The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!-Chapter 509: Nine-Story Black Tower

According to Yan Xiaoru, the founder of the Refinement Demon Sect, known as the Ancestor of Demon Refinement, had always been clinging to life through special means.

He had performed soul possession on successive Demon Sect Sect Masters, taking over their bodies and living under their identities.

For such a grand demon, Li Muyang’s rare Martial God Domineering Body might really be very attractive.

But just when Li Muyang felt guilty and uneasy, suddenly, an Escaping Light flew from beyond the sky.

Immediately following, the figure of Law Enforcement Elder Yan Xiaoru descended onto the Flying Boat, landing beside Li Muyang.

The surrounding crowd immediately performed respectful salutes.

However, in public, Yan Xiaoru was cold and indifferent.

She merely glanced coldly at the crowd, issued a few brief orders, then directly stepped forward, being the first to walk down from the Flying Boat.

The originally lively welcoming ceremony also froze due to the sudden return of the Law Enforcement Elder.

After all, everyone in the Demon Sect was immensely fearful of this stern and ruthless Law Enforcement Elder.

Yan Xiaoru quickly dismissed the crowd and then returned with the disciples of the Enforcement Hall.

As they flew past the Suspended Island, Yan Xiaoru instructed Aunt Su and Ning Wan’er to take everyone else back.

She stayed to accompany Li Muyang to meet the Sect Master.

A giant emerald tree leaf flew from within the sect, and Yan Xiaoru and Li Muyang stepped onto this flying leaf, heading towards the Demon Sect’s main peak, Trampling Snow Peak.

The clouds and fierce winds flew past them from both sides, Yan Xiaoru with her hands clasped behind her back, stood silently at the front of the Flying Boat.

Li Muyang, like a follower, stood behind her, fitting his current status quite well.

In the midst of the violent wind and clouds, Yan Xiaoru said coldly, "You need not be nervous, the Sect Master won’t eat people."

She obviously noticed Li Muyang’s unease, looked back at him, and said, "I will wait outside for you."

Hearing Yan Xiaoru’s words, Li Muyang breathed a sigh of relief inside.

With Yan Xiaoru backing him, his unease about facing the Ancestor of Demon Refinement dissolved significantly.

But Yan Xiaoru’s timely return was too coincidental; could it be that she knew the Ancestor of Demon Refinement was summoning Li Muyang, and she returned early?

And during Yan Xiaoru’s many days away visiting that old friend in Fairy Watching Valley, what exactly did she find out?

Li Muyang was now full of questions, but standing on this leaf from Trampling Snow Peak, continually flying past the Suspended Islands of the Demon Sect Inner Sect.

At this moment, he and Yan Xiaoru could almost be said to be flying under the watchful eyes of all.

Who knows how many people were looking up at them, pointing and discussing.

Knowing that it was not the time to discuss matters, Li Muyang, despite being full of questions, could only hold them back for now.

He obediently followed Yan Xiaoru, and the two reached the airspace above Trampling Snow Peak.

The giant leaf did not stop at Trampling Snow Peak but carried them directly past the vast martial training ground and a series of intertwined palaces and pavilions.

Finally, the leaf landed at the very top of Trampling Snow Peak.

This place was a Nine-Story Black Tower.

Not very tall, the low-lying black tower was engraved with many sinister ancient demon path runes.

Even during the bright noon when the sun was overhead, the air here was chillingly cold, and the land and air were filled with Demonic Qi.

Moisture in the high sky, upon reaching this place, all turned into white snowflakes drifting down in fine threads.

Although the entire entrance of the Refinement Demon Sect appeared as a sacred place of immortals, the top of Trampling Snow Peak was filled with concentrated demonic qi, becoming a thorough demon lair.

Two tall, slender strong men dressed in black, expressionless, stood outside the black tower, each holding a hefty demon mallet, looking like two enforcers.

Upon seeing Li Muyang and Yan Xiaoru approach, the two enforcers emotionlessly lifted their demon mallets, thumped them powerfully.

"...the Sect Master has summoned only Li Muyang as an Offering."

Yan Xiaoru nodded and just stood outside the door.

Snowflakes fell on her shoulders, she glanced at Li Muyang, signaling him to go ahead.

Li Muyang then took a deep breath and, under the watchful eyes of those strange enforcers, stepped into the Demonic Qi-filled black tower.

After stepping into the Black Tower, the first thing that met the eye was a sprawling range of black stone mountains.

Standing stark like blades across the land, the mountains were rugged and dark in color, while the sky above was filled with blood-red strange clouds that cracked occasionally with thunder and black lightning streaking across the clouds.

Inside the Black Tower, there indeed lay a secret realm of the Demon Path.

A demon shadow, swirling with Demonic Qi, sat cross-legged in the void, with the sky’s thunder and blood clouds seemingly revolving around him.

As Li Muyang entered the Black Tower, the demon shadow’s eyes suddenly snapped open.

The face of Gong Yanghong, the Sect Master of the Demon Sect whom he had met before, appeared in Li Muyang’s vision.

However, at this time, Gong Yanghong looked much paler, and his aura had become much more somber and sinister.

Yet, upon seeing Li Muyang, a smile appeared on Gong Yanghong’s face.

It seemed he was still that small-minded, grudge-bearing Sect Master who, nevertheless, treated his disciples rather well.

"…Li Offering, it’s been a long time,"

Gong Yanghong grinned with a warm tone, even carrying a hint of teasing.

Completely lacking the air of a Sect Master.

But despite Gong Yanghong’s warmth, Li Muyang became even more cautious.

On the surface, however, Li Muyang maintained the respect appropriate for a disciple of the Demon Sect, showing no signs of anomaly.

He respectfully saluted the formidable demon before him while carefully apologizing and admitting his failure to win the favor of the Young Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect and become her Protector.

In response to Li Muyang’s apology, Gong Yanghong just laughed loudly, shaking his head to indicate it didn’t matter.

"…If the Hehuan Sect chooses not to select our Demon Sect disciples, it’s their loss."

"Our Refinement Demon Sect is the leader of the Demon Path; why should we curry favor with them? They should be the ones trying to curry favor with us!"

Gong Yanghong’s laughter was hearty, completely unconcerned with the incidents that happened at the Hehuan Sect’s debate conference.

He stepped closer to Li Muyang, and together they walked through the demonic soil of this secret realm, discussing the unexpected events that Li Muyang encountered at the Hehuan Sect.

As well as the Demon Beast mantis owned by Li Muyang.

And the relentless troubles instigated by the Green Sheep Society.

No matter how one looked at it, the Sect Master of the Demon Sect seemed kind and amiable, treating Li Muyang almost as if he were a favored junior.

He even directly mentioned that the reason for promoting Li Muyang to Offering was mainly to exert pressure externally.

To make those who wished to please Elder Tianxin and had ambitions to assassinate Li Muyang give up.

Assassinating a disciple of the Demon Sect and assassinating an Offering of the Demon Sect… the implications were vastly different.

He believed that the change of status would scare off most of the ambitious.

"After all, you have always been treated like an Elder, so even though you’re promoted to Offering, the treatment isn’t really different."

Gong Yanghong laughed heartily, comforting Li Muyang, advising him not to feel pressured.

He finally advised Li Muyang to stay calm in the Sect in the coming days, not to go out, and wait for him to defeat Elder Tianxin, after which the external uproar would naturally subside.

In the end, Gong Yanghong amicably watched Li Muyang leave.

This meeting not only did not trouble Li Muyang, but it seemed more like an encounter with a generous elder.

But Li Muyang never dared to let down his guard.

Only when he stepped out of the Black Tower’s grand entrance and saw the blizzard outside did he realize that his back had become soaked without his knowing

Facing a great demon of the Eternal Heaven Realm… This kind of pressure was something he had never experienced before.

After leaving Trampling Snow Peak with Yan Xiaoru, even when he returned to the Enforcement Hall, he and Yan Xiaoru were truly safe.

Yet when Li Muyang looked back in the direction of Trampling Snow Peak, his heart still thundered with shock.

He felt a kind of relief as if he had survived a huge calamity.

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