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

"... the white-robed disciples of the Demon Sect, they are so valiant?"

The speaker was the Demon King of Inkstone Lake, an ally who had formed an alliance with the Refinement Demon Sect.

These demons that dwelled in the mountains and wilds rarely descended, and after forming an alliance with the Demon Sect, each utilized what the other provided, which meant the demons no longer needed to venture into the world to cause harm.

This was the first time since the Demon King of Inkstone Lake had taken human form that he had stepped into the human realm and participated in this kind of fierce competition between major sects.

After seeing the scene of the young man in white robes, appearing crazed and covered in blood, the Demon King admired him.

"What a brave and resolute young man, I like this lad."

Among the crowd, some recognized the situation atop the small Pingyang Ridge.

"Is that... Law Enforcement Elder Yan?"

"Indeed, it is Law Enforcement Elder Yan Xiaoru..."

"Wasn't it said that she had already disappeared? How is she not dead yet?"

The atmosphere heated up instantly when the Demon King and the demon cultivators recognized Yan Xiaoru's identity.

Even the usually silent Sect Master of the Demon Sect slightly furrowed his brow at this time.

The disciples of the Blood Lotus Sect, like sewer rats, could only survive hiding in dark corners to avoid the major cultivation sects.

Yet these sewer rats had stirred trouble on the territory of the Refinement Demon Sect, trapping the Sect Master and twelve Elders of the Demon Sect, and even capturing three Elders.

This was an utterly disgraceful humiliation; if word got out, it would be a laughingstock for both immortals and demons.

Seeing that another Elder of the Demon Sect was still alive and had not been captured by the Blood Lotus Sect, Gong Yanghong immediately made a decision.

"Gather forces to rescue Law Enforcement Elder Yan!"

The Refinement Demon Sect could not afford to lose more Elders to the Blood Lotus Sect!

They had to find a way to rescue even the three Elders who had already been captured.

Gong Yanghong's orders were swiftly passed down.

How to rescue Law Enforcement Elder Yan suddenly became the most urgent matter for the Refinement Demon Sect before launching a full-on assault, and each prominent figure of the Demon Sect offered their views.

Above the Flying Boat, the Escaping Light was dazzling.

On the densely populated earth below, more and more mortal warriors gathered from various cities under the control of the Demon Sect.

The moment this assembly completed would be the time to launch the full attack. Enjoy new adventures at empire

By then, the millions of mundane armies the Demon Sect had gathered would attack from six directions into the land sealed from cultivation, relying on their overwhelming numbers to crush the demon followers of the Blood Lotus Sect.

But such an assembly, by current estimates, would still require several days...

...

On Pingyang Ridge, today's rainfall had temporarily ceased.

Despite the still overcast sky, it was a rare cloudy day without rain.

Li Muyang, sitting inside a tent with lowered drapes, was gritting his teeth in throbbing pain.

Yan Xiaoru, her face expressionless, sat beside him, carefully wiping the blood from Li Muyang's wounds and then applying a cool Spiritual Medicine.

At this moment, Li Muyang's body was covered with wounds of varying depths.

Even the Martial God Domineering Body could not withstand the continuous onslaught and slashing attacks from the middle-grade Spiritual Artifacts of the Blood Lotus Sect.

Li Muyang, who had never seen these middle-grade Spiritual Artifacts before, found them continuously greeting him over the past few days.

Even with the healing sacred medicine provided by Yan Xiaoru, which could quickly heal wounds and regenerate flesh, the injuries on Li Muyang's body were still frighteningly numerous.

In the past two days, the Blood Lotus Sect at the foot of the mountain seemed to have gone mad, with their offensive becoming suddenly more fierce and frequent.

From morning to night, the offensive of the Blood Lotus Sect wave after wave, scarcely pausing for a break.

Li Muyang and his party had been fighting bloodily for two days and nights, and the bodies piled up on the mountainside were already many, yet the followers of the Blood Lotus Sect continued to fearlessly throw their lives away.

On Pingyang Ridge, over two hundred people had been fighting a desperate battle for two days and nights, and now only about a hundred and fifty remained; the casualty rate was horrendous.

Li Muyang sighed and said, "If all else fails, I could go and talk to the people down the hill. I can give up the various treatments they've offered me and surrender, as long as the Blood Lotus Cult agrees to let you go…"

Li Muyang said this to Yan Xiaoru.

This had been one of his backup plans.

To pretend to defect to the Blood Lotus Cult in exchange for the safe departure of Yan Xiaoru and others.

But upon hearing this, Yan Xiaoru, who was applying medicine to a wound, frowned and looked at Li Muyang, "No way!"

"If you join the Blood Lotus Cult, there will be no turning back."

"The initiation ceremony of the Blood Lotus Cult involves making a blood oath of eternal allegiance."

"Such a blood oath, inherited from the Ancient Era, has no known way to break. Once you make the blood oath, you will have to become a follower of the Blood Lotus Cult, driven by the oath."

Yan Xiaoru glared at Li Muyang and said, "By then, your parents in Jiuyuan City and your sister Li Yuechan will all be implicated."

"Joining the Blood Lotus Cult is a taboo shunned by both the immortal and demonic paths, and even I cannot protect your family!"

Yan Xiaoru seriously repeated these words.

The two had already discussed the feasibility of feigning surrender before.

Hearing Yan Xiaoru's stern warning, Li Muyang blinked, then suddenly grinned and said, "Elder Yan, didn't you encourage me to leave the mountain earlier? Why are you now preventing me from surrendering?"

"Can't bear to let me go?"

The hand that Yan Xiaoru was using to apply ointment stiffened for a moment, then she suddenly pressed forcefully, ruthlessly cramming the ointment into Li Muyang's wound.

The pain of the torn wound made Li Muyang gasp in pain.

"Hiss… It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! I'm going to die! Elder Yan, please be gentler."

Li Muyang pleaded in a low voice.

Yan Xiaoru then glared at him, her technique becoming gentle again.

"That was then, this is now. Two days ago, there was no hope, and descending the mountain to surrender was a way to live."

"But now, it's different. Two days ago, I saw Elder Ge's refined corpse puppet azure bird flying and hovering for a long time over Pingyang Ridge."

"By now, the situation on Pingyang Ridge must already be known to the Sect Master."

Yan Xiaoru said with an expressionless face, "Knowing what I know about the Sect Master, seeing that I am not dead, he will surely come to rescue me at all costs."

"One less Demon Sect Elder captured by the Blood Lotus Cult means one more bit of face the Sect Master can retrieve."

"We just need to hold out for a few more days, and the Sect Master's rescue will arrive, there's no need to surrender at this point."

Yan Xiaoru finished speaking calmly and rationally, having also finished treating the wounds on Li Muyang's body.

On the muscular man's body, wounds visibly began to heal and scab over.

Li Muyang, feeling the itchy sensation of new flesh growing on his wound, writhed uncomfortably.

He gritted his teeth and raised an eyebrow at Yan Xiaoru in front of him, "Just because of these reasons?"

Yan Xiaoru emotionlessly replied, "I can't bear to let you go… does this additional reason work?"

Only then did Li Muyang stretch out his hands in satisfaction, wrapping his arms around the woman in front of him.

The two huddled close together, with Li Muyang resting his chin on Yan Xiaoru's shoulder, gently sniffing the faint fragrance on the woman's body, and said, "Xiaoru, you're becoming more straightforward."

Listening to his praise, Yan Xiaoru was silent for several seconds. Feeling the man's broad and firm embrace, and his hands wandering around her waist…

Yan Xiaoru, an Elder of the Demon Sect, simply sighed softly at this moment, without dodging or resisting.

Even her tired body relaxed, quietly leaning into the man's embrace.

In the tent, the murmured whispers of the woman echoed.

"When I first came out of the Demon Sword City mystic realm, I should have killed you on the spot…"

On Pingyang Ridge, amidst stormy weather and skies filled with bloodthirsty energy, in this almost hopeless predicament, the two quietly leaned on each other.

At this moment, they became each other's only warmth.