows, dressed as a man, looking strikingly handsome, enough to make other women's hearts flutter.

But there was a slight bulge on her chest, and it was not small.

Her brows and eyes radiated a heroic air.

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

He then saw the cross-dressed woman's mouth curve slightly, her cold laugh carrying no trace of mirth.

"Sir Li has such a short memory. Weren't we acquainted several times last month in Tianjiao City's prison?"

"Uh..." Li Muyang hesitated for a moment, then finally recognized the heroic and dashing cross-dressed woman before him.

"Fuck! You're the Valley Master of Chaotic Soul Valley?!"

Li Muyang's eyes widened as he carefully stepped back without making a sound.

Previously in the prison, this woman was bloodied and in a state of dishevelment, with a dirty face; Li Muyang hadn't paid much attention to her appearance.

As a result, he didn't recognize her immediately upon their second encounter.

Li Muyang frowned and said, "What? You're not satisfied? Do you truly seek revenge?"

How was this madwoman also invited to the banquet?

And not only was she invited, but upon seeing him, she didn't hide and instead took the initiative to provoke him?

That's quite bold.

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