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

"Ah, my shoulder! Ahhh!"

Li Muyang cried out in pain, desperately struggling on the floor.

However, Yan Xiaoru’s limbs were tightly locked around him, pressing their bodies closely together.

No matter how Li Muyang struggled, it was of no use.

The only thing was the pain in his shoulder, which became more and more intense.

"Are you crazy!" Li Muyang shouted in agony, his forehead soaked with sweat.

Yan Xiaoru pressed down hard and bit him for a long time, finally raising her head with satisfaction and loosening her grasp on Li Muyang’s shoulder.

She haughtily snorted twice, straddling Li Muyang, and looked down at him, "For playing games with me, you little thief. You seem honest and decent, but you’re full of tricks inside."

"If you ever dare to deceive me again like you did in Demon Sword City, I’ll bite the flesh off your body, bite by bite! I’ll gnaw you to a skeleton!"

Yan Xiaoru snorted, displaying her sharp tongue.

Li Muyang, quivering from the bite, involuntarily shuddered when he saw Yan Xiaoru’s petite white fangs.

He had no doubt that Yan Xiaoru would do as she said.

This childish woman, aren’t you the successor of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion? How come your teeth are sharper than those female demons!

Li Muyang resignedly admitted defeat, "I’ve already told you such a big secret about the Startling Swan Immortal Sword, how could I possibly deceive you?"

Yan Xiaoru then nodded satisfactorily with a grunt, "Hmph! I thought you wouldn’t dare."

The childish woman, seeing Li Muyang concede, appeared triumphant as if she had won a great battle.

However, her face suddenly turned bright red the next second.

Her position straddling the man’s body with her legs apart was very inappropriate.

But the key issue was that this very inappropriate position left her wide open and vulnerable.

In an instant, she felt a powerful sword pressing against her.

The blade was so fierce and strong that just its touch seemed to pierce her body with its heat.

Yan Xiaoru’s body suddenly softened.

With her weakness gripped, she dared not move anymore.

Fearing that any further movement would make the extremely fierce sword slay her.

Never before had she experienced such a great crisis, Yan Xiaoru’s body stiffened, daring not to move.

All she could do was stare in panic at Li Muyang below her.

"You’re a pervert!"

"Why, when I bit you so painfully, you still..."

Yan Xiaoru’s face flushed with embarrassment, too ashamed to finish her sentence.

Li Muyang, feeling guilty, coughed but still retorted defiantly, "This is a sign of health!"

"Vigor and vitality, do you understand?"

"As the old poem goes, ’Why shouldn’t a man wield his sword, to take over fifty states?’"

"Having a sharp sword in me is a good thing!"

This was the first time in two lifetimes he had such intimate contact with the opposite sex.

Li Muyang felt his heart pounding fiercely, every drop of his blood boiling.

Realizing the increasingly fierce sword, a flash of panic crossed Yan Xiaoru’s eyes.

She instinctively tried to get up and flee.

But the moment her body moved, Li Muyang suddenly grabbed her.

Their eyes locked fiercely, Yan Xiaoru exclaimed with a trembling voice, "Li... Li Muyang! What are you doing?"

Their gazes met, and Li Muyang saw a hint of fear in Yan Xiaoru’s eyes.

This was the first time he had seen fear in this childish woman.

Even when facing death previously, Yan Xiaoru could accept her fate calmly and coldly, never showing fear.

However, in this secluded room at that moment, she who had reached the Purple Mansion Realm and possessed great cultivation, was actually afraid of Li Muyang standing before her.

The fear and cowardice that flickered through her eyes made this exquisitely beautiful woman appear incredibly fragile, so delicate that it moved one’s heart.

— But it made Li Muyang want to bully her even more.

He tightly grasped Yan Xiaoru, preventing her from leaving.

Li Muyang chuckled and said, "It has been a long time since I discussed cultivation with Elder Yan, today I just happen to have some time and would like to ask for some teachings from Elder Yan."

Yan Xiaoru, feeling guilty, glared at him and asked, "Ask about what?"

"Sword Dao…" Li Muyang chuckled sinisterly, suddenly thrusting his fierce sword forward, and said, "I possess a peerless sword, and Elder Yan possesses the Dao."

"Sword Dao, Sword Dao, with a sword there is Dao… just the right time to discuss the Sword Dao!"

"Please bestow me with your teachings, Elder Yan!"

Li Muyang spread his hands out, and the peerless sword fiercely unsheathed.

Witnessing the ferocity of the peerless sword, a hint of shock flashed in Yan Xiaoru’s eyes, and she instinctively tried to dodge.

But Li Muyang, armed with a deadly weapon and murderous intent, how could he let her escape?

He immediately stood up, brandishing his sword, and charged at Yan Xiaoru.

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In that instant, the room filled with heavy shadows of swords and Sword Qi soared into the sky.

Powerful Sword Qi came forth, forcing Yan Xiaoru to retreat continuously, trying to resist.

However, Li Muyang clasped his hands to form seals, releasing the various Great Handprint Divine Skills he had learned laboriously in his previous life but had never tested before.

With every palm, finger, and twist, each move was effortlessly powerful, striking at vital points.

Though it was the first time he demonstrated his Divine Skills, he showed remarkable strength.

Initially, Yan Xiaoru could still resist, but as Li Muyang’s attacks grew fiercer, her defense became increasingly weak.

"You… where did you learn such disgraceful techniques!"

Yan Xiaoru’s face flushed red, but she still stubbornly reprimanded the young man.

But the moment her words fell, she already showed signs of defeat, no longer able to resist Li Muyang’s assault.

Li Muyang showed no mercy, his peerless sword gleaming brightly, piercing through Yan Xiaoru’s body in an instant.

Blood instantly spilled from the wound.

Yan Xiaoru furrowed her brows in pain, crying out.

Li Muyang was momentarily silent, but still hardened his heart, his sword intent rising again.

Allowing Yan Xiaoru only a brief moment to breathe, Li Muyang once again wielded his peerless sword, attacking her.

Faced with this utterly unfamiliar sword technique, Yan Xiaoru, who had never trained in the Sword Dao, struggled immensely to defend.

But as the pain from the sword wounds gradually faded, Yan Xiaoru finally understood the subtleties within these fierce sword strikes.

She widened her eyes in surprise, discovering for the first time that such an exquisite taste of the world existed within the Sword Dao.

Facing Li Muyang’s crisscrossing array of sword techniques, Yan Xiaoru finally managed to muster some resistance and occasionally was even able to perfectly dissolve them.

But the next second…

"You cunning thief!"

Yan Xiaoru glared at Li Muyang, her breath suddenly becoming rushed.

As Li Muyang’s assaults grew more intense, seeing that she seemed able to hold them off, he immediately quickened his pace, not giving her a moment to breathe. @@novelbin@@

In an instant, Yan Xiaoru was once again beaten to retreat helplessly, losing ground continuously.

She clearly felt her defense becoming more and more forced.

Being the Law Enforcement Elder of the Demon Sect, a high and mighty great demon, yet now she was struggling to survive under the sword of a young disciple…

An indescribable sense of shame and an unprecedented exquisite feeling of the Sword Dao churned within Yan Xiaoru’s mind.

All these myriad thoughts and unfamiliar sensations kept accumulating, finally surging forth together.

In the room, a woman’s high and urgent scream suddenly echoed.

— In this discussion of the Sword Dao, she had utterly lost.