I speedrunned the Fairy Strategy Game

Outside the Cangyan Cave.

Ji Yudie looked at that familiar face, her pale cheeks forcing a smile, her blood-stained fingertips trembling slightly as she tried to gently stroke Li Muyu's cheek.

"Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me." Li Muyu poured a pill from the jade bottle in his bosom and fed it to her.

He gently placed Ji Yudie beside the tree and turned to look at the two of them.

"Little dragon, what's your name?"

"Next time you go out, bring your Chunjiang Prefecture Jiao Clan's genealogy with you, so I don't have to search for them one by one later."

Jiao Lin's vertical pupils suddenly shrank to needles. Beneath the tattered black robe, his bronze-cast body bulged and bulged, with crimson scales shimmering with an eerie light like molten lava.

"Watch out!" Xu Zhengyang's sinister voice came from behind.

"His cultivation techniques are quite advanced, and his physical body is incredibly strong. It's best not to confront him head-on."

Jiao Lin scoffed disdainfully, "A mere human dares to compare himself to the Jiao Clan?"

Before he could finish speaking, a blur was already at his face, so fast that Jiao Lin didn't even have time to react.

A clear, melodious voice suddenly rang out in my ears.

"Your deceased brother also said those words."

As the fist's energy burst forth, the entire forest suddenly fell into an eerie silence. In the instant the gale exploded, the tiger's roar shattered the dewdrops on the branches and leaves, like a rainbow in full bloom.

puff--

Jiao Lin opened his vertical pupils wide and saw his chest bloom like a blood lotus, with fair arms piercing through his body. The scales, which were as hard as armor, now seemed as thin as sheet paper, as if they were nothing.

Besides me and northern Myanmar, who else would be so open and honest with you?

A tearing pain surged through his heart. Jiao Lin's face contorted in rage, and his claws, covered in dragon scales, aimed straight for Li Muyu's throat. But they were intercepted in mid-air by a hand, which held him firmly like an iron clamp.

The ear-piercing sound of flesh being torn apart, mixed with the crisp cracking of bones, was as the entire right arm, tendons and bones, was ripped off, blood gushing out and revealing the stark white bones.

The mournful cries echoed throughout the forest, startling the nightingales on the branches.

Li Muyu's voice, like the Grim Reaper demanding a life, rang in Jiao Lin's ears.

"Killing you won't be as difficult as you think."

Li Muyu not only advanced to the fifth realm, but also used the Dao Palace to form a Nascent Soul, completely fusing the three cultivation methods into one. His entire body was reborn, radiating a jade-like luster, with golden light flowing beneath his skin.

Xu Zhengyang stood to the side, his pupils trembling violently, unable to even muster the will to make a move.

I never expected that Li Muyu would be so powerful after only breaking through to the fifth realm.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately turned and disappeared into the mountains.

In situations like this, whoever escapes the slowest gets to be in the front row.

Just as Xu Zhengyang was escaping, a crisp "crack" sound suddenly rang out from behind him, as if something had been forcibly snapped in two.

"A madman, a complete madman!"

Xu Zhengyang dared not linger for a moment and fled.

Li Muyu held Jiao Lin's head, looking down at the vertical pupils that were gradually dimming like fireflies.

"Don't worry, none of you will escape."

Ji Yudie leaned against the tree, her face pale, but her eyes were clear and bright.

Li Muyu bent down and carried her on his back.

A weak, soft voice came from behind.

"This is the first time you've looked at me properly since we came back from Zheyun Mountain."

Li Muyu chuckled softly.

"What's wrong? Are you not used to it?"

Ji Yudie shook her head slightly, then buried her face in his collar, her lips curving slightly as she felt the aura emanating from him.

-

At the edge of the secluded pool, a thin mist lingered, and two elongated shadows were reflected on the water's surface.

"Gu Qingxue, are you out of your mind?"

"With so many people in this entire historical site, why are they all focusing on me?"

Xie Chenghuan wore a conspicuous magic-suppressing collar around her fair neck, the other end of which was firmly held by Gu Qingxue, like leading a reluctant spirit pet, following closely behind.

"You said at the inn that you would harm my junior brother."

Xie Cheng's pretty face flushed red with anger, and she felt as if she had a lump in her throat. She was so angry at this blockhead that she almost laughed.

"I was just threatening! Do you even know what 'threatening' means?!"

Gu Qingxue's eyes were like a deep pool, calm and still. Her fingertips tightened slightly, and her voice remained clear and cold as she repeated herself.

"If you dare to harm my junior brother, I will not let you off the hook."

Xie Chenghuan took a deep breath, his full chest heaving violently. He was really unlucky; he had encountered this jinx as soon as he entered the ruins.

Now that she has caught me, I can neither fight her nor escape her, so I can only patiently try to persuade her.

"Could you please take off this lousy collar first?"

"So many opportunities left behind, you're just going to throw them away?"

Gu Qingxue slightly raised her eyelashes, her gaze clear and resolute.

"My purpose in coming here is solely to ensure the safety of my junior brother."

Xie Chenghuan almost sighed and covered his forehead. Trying to reason with a brother-obsessed person is like talking to a brick wall!

"You don't want it, but I still want it!"

"Let me go, and I promise I won't cause him any trouble!"

Suddenly, the sound of falling leaves rustling came from the woods.

The two turned their heads at the same time—

From the shadows, a figure slowly emerged, carrying an unconscious woman on his back.

"Senior sister?"

Li Muyu emerged from the shadows, raising an eyebrow slightly in surprise.

Xie Chenghuan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had grasped a lifeline, and his voice was filled with eagerness.

"Your precious junior brother is here. Are you relieved now? Can you let me go?"

Li Muyu's gaze lingered on her neck. This magic-suppressing collar was originally given to his senior sister for self-defense, but he never expected it to be used on Xie Chenghuan.

A playful smile curved his lips: "Senior sister, is this your new spirit pet?"

Gu Qingxue's gaze fell on the woman on Li Muyu's back, her hand unconsciously tightening its grip on the chain, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Are you injured?

Li Muyu shook his head and briefly explained what had happened.

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingxue's aura suddenly turned cold, and she was about to set off to find Xu Zhengyang's whereabouts, but was stopped by Li Muyu.

Xie Chenghuan said coolly from the side.

"You're still here protecting your junior brother? He's already inseparable from another girl."

Gu Qingxue suddenly turned around, her eyes filled with a chilling sword intent.

A chill ran down Xie Chenghuan's spine, but he stubbornly raised his chin and retorted defiantly.

"Why are you glaring at me? If that woman and your junior brother were truly innocent, would she risk her life to save him?"

Li Muyu scoffed.

"It's only been a few days, but the Saintess's eloquence has improved quite a bit."

Xie Chenghuan snorted coldly.

"I'm warning you, no one who's been targeted by my master can escape."

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Qingxue turned around, grabbed the chain, and dragged her into the depths of the dense forest.

Xie Chenghuan staggered, struggling to speak, "Gu Qingxue! If you have the guts, break the seal and fight this Holy Maiden fair and square!"

Gu Qingxue placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, but Li Muyu suddenly reached out to stop her.

He slowly took out a smooth jade pendant from his pocket and held it directly in front of Xie Chenghuan.

Do you know him?

Xie Chenghuan's pupils constricted sharply: "How did Master's token end up in your hands?!"

Li Muyu smiled slightly and slowly put away the jade pendant.

"Seeing the token is like seeing the Palace Master. Is this how Huan'er speaks to her master?"

Xie Chenghuan's face turned pale and then flushed with shame and indignation. Finally, she managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth.

"Greetings, Master."

Li Muyu nodded in satisfaction.

"Huan'er, be good!"

Xie Chenghuan was so angry that he trembled all over, but then he heard him say the next sentence.

"The injured girl will be entrusted to the care of the Holy Maiden."

"If she loses even a single hair, you will be held responsible."

"What?!" She looked up abruptly. "You want me, the Holy Maiden, to serve your lover—"

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Qingxue's sword sheath was already pressed against her throat, the icy touch silencing her instantly.

Li Muyu ignored her and turned to look at Gu Qingxue.

"How was your journey, Senior Sister?"

The chill in Gu Qingxue's eyes quietly dissipated, and she nodded gently.

"I met her as soon as I entered the ruins."

Li Muyu smiled.

"It's alright, I'll take you shopping later. You can choose any magical artifact you like."

Xie Chenghuan eavesdropped and couldn't help but sneer.

"Do you consider the ruins your backyard?"

Li Muyu turned around and gave a meaningful smile.

"You guessed right."

-

In the misty forest, a figure staggered and fled in panic.

"What kind of evil technique does Li Muyu practice? He's only just entered the fifth realm, yet his strength is terrifyingly high!"

Xu Zhengyang pressed down on his still trembling right arm, his fingers digging deep into the flesh, but he couldn't suppress the chill surging in his heart.

"Don't worry, there's still a chance..."

A hoarse, deep voice echoed in his ears.

Although Jiao Lin's physical body was destroyed, before he died, he left a wisp of dragon essence in Xu Zhengyang's body.

"Chance?"

Xu Zhengyang abruptly stopped, his face contorted in pain: "Even if we joined forces, we wouldn't be a match for him. How can we possibly fight him?"

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the phantom of a dragon coiled.

"My purpose in coming to this ancient site is not only to seek revenge against Li Muyu, but also to find the remains of my ancestor, a body belonging to a half-step Celestial Being!"

"Half-step... Celestial Being!"

Xu Zhengyang's pupils contracted sharply, and his steps unconsciously slowed down.

"Indeed, once I fuse with the remains of my ancestors, what difference will it make if even your fourth-realm elders from the Southern Immortal Sect personally come, let alone those mere fifth-realm cultivators?"

Xu Zhengyang's breathing suddenly quickened: "Where is it?"

"At the foot of Mount Yanyang, however..."

Jiao Lin's voice lowered slightly: "The spiritual energy of the remains has dissipated for a thousand years, and its cultivation level is long gone. It needs to be nourished by blood and qi to recover."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than footsteps were heard coming from the fog.

"Senior Brother Xu, we've finally found someone on our side!"

A disciple of the Southern Immortal Sect pushed aside the branches and came over. Upon seeing Xu Zhengyang's figure, he walked slowly towards him.

Xu Zhengyang stood rooted to the spot, his gaze sinister.

Jiao Lin's voice rang in her ears, carrying a seductive quality, like a snake burrowing into her bones.

"This is your last chance. If you miss today, you'll never be able to kill Li Muyu..."

The disciple had already approached and, seeing his pale face, couldn't help but ask with concern.

"Senior brother, you..."

The conversation abruptly ended.

puff-

The sound of flesh being pierced was exceptionally clear. The disciple looked down at the arm that had sunk into his chest, then slowly raised his head, his eyes reflecting the ferocious face of his fellow disciple.

"Why...why..."

Xu Zhengyang abruptly pulled back his bloodied hand, looking at the figure convulsing on the ground.

"If you're going to hate someone, hate Li Muyu."