I speedrunned the Fairy Strategy Game

The remains of a severed pulse.

Located in the Jade Liquid Mountains, it resembles a coiled, sleeping dragon, stretching between Zheyun Mountain and Nanxian Sect.

As a battlefield ruin from the ancient war between witches and demons, although the land is fragmented, it still contains countless opportunities.

It has reopened after five years, and entry is limited to cultivators below the fourth realm.

Apart from the mysterious chief disciple who was in seclusion, all the top ten disciples of the Southern Immortal Sect's Sky Ranking were present.

Escorted by the Elders of Law Enforcement and Elders of Discipline, they arrived at Broken Vein City.

Li Muyu killed Chen Nanchao at Luoyang Mountain and took his place, temporarily ranking ninth on the Sky List.

Although he was the only sixth-realm cultivator among them, his feat of slaying the dragon made him famous in the Southern Immortal Sect.

What's even more eye-catching are the two graceful figures in front of you.

Gu Qingxue and Ji Yudie, the two fairies recognized by the Southern Immortal Sect, stood on either side of Li Muyu, arousing envy from everyone.

It makes sense that Gu Qingxue is Li Muyu's senior sister from the same sect.

But when everyone looked at Ji Yudie beside them, they were all a little confused.

"What's going on?"

"Wasn't there a rumor recently that Ji Yudie and Xu Zhengyang were engaged?"

"Ha, you're out of the loop. The engagement was dissolved a long time ago."

"I heard Xu Zhengyang even went to the Enforcement Hall to cause trouble because of this, and guess what? He ended up being carried out..."

Xu Zhengyang walked alone at the back of the line, his knuckles turning white as he heard the whispers of the crowd around him.

Li Muyu was surrounded by flowers, seemingly enjoying boundless glory, but the resentful glances his senior sister occasionally gave him were sharper than sword energy.

On the contrary, Ji Yudie was remarkably calm after shedding the burden of her family, completely unconcerned about the gazes of others.

The ruins of the severed veins are about to be opened.

The city was already packed with disciples of various immortal sects, a bustling scene. Most of them were from second-rate sects, along with some independent cultivators, and the uniform sect attire they wore was a symbol of their status.

Independent cultivators are like rootless duckweed. Even if their cultivation is not inferior, they must give way to disciples of sects. This is the ironclad rule of the cultivation world.

As one of the top sects in the world, the Southern Immortal Sect became the focus of attention from the moment they entered the city.

Looking at the pavilion in front of him with the plaque of Drunken Immortal Abode, the law enforcement elder spoke.

"The Broken Vein Ruins will be open for some time, so let's rest at this inn for now."

The group stepped forward, but were stopped by two disciples in patterned robes outside the door, who held their swords horizontally.

"This inn has been booked out; you'll have to find somewhere else."

Shen Hou, a direct disciple of Chiyang Peak, who practiced body tempering techniques and had a violent temper, sneered upon seeing this.

"I'd like to see which sect is so extravagant!"

A pair of bronze-like iron arms grabbed their collars and lifted them up.

The elder in charge of law enforcement reprimanded him.

"Don't make a move!"

But it was too late. The two disciples were tossed into the inn by Marquis Shen like sandbags.

"fragile!"

The loud noise startled the people upstairs.

An old woman suddenly appeared, her withered and thin hands resembling those of a ghost, emanating an eerie black aura, aimed straight at Shen Hou's face, her killing intent chilling!

"stop!"

The elder in charge of law enforcement roared and struck out with his palm, rescuing Shen Hou from the old woman's grasp.

"The junior acted rashly and made a mistake, but your actions were far too ruthless."

Marquis Shen broke out in a cold sweat, his burly body stiffening slightly; he had just narrowly escaped death.

Before the old woman could speak, a soft laugh came from upstairs.

"An eye for an eye is all we do; that's how Jade Void Palace has always operated."

The wooden staircase made rhythmic thumping sounds.

As everyone looked up, they were greeted by a pair of delicate, pink feet. A pair of silver bells hung from her snow-white, tender ankles, tinkling with each swaying step, creating a striking contrast between allure and innocence.

The woman's face was covered by a light veil, her waist was so soft and boneless that it could be encircled with one hand, just like a tender willow swaying gently in the spring breeze, and her buttocks were pert and full, exuding a seductive and alluring charm.

Those who witnessed the battle at Wuyai Mountain that day immediately recognized the woman in front of them.

Jade Void Palace Saintess Xie Chenghuan!

Xie Chenghuan lowered her eyes and looked around, her gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on Li Muyu. Her red lips curled slightly, feigning a resentful expression.

"Young master, you are so heartless. You promised my master you would come to Jade Void Palace, yet you've made me wait in vain until now. I miss you terribly..."

The members of the Southern Immortal Sect were taken aback upon hearing this, and followed Xie Chenghuan's gaze.

Li Muyu laughed.

"Since I have made a promise, I will not go back on my word."

"If the Holy Maiden can't wait, she can simply trim her nails herself."

Xie Chenghuan used her slender fingers to twirl a strand of hair, lightly covering her red lips, exuding a seductive charm.

"Young master, you're spouting nonsense to deceive people."

"Fine, I'm just one of those people who fall for your act. Since you want to stay at the inn, I'll let you have it."

"Luang Phor, let's go."

The members of the Southern Immortal Sect looked at each other in bewilderment. How could the Holy Maiden of the Jade Void Palace be so polite to Li Muyu?

Then look at the two stunning beauties beside him...

What kind of succubus attribute does this kid have?!

Xie Chenghuan walked to Li Muyu's side, deliberately leaned close to his ear, and breathed softly.

"Having met at the ruins, I won't let you go again, young master~"

With a slight curve of her red lips, she glanced at Gu Qingxue defiantly before gracefully departing.

After the disciples of Jade Void Palace left.

Li Muyu immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

Marquis Shen, with his rough and unrefined nature, grabbed Li Muyu's shoulder and laughed.

"Junior Brother Li, you've even managed to seduce the Holy Maiden of Jade Void Palace. You're quite the ladies' man."

The elder in charge of law enforcement coughed.

"The sect will not interfere with the disciples' private affairs, but they should prioritize cultivation and avoid excessive indulgence in desires."

Li Muyu smiled wryly and did not explain to the others.

Senior Sister Gu Qingxue squinted as she walked past me, a slightly amused tone in her voice.

"When did you become so familiar with that demoness, junior brother?"

"I'll have a detailed chat with my senior when I have time."

Watching her departing figure, Ji Yudie said softly.

"You'll have to figure it out yourself; I'm not going to help you persuade her."

Second floor guest rooms.

Ji Yudie was meditating when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"I told you, you'd better figure out how to coax her yourself."

The door was pushed open, and Xu Zhengyang was standing outside.

"What are you doing here?"

Ji Yudie's cool, jade-like face suddenly froze, resembling an ethereal snow mountain, and her tone also turned indifferent.

"Rain Butterfly, I want to talk to you."

"There's nothing to talk about. You should go back. I don't want Li Muyu to misunderstand."

Hearing Ji Yudie's almost heartless tone, Xu Zhengyang clenched his fists under his sleeves, but still patiently lowered his voice and said.

"There is a powerful figure in the Great Qian Dynasty who wants Li Muyu dead."

"He promised that as long as Li Muyu died in the ruins, not only would the position in the Demon Suppression Division be mine, but the Xu and Ji families could also rise to prominence with the help of that person's power."

Before Xu Zhengyang could finish speaking, Ji Yudie's gaze turned cold, and a chilling killing intent condensed.

"If you dare touch him, you'll have to get past me first!"

Seeing Ji Yudie's resolute attitude, Xu Zhengyang decided not to make a fool of himself and turned away.

-

At dawn.

The entire Broken Pulse City suddenly trembled violently, and a mist rose from the distant horizon, hazy and ethereal, followed by a loud bang and a burst of light.

The noise startled everyone in the city, and they all rushed out of the inn.

"Look east!"

In the distance, the sun rises in the southeast, and the chaotic mist surges like a tsunami. A shattered mountain, emerging from the void, appears and disappears in the mist.

"The Severed Vein Ruins are about to open!"

The Southern Immortal Sect members arrived.

Saintess Xie Chenghuan also appeared with disciples of Jade Void Palace. She wore a tight-fitting red silk robe that outlined her graceful curves. Every smile and frown of hers exuded a captivating charm, causing countless cultivators to fall head over heels for her.

In front of everyone, Xie Chenghuan deliberately winked at Li Muyu, her lips red and her eyes sparkling with desire, exuding a seductive and alluring charm.

"My lord, I'll be waiting for you in the ruins~"

The members of the Southern Immortal Sect followed closely behind, about to step into the misty ruins.

The celestial phenomena suddenly changed, with dark clouds as black as ink splashed across the sky. A huge, winding figure appeared and disappeared in the depths of the clouds, and a deafening dragon's roar resounded through the heavens.

Everyone looked up in surprise to see a crimson dragon shadow pierce through the heavy clouds and crash down.

The earth cracked, and rubble flew everywhere.

As the smoke and dust cleared, a pair of crimson-gold vertical pupils lit up, deep and sharp, locking onto a figure with unwavering focus, following the unique aura they possessed.

"So it was you who killed Feng'er?"

The dragon lowered its head, its might poured forth, and its voice, like rolling thunder, crushed the hearts of everyone present.

Li Muyu met those lifeless, vertical pupils, his expression unchanged.

"Are you here for revenge?"

The crimson dragon narrowed its vertical pupils, its whiskers twitched slightly, and it glanced at the elder of the Southern Immortal Sect with a cold light before its shadow tumbled away, accompanied by a sudden gust of wind.

"I'll be waiting for you inside!"