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

The cold moonlight sprinkled upon the Flying Boat.

Aunt Su stood at the rear of the Flying Boat, her expression grave.

Although everyone had guessed that the Demon Cultivators from the Green Sheep Society might catch up,

the fact that they had done so this quickly, just within a day, still brought about a sense of despair.

It shattered all hopes of a lucky escape.

Li Muyang stood at the end of the Flying Boat, watching the eight beams of Escaping Light chasing through the clouds behind, yet he noticed that these beams always maintained their distance and did not immediately rush forward.

Li Muyang was somewhat puzzled. @@novelbin@@

"Why don’t they charge forward immediately?"

This was happening within the territory of the Demon Sect, where these Demon Cultivators were brazenly attacking a Direct Disciple in the wilderness. Shouldn’t they want to end it as quickly as possible?

Why delay?

Were they not afraid that delays might lead to unexpected complications?

Li Muyang couldn’t understand.

Under the moonlight, Aunt Su, with a somber look, exhaled deeply and said, "They are waiting for Old Dry Leaf."

Aunt Su watched the eight beams of Escaping Light, her eyes slightly narrowed.

"Although they try to feign overwhelming power, I can still see the weakness concealed beneath their aggressive façade."

Aunt Su said, "Old Dry Leaf is not among those eight beams of Escaping Light; he must still be on his way here."

"Without Old Dry Leaf, these vermin don’t dare to rashly attack the Flying Boat."

"The young lady’s Cloud Chariot Flying Boat is a superior Magic Artifact, equipped with its own Offensive Formation. If these eight were to force their way onto the Flying Boat, even if they managed to get in, they would suffer heavy casualties."

"Therefore, they are waiting for reinforcements, planning to attack the Flying Boat only after Old Dry Leaf and the other Demon Cultivators all arrive."

After saying this, Aunt Su turned to Li Muyang.

"Since the pursuers have caught up, we can only resort to our last method."

"Next, I will personally drive the Flying Boat, pushing its speed to the limit."

"But in this process, I cannot be distracted and must concentrate fully."

"The Defensive Array of this Flying Boat will be left to you and Yu Chan to handle, you two will act as my protectors."

Aunt Su, with narrowed eyes, said, "If we can shake off these pursuers, we might still be able to buy some time."

"If that group of pursuers tries to entangle us, you siblings use the Formation to meet the enemy!"

This Cloud Chariot Flying Boat was a superior Spiritual Artifact-level Magic Artifact, costly to construct.

In times of crisis, the Flying Boat could be refined to unleash its speed to the utmost limits.

Although this would cause great wear to the Flying Boat itself and require a high cost to repair later, in a life-and-death situation, such concerns were secondary.

After giving her instructions, Aunt Su left Li Muyang and his sister in charge of the deck.

She then sat down in place, crossing her legs and closing her eyes.

As Aunt Su stimulated her Spiritual Power, her body immediately began to float, with dark purple light emanating from within her and merging into the Flying Boat’s deck below.

The Cloud Chariot Flying Boat, already racing across the high skies, suddenly radiated dazzling purple light, as if reawakened, and began to tremble slightly.

The next instant, the purple light in the night sky transformed into a brilliant meteor, speeding across the sky at an incredibly fast pace and flying off into the distance.

The eight beams of chasing light, tracking from behind, were left far behind in an instant.

The eight Demon Cultivators pursuing through the clouds saw this happen and were instantly angry and frustrated.

"This damn Flying Boat can go even faster?"

"Chase immediately, we cannot lose them!"

The eight beams of light accelerated abruptly, attempting to catch the Flying Boat that had sped away in a flash.

But as the purple glow traveled further and further away in the night sky, the extreme speed that surpassed any ordinary Escape Technique and Flying Boat rapidly left three of the beams trailing far behind.

Only five streaks of escaping light remained, fiercely pursuing their target.

"Damn it! Is that the Cloud Chariot Flying Boat owned by that witch Yan Xiaoru? Just how wealthy is she to be able to afford such a contraption!"

High above, a demon cultivator chased until his face swelled and his blood boiled, his pores desperately expelling jets of air.

It was a side effect of his demonic power being pushed to the extreme.

He was both in pain and burning, cursing incessantly.

His fury towards the speed of the Cloud Chariot Flying Boat reached its peak.

In the biting winds high above, a demon cultivator’s deep telepathic message resounded.

"After all, the Cloud Chariot Flying Boat is just a boat, not Yan Xiaoru herself. This rapid pace of the boat can’t last long."

The chasers ground their teeth and persevered, not daring to lose sight of that purple escaping light.

"We just need to intercept this boat before the Demon Sect experts come to the rescue!"

The purple flying boat streaked across the night sky at high speed, with five streaks of escaping light desperately chasing far behind.

The demon cultivators found it extremely difficult to chase, yet they refused to give up.

Meanwhile, on the deck of the flying boat, Aunt Su, who was fully focused on piloting the boat, sat cross-legged in mid-air, her body emitting wisps of purple mist.

The ascending purple mist carried intense heat, distorting the air around it.

But Li Muyang was startled to find that the direction of the flying boat had changed.

Originally, the flying boat had been headed straight towards their Sect, but now it was steadily deviating from that course.

With puzzlement and shock, Li Muyang asked, "Aunt Su? The direction of the boat..."

Li Muyang quickly gave a reminder, thinking Aunt Su had made a mistake with the direction.

But Aunt Su, seated in the void with eyes shut, responded without turning her head.

"This is the direction."

She spoke slowly, "Now that the Old Dry Leaf has caught up, our original plan has to be abandoned."

"Even if Elder Yan is fast, she can’t possibly reach us before Old Dry Leaf."

"Continuing on the original escape route, we would surely die."

Aunt Su, fully absorbed in controlling the flying boat, explained the reasoning to Li Muyang with difficulty and slowly.

"So we’re heading to Cloud Mist Lake. This direction leads to Cloud Mist Lake."

"The demons in that lake might be able to help us."

Ordinary people can hardly withstand an assault by a demon cultivator of the Spirit Travel Realm.

Even if Li Muyang took refuge in a large city, he might not survive. Enjoy exclusive content from NovelBin.Côm

Even large fortified cities like Tianjiao City and Yan Mountain City have cultivators of the Spirit Travel Realm stationed there.

However, in the cutthroat and survival-of-the-fittest world of the Demon Path, where might makes right and the strong prey on the weak, the cultivators of the Spirit Travel Realm who preside over a territory are like princes, holding high authority and power.

Why would they risk enormous danger to protect Li Muyang, a Direct Disciple, against the notorious madman of the Demon Path, Old Dry Leaf?

Even if they didn’t outright reject Li Muyang, when Old Dry Leaf truly came knocking, those City Lords in charge of each territory would definitely not go out of their way to protect him.

Seeking refuge in a large city would simply waste time to escape and possibly lead to an even quicker death.

This was why Li Muyang and the others had initially planned to flee to their Sect, hoping for Yan Xiaoru to come to their rescue, rather than fleeing to the nearest large city.

But now, only two days into the escape, they had been caught up with.

Even if Yan Xiaoru sprouted wings, she couldn’t teleport here to rescue them instantly.

Left to fend for themselves in the wilderness, Li Muyang and the others had to seek other avenues of survival.

Such as the highly unique forces within the Demon Sect’s territory—the allied demons.

Aunt Su, sitting cross-legged in the void, said expressionlessly, "The demons in Cloud Mist Lake, though greedy and brutal, possess natural advantages in their territory. Perhaps they could fend off Old Dry Leaf’s attack for a few days."

"As long as we delay enough, once the Elder arrives, we shall have a chance at life."