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

In a state of dual focus, Li Muyang watched helplessly as his own body wreaked havoc in Blood Refining Valley.

Within the valley, sinister and violent energies surged while demon cultivators practiced cultivation and indulged in amusement.

Numerous massive sinkholes were filled with crimson blood, and within the pools, floating severed heads and corpses created a hellish scene.

Blood Refining Valley’s demon cultivators sat cross-legged around the blood pools, absorbing the blood-soaked evil qi to cultivate.

The air reeked of an overwhelming metallic stench of blood.

The Refinement Demon Sect, a mighty super sect, dominates a region with vast resources, capable of collecting various demonic materials without reckless slaughter of innocents.

However, most small-to-medium demon sects lack such power and discipline; sects like Blood Refining Valley and Soul-breaking Sect operate horrors reminiscent of mortal hell.

Countless mortals abducted and enslaved shrieked in despair, submersed into the blood pools as their flesh, blood, and vitality were wantonly extracted and harvested with no chance to flee.

In Blood Refining Valley, countless human skins had been stripped alive and hung blood-soaked across the valley, awaiting transformation into demonic magic artifacts.

The demon cultivators inhabiting Blood Refining Valley were utterly unprepared for Li Muyang’s sudden invasion.

Many of them were still cultivating when Li Muyang, shrouded in blood-soaked evil qi, charged in. With a sweep of the Destruction Wheel, demonic cultivators screamed as their bodies fell lifelessly.

Standing amidst the grotesque, bloody horrors of Blood Refining Valley, Li Muyang felt a surge of conflicting emotions.

He did not pity these demon cultivators.

As someone born into a demon sect, Li Muyang knew the sinister methods of the Demon Path all too well.

Even the Refinement Demon Sect, with its lawful but evil nature, harbored few virtuous individuals. Its inner sanctums teemed with blood-soaked cruelty.

Killing all demon cultivators might seem excessive, but sparing even one out of every hundred would surely allow some truly vile ones to escape punishment!

Yet…

“Forget it, this talisman is almost fully formed now.”

Li Muyang gazed at the talisman in his hand, now half-solidified, hoping the prophecy foretold by the Heavenly Machine Pavilion would not come true.

Perhaps after slaughtering Blood Refining Valley’s demon cultivators and solidifying the talisman, Zhi Wei would have him stop.

Those prophetic fulfillments… nothing but self-inflicted paranoia.

Zhi Wei was perfectly fine; surely, she wouldn’t entertain thoughts of eradicating all demon cultivators in the world, would she?

Even relying on his own strength, such grand-scale slaughter was an impossible feat.

Eliminating a few small sects should suffice.

Li Muyang mulled over these thoughts, silently watching as his body rampaged through Blood Refining Valley.

The sect master of Blood Refining Valley was merely at the Purple Mansion Realm in cultivation.

Faced with Li Muyang, whose strength had been amplified by Zhi Wei’s power, he was defenseless.

Blood-red streaks shot toward the sky—demon cultivators trying to escape after realizing they were outmatched.

But Li Muyang coldly swept through them. Whenever he spotted someone fleeing, he abandoned the cultivators within the valley to prioritize slaughtering the escapees.

In the end, none of the fleeing demon cultivators survived.

The remaining cultivators formed a defensive array within the valley, gathering together in terror and rage for one final desperate attempt.

“Senior, who on earth are you? What grudge do you harbor against Blood Refining Valley?”

With half his shoulder blown apart, the Valley Master of Blood Refining Valley shouted furiously, seeking answers, clueless as to when their sect had provoked such a monstrous calamity.

Yet Li Muyang remained cold and silent, speaking not a word, indulging only in unrelenting slaughter.

An hour later, a blood-soaked Li Muyang emerged from Blood Refining Valley. Behind him in the gorge, mortals escaped in terror.

These mortals knelt on the ground in exhilaration, thanking Li Muyang as their savior.

Others, tortured to the brink of death, were cradled in the arms of their loved ones while their family members wailed, begging Li Muyang for aid.

But Li Muyang, emanating turbulent evil qi, merely cast a cold glance at them. Without lending a helping hand, he departed directly.

This time, Li Muyang’s direction was toward Demon Sword City.

Watching such a scene unfold, Li Muyang felt troubled.

“… At least save a few of them.”

Many mortals had been severely wounded, but healing them wouldn’t take much effort. A slight infusion of nature’s spiritual energy would extend their lives, allowing them to recover at home with a year or two of rest.

But under the state of control, Li Muyang’s body was merciless, executing only the “slay demon cultivators” task programmed into it, with no directive to save lives.

His body flew away, leaving behind those terrified mortals.

The flight to Demon Sword City took his body three hours.

Upon entering the secret realm of Demon Sword City, Li Muyang handed the now-solidified blood-colored talisman to Zhi Wei.

Rather than promptly activating the Soul Summoning Altar, Zhi Wei began rearranging the altar’s setup.

Evidently, with the spell’s modifications, the altar itself required adjustment.

But she did not let Li Muyang idle.

After annihilating the demon cultivators of two sects, Li Muyang’s body overflowed with blood-soaked evil qi—the malicious energy left by the victims who perished miserably. It now radiated an eerie and terrifying presence.

The aura surrounding Li Muyang resembled that of a dreadful demon-path murderer.

Zhi Wei cast a glance at Li Muyang, her tone calm: “In this age, demon cultivators are rampant, chaos reigns, and filth spreads everywhere.”

With that, Zhi Wei stepped before Li Muyang and lifted a hand to touch his brow.

A tremendous surge of immortal spirit qi poured unceasingly into Li Muyang’s body.

Li Muyang clearly felt his body’s cultivation soar rapidly.

This forced-growth infusion would not enhance genuine cultivation but temporarily boost his combat power to extraordinary heights.

Feeling the surge of power, Li Muyang sighed inwardly, already guessing Zhi Wei’s intent.

Then, Little Wild Grass’s frosty voice echoed throughout the secret realm.

“Go eradicate those rampant demon cultivators, purge the unruly chaos, and return this land to order.”

“I do not wish for my brother to awaken to a world overrun by demon cultivators and steeped in chaos!”

…

“It’s over. The prophecy has truly come to pass.”

Listening to the activity on the other side of his connection, Li Muyang’s face twitched, overcome with dread.

“This damn girl is truly formidable.”

Zhi Wei’s actions did not surprise him.

Such domineering behavior was precisely her nature.

His earlier concerns had come true.

Zhi Wei indeed intended to wipe out all demon cultivators and was determined to wield Li Muyang like a blade to achieve it…

“Damn girl, treating your brother like this—does your conscience not hurt!”

Li Muyang winced in frustration.

He harbored no objections to slaying demon cultivators, but excessive slaughter would shroud him in resentment and evil qi, inconveniencing even a demon cultivator like himself and requiring extensive time to cleanse.

Furthermore, with his body roaming the lands slaughtering indiscriminately, wouldn’t it provoke widespread outrage and lead to a coalition of demon cultivators across the cultivation world targeting him?

Zhi Wei’s forced infusion did enhance Li Muyang’s combat power, but short-lived gains from forced growth weren’t enough to contend with an entire united cultivation world of demon cultivators.

“I need to think of a way to regain control over my body.”

Li Muyang narrowed his eyes, beginning to ponder.

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