The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?! Chapter 563: Chapter 563: The Brilliance of Sublimation to t

Several months ago, the newly appointed Patron, who had been in his glory, suddenly found his gate desolate and a myriad of malicious gazes erging in the shadows.

Countless people were watching this tranquil courtyard, waiting for Li Muyang to appear.

The sudden departure of the Young Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect was a clear signal—Li Muyang's wall was about to collapse.

And when a wall is about to fall, there are always plenty who rush to push it down.

Rumors spread within the Refinent Demon Sect; many said the Sect intended to hold Li Muyang accountable for shielding the guilty.

According to the laws of the Refinent Demon Sect, a disciple of the Corpse Immortal who hunted demonic cultivators and flaunted his power outside the Sect was committing a grave offense against the Sect and was undeniably dood to death.

Li Muyang, as a relative of the disciple of the Corpse Immortal, was also to be implicated.

Even if he did not die, he would most likely be dispatched to so remote province to serve as a local guard, with no chance ever again to enter the inner circle of the Sect.

Many were whispering behind the scenes, even plotting covertly.

Once the Sect Master ca out of seclusion in two days and confird that Li Yuechan was a disciple of the Corpse Immortal, these people would rise as one, using their influence within the Sect to persuade the Sect Master to sentence Li Muyang to collective punishnt.

Li Muyang, who always kept to himself and never left his residence, had done nothing, and yet overnight, he beca the thorn in the side of countless people.

Those who scurried about forming alliances, exploiting their influence—many hadn't even seen Li Muyang.

But that didn't deter them from trying to knock down and crush a potential rival.

Amid this chaos and undercurrent, there were those who "kindly" ca to visit, warning Li Muyang to be cautious.

Yet these visitors, as always, were t with a closed door.

Li Muyang, who always secluded himself for arduous cultivation, displayed not the slightest panic in this mont of impending disaster and looming storm.

He continued to shut himself in, unwilling to step half a foot outside his room.

He neither sought to curry favor through his own efforts nor paid court to those in power.

Faced with a calamity that could destroy his future, the new Patron seed to withdraw into his shell like a turtle in its den.

"…Hiding like this, can he evade disaster? What a fool!"

Mockery of this sort must have erupted countless tis in the shadows.

Those covertly observing Li Muyang's every move all sneered at the countrified bumpkin's lack of strategy.

A bumpkin will always be a bumpkin, devoid of foundations and insight, simply a lucky peasant.

Even if he had held sway for a mont, now that adversity had struck, he was done for!

Sneers and jeers beca the prevailing sentint within the Refinent Demon Sect.

The ridicule spread so widely that even the ordinary Inner Sect Disciples heard it.

Thus, even more people began to pay attention to the small courtyard atop the Law Enforcent Elder's Suspended Island.

Seeing the firmly closed doors of the courtyard with no sign of activity, the derisive laughter spread even further.

Even average Inner Sect Disciples joined in the fervor of mockery and sarcasm.

Within the entire Refinent Demon Sect, the only place devoid of derision towards Li Muyang was the Suspended Island of the Law Enforcent Hall.

But this was not because the disciples of the Law Enforcent Hall cherished Patron Li excessively.

The reason was simple; Cheng Feiyang, the Chief of the Law Enforcent Hall, had coldly given an order.

—Anyone who dared to speak out of turn in his presence would feel the unforgiving edge of his sword.

Although Cheng Feiyang had not risen as rapidly as Li Muyang, his talent was recognized by the Law Enforcent Elder Yan Xiaoru.

Adding to this, he was only young and had already achieved Late Core Formation, commanding the Law Enforcent Hall's disciples for two years.

Cheng Feiyang's future prospects were considered no less promising than Li Muyang's once had been.

With him standing up for Li Muyang, the disciples of the Law Enforcent Hall instantly fell silent, daring not to utter a word of mockery.

But when people saw that closed door, they refrained from speaking out of turn, even in Cheng Feiyang's presence.

But when the Inner Sect Disciples exchanged glances, the scorn and mockery flashing in their eyes were incredibly lively.

Throughout the entire Refinent Demon Sect, driven by those with ulterior motives, within just one day, the once-promising newly inducted sponsor had turned into a disgraced coward, a gutless country bumpkin.

Everyone was waiting to watch the excitent.

Waiting for the day, two days later, when the Sect Master would finish his ditation and summon Li Yuechan for questioning.

As long as the Sect Master confird that Li Yuechan was indeed the disciple of the Corpse Immortal,

then these once high-profile siblings from the Li family would utterly fall from grace!

Everyone was waiting for that mont.

They eagerly anticipated, spread the word, enthusiastically discussed, waiting for the spectacle of those exalted figures falling into the mire.

However, amidst this waiting, sothing unexpected happened.

The tightly closed gates of the small courtyard on the Law Enforcent Elder's Suspended Island, which had refused all visitors and curled up like a turtle shell for two days and one night, finally opened at the last mont, only a few hours before the Sect Master was due to erge from seclusion.

The doors of the tightly shut small courtyard actually swung open.

The Li Muyang who had been hiding away like a turtle, actually walked out of the courtyard!

In an instant, countless pairs of eyes converged upon this spot.

People with expressions of surprise, curiosity, ridicule, or sneers watched the courtyard.

And Li Muyang, stepping out from the gate in the sunset glow, seed to ignore the gazes lurking in the shadows.

At this mont, he simply stood in front of his own gate, yet it felt as though he stood beneath a spotlight, feeling the convergence of countless eyes on him.

But Li Muyang didn't care.

He rely looked towards his junior brother Cheng, who had co upon hearing the news, seeing this swordsman with a huge blade on his back and fierce deanor, Li Muyang simply greeted him.

"...Junior Brother Cheng."

Although he now held a higher status than Cheng Feiyang, Li Muyang was used to calling him Junior Brother Cheng.

The youth Cheng Feiyang, however, had a cold expression on his face and said, "Now, there are slanders about you spreading everywhere in the sect…"

Junior Brother Cheng seed to intend to say sothing more.

But Li Muyang shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, let them."

He didn't even bother to see from where those sneaking glances were coming.

Bathing in the blood-red hues of the setting sun, Li Muyang said to Cheng Feiyang, "Junior Brother Cheng, please make a trip to Jiuyuan City for , I have a letter that needs delivering."

"Leave imdiately, this letter is very important."

Li Muyang handed a blank letter to Cheng Feiyang, watching the cool youth with the giant sword disappear from view.

Then he turned and, stepping on a flight light, took off into the sky.

In the distance, he saw Auntie Su standing on the stairway of Yan Xiaoru's sleeping chambers, watching him.

Their eyes t, and Auntie Su remained silent.

Li Muyang, however, smiled and waved to her from afar, gesturing for her to leave.

Under the sunset, Li Muyang's flight light trailed a long tail of flas, resembling a brilliant teor streaking across the sky of the Refinent Demon Sect, eventually landing outside the dark prison of Snow-Stepping Peak.

And Auntie Su, who watched all this unfold from afar, fell silent for a mont, but she did not leave.

Facing the imminent disaster and chaos, she quietly stood on the steps, gazing into the distance.

With the Miss away, she had to use her own eyes to see this man off in place of the Miss.

Although the man's choice signified the vanishing hope for the Miss's life to be prolonged,

At that mont, she surprisingly felt no anger in her heart.

Because she knew what followed would be a catastrophe of bloodshed, a tumult that would shock the world.

And at the sa ti, it would be an absolute sublimation... resplendent!