The Game with Fairies-Chapter 271 - Don’t Die
Chapter 271: Don’t Die
Inside the dark prison, a brief silence fell.
Li Muyang stared at the woman in front of him, who was speaking softly and trying hard to sound gentle, and for a moment he was stunned.
Although Yan Xiaoru’s tone was very stiff—clearly, she had never attempted such a tender demeanor before, and it looked somewhat awkward—Li Muyang couldn’t help but feel a warm current rise in his heart upon seeing her like this.
Many of the issues that had troubled him seemed to dissipate in that moment.
After thinking for a bit, Li Muyang said, “...Although it may seem like I’m being angry, I’m really not.”
Li Muyang’s expression became sincere.
His gaze softened as he tried to convey his honesty: “I’m not an ignorant three-year-old child. How could I possibly be petty about life-and-death matters with you?”
“The reason I didn’t want you to come rescue me is that it’s truly unnecessary. The risk is too great.”
Li Muyang laid out the risks and consequences of rescuing him, then added, “Plus, Shen Yan has been sending people to guard near the prison, and with my Martial God Tyrant Body at Minor Achievement, the cost for anyone who wants to trouble a prisoner like me is too high.”
“Those guys are now busy fighting for power and profit. Compared to the power they’re vying for, my personal feud with them is really insignificant.”
The current struggle within the Blood Lotus Sect could be likened to the struggles between regional warlords and the Emperor in a previous life.
What both sides were fighting for was the order and the right to speak for the Blood Lotus Sect in the future, which related to the order and future of both parties and the entire sect.
At such a time, Li Muyang, the so-called “culprit,” became irrelevant.
It made no sense to expend manpower to take revenge on him.
After Li Muyang finished speaking, Yan Xiaoru in the darkness fell silent.
“Is that so...”
Yan Xiaoru pondered, seemingly choosing her words carefully, and then said, “I’m also aware of what you’ve said, but a wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall. The city is in constant turmoil, and this is a good opportunity to rescue you.”
“I wouldn’t take the risk if I wasn’t sure... Since I’ve come to save you, I have a full assurance...”
Yan Xiaoru still hoped to rescue Li Muyang.
Li Muyang smiled and said, “I’m glad you care so much about my safety, but it’s really not necessary.”
“Instead of wasting manpower and taking risks to save me, it’s better to leave me be for now. Yuechan said your plans are nearly complete, so I won’t be in this prison for many more days.”
“Besides, I have important things to do in the prison, and it would be inconvenient after I leave.”
Saying this, Li Muyang glanced at the dark entrance of the cell, alert to any movement outside.
Yan Xiaoru’s presence deep in the prison was extremely dangerous.
The consequences would be unimaginable if discovered by the Blood Lotus Sect’s guards.
Sensing Li Muyang’s nervousness, Yan Xiaoru spoke softly, “I can stay here for another quarter of an hour. Cheng Feiyang has arranged everything. You can speak freely for now. No one will come for a while.”
Her words reassured Li Muyang, who nodded.
A quarter of an hour was a bit rushed and not enough time to explain in detail, and it wasn’t easy to explain.
Li Muyang could only try to be as concise as possible.
“I’ve figured out a way in the prison to nullify the power of the Four Directions Cauldron that allows the sect members to resurrect, all without anyone noticing.”
“If I can successfully nullify this power, the threat of the Blood Lotus Sect will be greatly reduced...”
Li Muyang spoke as if reciting a scripture.
It was hard for a normal person to believe that a prisoner like him could achieve such a feat on land stripped of cultivation.
That was an ancient immortal artifact!
Its power was not something a mere Demonic Sect disciple could nullify just by saying so.
But after a few seconds of silence, Yan Xiaoru said seriously, “Really?”
Li Muyang nodded: “Really, but I hope you’ll keep this a secret. Don’t tell anyone.”
Yan Xiaoru agreed, “Okay! Since you’ve said it, I’ll believe you.”
She didn’t ask how Li Muyang could do it. She simply believed him.
“If you can nullify the troublesome divine power of resurrection of the Blood Lotus Sect, then this cult will no longer pose a threat.”
Li Muyang smiled and said, “So you don’t need to worry about me. Focus on your plans outside. Everything is fine with me in prison. You work on cutting off the link between the Four Directions Cauldron and the earth’s veins, and I’ll quietly disrupt the cauldron’s power of resurrection.”
“Our concerted efforts will completely quell the turmoil of the Blood Lotus Sect.”
Li Muyang spoke earnestly.
Yan Xiaoru continued to nod: “Okay! I’ll do as you say. I’ll have Cheng Feiyang look after you in secret. If your plan succeeds, that would be great, but even if it doesn’t, don’t force it.”
Foll𝑜w current novels on fɾēewebnσveℓ.com.
“As long as the connection between the Four Directions Cauldron and the earth’s veins is severed, the turmoil here can be settled.”
Yan Xiaoru accepted all of Li Muyang’s requests obediently to the point of astonishment.
Li Muyang even suspected that if he asked her to do something “difficult,” she wouldn’t refuse.
But seeing that time was almost up, Li Muyang didn’t say much more.
He smiled and whispered, “You should go now. Don’t stay in the prison too long, and don’t come to see me personally in the future... It’s too dangerous.”
Li Muyang urged Yan Xiaoru to leave with sincere words.
However, Yan Xiaoru in the darkness just quietly looked at him, not moving.
She stepped forward two steps, came to the bars, and quietly looked at Li Muyang separated by the bars, saying, “There’s still time...”
Li Muyang blinked, thinking the woman had something else to say.
But suddenly, Yan Xiaoru’s hand reached through the bars to cup Li Muyang’s face, gently pulling him closer.
Then, Yan Xiaoru outside the cell gently tiptoed and leaned in.
A faint and elegant fragrance wafted towards him, and Li Muyang’s eyes widened in surprise.
He felt Yan Xiaoru’s warm breath and her soft, tender lips close to his.
Their breaths, lips, and heartbeats intertwined chaotically at that moment.
A dreamy intoxication surged forth.
At that moment, Li Muyang felt as if he were drinking divine nectar, instinctively savoring the sweet bliss between their lips, his eyes becoming slightly hazy.
After a while, the two, with slightly disheveled hair and clothes, parted in the darkness.
She stepped back two steps, looking at Li Muyang inside the bars, the Demonic Sect elder as cold as an iceberg as always.
But in her eyes, a layer of misty haze appeared.
Two blushes also quietly stained her cheeks.
She quietly looked at Li Muyang in the cell and softly said,
“...Don’t die.”
After that, the cold woman turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the dark entrance.
She seemed to have no reluctance, leaving so decisively.
Even the last words she left behind were extremely brief.
But Li Muyang in the dark cell pursed his lips and smiled very happily.
