The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?! Chapter 497: The Gap on the Bookshelf

"Back again, huh..."

Yan Xiaoru's voice murmured softly.

It had been many years since she left ho in her childhood and she had not returned to this place.

Everything she saw before her had hardly changed from when she left those years ago.

A dense, eerie sea fog surged over the ocean, obscuring the view of the sea surface.

Standing on the shore, she could only see the water three or four ters away from the beach.

In the chilly water, it seed like fish were swimming.

On the sandy beach, full of fine grains and nurous holes, many strange sea creatures hid in the small burrows in the sand.

Yan Xiaoru stood on the beach, lost in thought for a long ti. The briny sea breeze hit her face, and she seed to return to that night in her childhood, nestled in Aunt Su's arms, anxiously vigilant of everything around her, as if disaster and monsters could leap out of the darkness at any mont...

But that was a long ti ago.

Suddenly shaking her head, Yan Xiaoru cast aside the thoughts of her childhood.

She squinted at the Misty Sea before her, her expression quickly becoming resolute.

"No matter how many tis I see it, this fog is always irritating."

Without further contemplation, Yan Xiaoru crouched down and gently pressed her hand onto the sand.

She did nothing but quietly buried her palm in the gravel.

Yet the sea water in front of her responded sohow, churning violently.

The sound of water, whooshing rapidly, approached from the sea.

Finally, a strange little boat made of white bone rose from beneath the water and quietly stopped three or four ters away from the shore.

As the fog surged toward the small boat, it seed to hit an invisible wall; that strange boat made of white bone seed to repel the mysterious white fog.

Yan Xiaoru leaped onto the bone boat.

The next second, the oars at both ends of the white bone boat moved on their own.

Amid the surge of sea water, the empty bone boat carried Yan Xiaoru into the depths of the fog.

The vast coastline quickly disappeared behind her, obscured by the churning fog behind her.

But Yan Xiaoru didn't look back, just quietly watched the front.

The sound of oars stirring the water seed slightly grating on the calm sea surface.

The noise spread, apparently attracting uninvited guests in the sea.

Having left the coastline far behind, the bone boat continued to rush forward on the sea surface, but in the chilly waters, strange dark shapes swam about vaguely.

These shadows, like fish in the sea, had an ugly and bizarre appearance unlike any fish people are familiar with.

The bone boat continued to speed through the sea, its white bone oars striking the cold sea surface arrogantly, causing an irritating splash.

But Yan Xiaoru, standing on board with her hands behind her back, rely looked indifferently ahead, unconcerned with the anomalies below the water.

And those dark shadows swimming beneath did not dare approach the eerie boat, rely circling behind the splash created by the bone boat from a distance.

Amid the grating splashing, the bone boat traveled a vast distance on the sea surface.

At last, a faint outline of land slowly erged from the fog ahead.

The next second, the bone boat lurched sharply.

This eerie bone boat directly rushed ashore, carrying Yan Xiaoru onto an island of picturesque scenery and sunny skies.

Despite the swirling white fog over the Misty Sea, the island seed an idyllic haven, bathed in brilliant sunlight.

In the deep blue sky, the blazing sun hung high in the center, repelling the surrounding fog.

Yan Xiaoru leaped from the bone boat and rode Escaping Light towards the buildings on the island.

Scattered across this picturesque island, engulfed in Spiritual Energy, were many palaces, houses, bamboo gardens, and peach groves.

At the island's highest peak stood a colossal tal construct a hundred feet tall.

This massive construction, made up of countless rings and models of stars, was engraved with countless ancient Curse Technique characters, calculating the trajectories of the celestial bodies above.

It was once one of the treasures of Heavenly Machine Pavilion, still operating under the sunlight to this day.

But this ti, Yan Xiaoru returned to search for sothing else.

Not even sparing a glance, she flew past the huge tal structure and landed within a library nestled among the mountains.

The library was surrounded by a babbling brook, with several two-story-high tal giants slowly trimming the grass.

The arrival of Yan Xiaoru elicited no response from these tal giants.

She proceeded unobstructed and entered the library directly.

The bookshelves, brimming with knowledge and ancient books passed down through generations of Heavenly Machine Pavilion, lined the room.

Yan Xiaoru stood at the entrance and pondered for a long while, trying hard to recall information related to the prophecy.

Finally, she chose a direction and stepped deeper into the library.

"...It should be around here."

Yan Xiaoru softly murmured, beginning to search among the dense bookshelves.

One by one, she pulled out dusty ancient tos from secluded piles, comparing them closely.

Yet she rejected them all the sa.

The ancient books were tossed aside by a frustrated Yan Xiaoru, only to fly back to their original places on the shelves.

As this tedious and long search continued, the light outside the library turned from the bright afternoon sun to the evening sunset.

After a while, the moonlight filled the sky, and stars twinkled brightly.

Moonlight and starlight fell into the courtyard outside the library, where the tal giants slowly sat down, motionless like statues, falling into sleep.

Inside the library, there was utter silence.

Apart from the sound of Yan Xiaoru flipping books, only the gurgling of the brook could be heard.

In such a tranquil night, Yan Xiaoru grew increasingly agitated.

She had searched all the shelves in her mory but still couldn't find the ancient book related to the prophecy.

She was certain, the book was supposed to be around there.

Could it be that I rembered wrong?

Yan Xiaoru pondered irritably, trying to recall and decided to check other shelves.

Could it be on another shelf?

Yan Xiaoru took a few steps and began searching on other shelves.

She opened and discarded book after book, and then...

"Hmm? This book..."

Standing in front of a secluded bookshelf she had never been to before, Yan Xiaoru noticed the gap where a book was missing and her pupils contracted sharply.

There was an empty spot on this bookshelf!

But all the books in this library were enchanted with a Curse Technique to fly back to their original spots.

The only possibility for a book to be missing was that soone had taken it and had not yet returned it.

However, the books from the library could not possibly be taken off the island.

Yan Xiaoru turned sharply, looking towards the deadly silent library behind her.

There couldn't possibly be any living people on this island, aside from her and Aunt Su. Every mber of Heavenly Machine Pavilion had died out; she had watched Aunt Su bury the others herself all those years ago.

But now...

A chill ran down Yan Xiaoru's spine suddenly.

Because she heard the clear sound of footsteps, erging from outside the library.

Sothing was coming her way!