The Game with Fairies

Countless beings lay buried in the chaotic burial mounds.

New graves were hastily erected under the moonlight, many without even a tombstone.

Pale paper money drifted in the night wind, and the mournful wails spread through the shadows, filled with inexplicable sorrow.

Li Muyang sat on a dirty, torn bamboo mat, using the moonlight to clearly see his own body.

Beneath the bloodless pale skin were stiff limbs.

Li Muyang struggled to stand up. Such a simple actionow seemed difficult.

Even the joints of this body were rigid.

“Am I a zombie?”

Li Muyang whispered to himself.

The main quest in his field of vision was updating.

【Main Quest: Rescue Fairy Liuli from the enemy camp】

【Preliminary Task: Head to the heart of Sanhe and find Mystic Sword Sect disciple Wei Xuan】

With the appearance of this preliminary quest, a guiding arrow emerged in Li Muyang’s vision, directing him.

Mystic Sword Sect… Li Muyang remembered that this was the sect founded by Master Qingye in the Heavenly Origin Dynasty.

All the disciples of the sect were Fairy Liuli Chu Qingxue’s Senior Brothers and Sisters.

According to previous conversations with Fairy Liuli in several instances, although the Mystic Sword Sect had few members, they were all geniuses with an exceptional talent for cultivation.

This Wei Xuan… seemed to have been mentioned by Chu Qingxue.

But he had forgotten the specifics.

Now that Fairy Liuli was trapped in the enemy camp, this Senior Brother of Fairy Liuli had become a key figure?

Li Muyang, with his stiff body, headed in the direction indicated by the system arrow.

Within the chaotic burial mounds, the wailing of the woman holding the grave in the distance kept drifting over.

Upon hearing this cry, Li Muyang’s body instinctively became restless, and his vision tinged slightly with blood red.

【Detection of life essence available for consumption】

The system prompt that popped up in his vision confirmed it.

This body was indeed that of a zombie.

This bloodthirsty instinct, the desire to attack the living, was no different from the zombies described in demonic texts.

However, most zombies lacked spiritual intelligence and acted purely on instinct.

But Li Muyang, now controlling this body, was not affected in his thinking.

He did not attack the woman in the burial mounds but instead walked stiffly in the direction of the system arrow.

Soon, Li Muyang left the burial mounds and entered a forest.

The zombie body was slow and rigid, unable to perform agile movements, yet possessed astonishing strength.

After getting used to the zombie’s physical form, Li Muyang began to leap.

He could jump three zhang in a single bound.

In the darkness, Li Muyang’s travel speed increased significantly.

He moved swiftly through the dense forest, occasionally seeing torches passing by in the distance, with many soldiers lurking in the woods.

But Li Muyang avoided them each time from afar.

Although zombies were stiff and moved clumsily, they were incredibly strong, capable of leaping three to four zhang and possessing a powerful sense for flesh, able to detect the scent of living beings from hundreds of zhang away.

Li Muyang calmly avoided all the soldiers, ignoring the bloodthirsty instincts of the zombie, and followed the guiding arrow deeper into the mountains.

The most important thing now was to complete the system quest and find the Mystic Sword Sect disciple Wei Xuan.

With only three days for this time-limited game, Li Muyang didn’t want to waste time on trial and error.

He traveled further and further into the mountains, the path under his feet becoming more rugged until there were almost no traces of human presence.

Eventually, in the midst of a wind-swept mountain belly, Li Muyang found the target of his quest.

【Wei Xuan】

Under the dark night, a health bar floated above a roadside withered tree.

At first glance, the camouflage of this withered tree was seamless, blending in perfectly with the surrounding mountains and forests.

But in Li Muyang’s vision, there was nowhere to hide.

Li Muyang stopped right in front of the withered tree and addressed it.

“Wei Xuan, I am Wuming, here to rescue Fairy Liuli.”

Li Muyang was concise.

He believed that after the events at the Ancient Grudge Well, the disciples of the Mystic Sword Sect must all be aware of the name Wuming.

Sure enough, the withered tree suddenly shook.

The next second, under the moonlight, the tree transformed, morphing into a pale-faced, burly middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.

“Wuming?”

The middle-aged man with the health bar labeled 【Wei Xuan】 above his head frowned as he looked towards Li Muyang, clutching his chest, “Are you Junior Sister Chu’s mysterious friend?”

He sized up Li Muyang, his frown deepening, “Why are you a zombie?”

Li Muyang explained, “It was an emergency. After learning that Fairy Chu was in grave danger, I couldn’t make it in time to rescue her, so I had to cast a spell and take over a nearby dead body to move.”

“Brother Wei, what happened to you? Why are you so severely injured?”

Wei Xuan appeared unharmed at first glance, with no visible wounds, but his health bar was nearly three-quarters empty, leaving only a quarter remaining.

One could say his life was hanging by a thread.

Hearing Li Muyang’s question, the burly middle-aged man fell silent for a moment.

His dark complexion made him look more like a simple and honest farmer than a cultivator.

As he pondered Li Muyang’s question, the reticent Wei Xuan replied, “The governor of Sanhe County rebelled. He poisoned us at a banquet and ambushed me and Qingxue. I was lucky to escape but got separated from Junior Sister Chu.”

“Junior Sister Chu is trapped in the city. Although she has the Immortal Sword to protect her, her life is still hanging by a moment. I’ve tried several times to enter the city and rescue her, but I’m no match for those demon cultivators from the Blood Demon Sect…”

Wei Xuan clenched his teeth in anger as he spoke.

“That despicable governor of Sanhe County! He was of royal lineage, and his father was a close friend of Junior Sister Chu’s father. During these times of chaos in the world, he colluded with the demons from the Blood Demon Sect and plotted against us… despicable!”

The tongue-tied honest man’s curses lacked venom.

But from Wei Xuan’s accusations, Li Muyang had learned the course of events.

It turned out that a governor of the Heavenly Origin Dynasty had defected to the Blood Demon Sect.

The objective was clear now.

Break into Sanhe City and rescue Chu Qingxue.

Li Muyang looked at Wei Xuan, “Brother Wei, do you have any plans? Can we ask for help from other disciples of the Mystic Sword Sect?”

If they could call for help from other disciples of the Mystic Sword Sect or summon Master Qingye, rescuing Chu Qingxue should be a breeze, right?

But obviously, the system wouldn’t make it that easy for Li Muyang.

Wei Xuan said anxiously, “There’s no time. The Immortal Sword has a seal from our master. If Junior Sister Chu forcibly uses the immortal sword to protect herself, it will consume her soul’s essence.”

“If we can’t rescue her before dawn, her soul will be completely drained by the immortal sword, and she’ll die an untimely death. We simply don’t have enough time to notify others for help.”

“We can only rely on ourselves!”