The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?! Chapter 498: A Holy Spirit-like Evil Spirit

Under the pitch-black night sky, the sound of footsteps outside the library was piercingly sharp.

Yan Xiaoru stood among the nurous bookshelves, listening to the distant stirrings, and felt a chill surge in her heart.

No one should be on this island!

It was far from the mainland, located above the Misty Sea, isolated from the world.

The Heavenly Machine Pavilion lineage had long since perished, leaving only her, the last of their bloodline.

Why then was soone approaching now?

Yan Xiaoru's thoughts were in turmoil, her mind flashing with countless doubts.

She quietly released the book in her hand, restoring the bookshelf to its original state, while concealing her own presence and listening intently to the movents outside.

Scattered across the lawn outside the library were several Heavenly Machine Puppets.

They were powerful puppets, forged from North Sea fine gold, powered by the energy of the sun, moon, and stars, and their duty was to protect the library.

If a creature from the Heavenly Machine Pavilion lineage did not approach the library, they would surely be alerted and lurch into action with the puppets' giant attacking.

But Yan Xiaoru, hidden in the darkness, had waited for a long ti, and the footsteps outside the library had already crossed the grassland, passed over the wooden bridge above the stream, and arrived at the front door of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion.

The Heavenly Machine Puppets, which should have attacked the owner of the footsteps, remained dead silent, motionless—as if they had not detected the arrival of an outsider.

A look of astonishnt appeared on Yan Xiaoru's face.

—Could it be that a bloodline of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion still exists in the world?

Otherwise, why wouldn't the Heavenly Machine Puppets attack this person?

Yan Xiaoru's heart was in chaos.

And now, the doors to the library were being pushed open.

The footsteps approached in the direction where Yan Xiaoru was.

Hearing the footsteps drawing near, Yan Xiaoru felt a shiver in her heart and once more carefully concealed her whereabouts.

She hid in the shadows, erasing all trace of her existence; in this mont, she almost fused with the wall behind her, entering a state akin to a ghostly apparition.

And still, the footsteps approached, not detecting the presence of a visitor in the library.

Thud—thud—thud—

The calm and even footsteps slowly approached in the darkness, getting closer and closer.

The footsteps weren't heavy, but each one seed to stamp on Yan Xiaoru's heart, causing her heart to pound loudly.

Finally, the footsteps arrived nearby.

Inside the dark library, a tall and slender silhouette with long trailing garnts floated into Yan Xiaoru's field of vision.

The two-story-high bookshelves were rely shoulder height to it.

It floated lightly past the bookshelves; its slender legs, shimring faintly in the dark, were clearly the segnted limbs of an insect.

In that mont, Yan Xiaoru's pupils dilated sharply.

An utterly unexpected, startling scene had burst unannounced into her view.

—The being that entered the library freely was a terrifying monster she had never seen before!

It had no breath of life about it, as if it did not exist at all.

Even as it floated past Yan Xiaoru, with her powerful perception from the Purple Mansion Realm, she couldn't sense its presence as if it were not there.

It was neither human, demon, nor cultivator... The giant monster before her was a malevolent creature she had never heard of!

In this mont, Yan Xiaoru finally understood why the puppets outside the library did not attack.

Because in the eyes of the Heavenly Machine Puppets, which rely on Spiritual Sense to perceive everything, this monster essentially didn't exist!

Yan Xiaoru's breathing ca to a complete halt.

She watched, wide-eyed, as the giant monster floated to the bookshelf and its slender limbs placed a thick ancient book back on the shelf.

It turns out that the missing ancient to was taken by this monster!

The chilly moonlight, at this ti, filtered through the transparent do of the library and sprinkled down.

All things within the library were bathed in the chilly moonlight.

The towering bookshelves glowed faintly under the moonlight, drawing on the power of the starlight.

And that huge monster, dragging its black veil and drifting along, stood leisurely in front of a bookshelf, its slender appendages gently sliding across.

Despite being a hideous and ugly giant insect, the elegance it displayed at this mont was akin to a distinguished and elegant lady, ticulously choosing her favorite books.

Ugliness and stunning beauty, ferocity and grace... A blend of starkly different qualities manifested simultaneously in the monster, forming a terrifyingly alluring charisma.

Yan Xiaoru felt an even greater chill in her heart.

If she were not a cultivator at the Purple Mansion Realm and instead, an ordinary person, she might have knelt in worship at the re sight of this monster.

This monster possessed an aura of a sacred spirit rarely seen in the world!

It was like the ancient sages of legend, standing there simply made one want to offer up their utmost reverence and worship.

Yan Xiaoru was freezing and hardly dared to move.

She had a vague intuition that if she stirred now and was detected by the monster before her,

She would not be able to leave the doors of this library tonight.

Though she was a cultivator at the Purple Mansion Realm, one of the top cultivators in this world,

Facing this bizarre monster, she felt an overwhelming sense of insignificance and powerlessness, as if facing a divine spirit.

What exactly was this monster? And where did it co from?

Why did it appear on Tianji Island?

What was it planning to do here?

All sorts of questions churned in Yan Xiaoru's mind.

But right now, all she could do was strive to hide herself, to completely conceal herself in the darkness.

The "Nether Demon Manual" contained an imnsely powerful Art of Concealnt, which could make one rge into the netherworld, existing between reality and the nether.

Had it not been for this powerful Art of Concealnt, she might have already been discovered by the horrifying monster before her...

Yan Xiaoru stared fixedly at the floor, not daring to look at the monster anymore.

Fearing that her gaze might alert this sacred-spirit-like creature.

In the library, starlight scattered, yet stillness and silence prevailed.

Only the slow, ghostly footsteps of the giant monster could be heard, along with the rustling sound of its appendages scraping slowly across the bookshelves.

After a while, the footsteps of the monster receded.

It seed to have selected the books it wanted and, taking these books, floated away, the footsteps moving towards the exit of the library.

With the sa grace and calm with which it arrived, it strolled past the lawn guarded by the Heavenly Machine Puppets, over the land restricted by the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, its footsteps gradually fading from Yan Xiaoru's senses.

This sinister and terrifying monster had left as quietly as it ca, unaware of Yan Xiaoru's presence.

Only when its sounds had completely vanished into the darkness, and a good while longer had passed,

Did Yan Xiaoru, hidden in the netherworld, suddenly take a deep breath, erging from the darkness like soone who had been underwater for a long ti, gasping fervently for the refreshing air of reality.

Such a state of a Spiritual Body subrged in the netherworld was incredibly terrible for a living person.

Fortunately, she had evaded that terrifying monster, narrowly escaping a calamity.

But this monster...

Yan Xiaoru frowned, looking towards the direction it had left, murmuring to herself.

"What does it want with those books related to prophecies..."