I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

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Beyond the vast East China Sea, tens of thousands of miles away from Tiandingzhou, a continent rises from the ground.

The coast is lined with cliffs thousands of feet high. Looking around, it looks like an endless black wall rising straight from the sea. It is pitch black and even submerged in the clouds at high points.

The trees on the cliff are towering and majestic, hundred-meter-high pine trees can be seen everywhere, broken clouds hang on the treetops like cotton wool, and the white mist in the forest is curling like a fairyland.

This piece of land high above the clouds is Dongyizhou, where the Qingyun Sword Sect, the first sword sect in the East China Sea, is located.

Unlike the five central continents, which have abundant spiritual energy, Dongyi Continent is located deep in the remote East China Sea, close to the border of the Nine Continents. Even the Tianshu Immortal Mountain, which is rich in spiritual energy from all over the continent, has less than one-tenth of the spiritual energy of Yuheng Yaoguang.

However, it is this desolate and barren Dongyi Continent that has an advantage that no other continent can match - its terrain is extremely high.

The lowest point in the entire continent is more than a thousand feet above the sea level, while the highest peaks are tens of thousands of feet above the sea level. The peaks of several high peaks are washed by strong winds all year round. The extremely rare sword-making material from other continents, the fine sand from outer space, can be picked up everywhere on the peaks of Dongyizhou.

With the help of these peaks, cultivators can reach the top of the sky without wasting any magic power, and hone their cultivation and temper their Taoism in the strong winds.

Whether it is to refine the sword or the sword heart, there is no better place than Dongyizhou. Therefore, the sword art is very prosperous in Dongyizhou, and the three major immortal sects established here are all famous sword sects.

At this moment, at the highest point of Dongyizhou, the top of Tianshu Mountain.

A mass of black fine sand floated in the extremely strong wind and swept across the mountain top like a black cloud.

A petite figure stood in the strong wind, holding a sword. His face was blurred in the sand and fog. One could only see the cold glow of the sword and the fluttering of his green robe. His long hair, which was black with a mixture of white, was simply tied into a loose ponytail with green silk and hung loosely below his shoulders.

The mountain peak under her feet was smooth silver, filled with celestial sand that had accumulated on the top of the mountain for tens of millions of years. It had long been as smooth as a mirror after being polished by the strong wind. Even without the strong wind, nothing could land steadily on this smooth and dust-free iron hill without sliding down.

In the strong wind that could tear a Yuantai monk into pieces in an instant, the girl stepped on the smooth ground with her cloth shoes, pointed the tip of her sword, and danced with the sword thousands of feet high in the sky.

Clang!

The silver sword light sparkled like water, and in an instant it tore a hole in the dark sand, like a shining silver fish swimming flexibly in the black pool of water.

There wasn't a single bit of immortal energy flowing through the girl's body, but with just the sword in her hand, she was able to keep the grains of sand in the air from touching her body.

Wherever the sword light reaches, any black color disappears without a trace.

In a moment, the entire black sand cloud was chopped into dust by the sword, and a thick layer of fine snow covered the mountaintop. Without the cover of the black cloud, the girl's face was finally revealed. No one could imagine that the one who wielded these sword lights was actually a little girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

In a few days, it will be her twentieth birthday, but An Xiaoyu still looks like a child. Her face is as delicate as a baby's, her eyelashes are long and slightly curved, and her exquisite and ethereal appearance, coupled with a pair of burgundy eyes that are as clear as gems, make her look childish yet exude a captivating and charming beauty.

But... on this young face, there is always an indifferent expression as if she is indifferent to everything in the world, as if apart from the sword in her hand, there is nothing else worthy of her care.

Just as she was about to sheath her sword, An Xiaoyu's heart suddenly jumped. A trace of panic appeared on her little face, but she quickly returned to normal.

"Niao Niao..." She whispered to herself, turned into a ray of fairy light, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Author's words: The author has had a low fever these days, and is not in a good condition. My IQ is not high to begin with, and I am ashamed to read what I wrote. So I might spend a day writing a small extra chapter tomorrow that doesn't require much brainpower. The content should be the story after Yi Niaoniao licks the leader. It's basically the same plot as the post. If you want to do anything to her, you can leave a message here.

Chapter 115: No Man's City

Darkness enveloped Jiuling Town. The small town, which was bustling not long ago, was now silent. Everything seemed to be buried underground, and the deserted streets were as dead silent as a grave.

The bluestone bricks on the street suddenly shook.

stomping on...

The sound of hurried horse hooves came from far away, and a blazing white flame broke through the curtain of darkness. Two balls of blood-red manes danced wildly in the flames.

On the back of the leading horse, Yan Mobai stepped on the stirrup and held the reins tightly. The petite girl sat in his arms, her small hands holding fireworks as bright as moonlight. The streets illuminated by the fire passed through her clear and mirror-like light purple starry eyes. The fluttering white skirt and soft black hair made the little girl as holy and beautiful as a fairy in heaven.

"All the residents are gone..." Li Yulo's voice trembled as the horse's back shook.

Not long ago, the girl told the leader everything she saw and heard when the leader was transcending the tribulation. It was because of the wandering cultivator she mentioned who disappeared at the end of the long street that the three of them decided to go to Penglai Inn to investigate.

Now that she has walked this path, what she has seen and heard along the way has confirmed 70% to 80% of what she said.

There were thousands of households in the huge Jiuling Town, but not a single courtyard had lights on. They had been to the market, and it had been about an hour and a half since the market opened in the morning. The goods on the vendors were much less, probably exchanged for silver coins in baskets, but no one took these shiny silver and copper coins home. The doors of the shops and taverns were open, but there were no guests coming and going, and no waiters to greet guests. The warm tea and wine were placed on the table and gradually cooled down.

Later, they passed the alley where the clinic was located yesterday. Li Yulo still remembered the bustling crowd in front of the clinic, with all kinds of faces of men, women, old and young, squeezing from one end of the street to the other. But now, looking around, he couldn't find even a single face in the streets and alleys.

Where have all these people gone?

The girl became increasingly uneasy.

The calamity fire that befell the leader and Yi Niaoniao was unable to do anything to them. Instead, it seemed to have burned all the living people in the city. The invisible and formless fire turned Jiuling Town into an empty shell with only its skin left. Even the air was filled with the smell of charcoal, which made people feel uneasy.

Although she knew that their fate would most likely not be good, the girl still held on to a glimmer of hope.

Maybe Shan Zhenzhen just couldn't bear it and didn't want to affect the civilians. Maybe she just wanted to keep them, the real bosses, in the city so that things would be cleaned up more efficiently... At least she should have moved the residents of Jiuling Town out before sealing off the world.

Tens of thousands of lives, even if they are tens of thousands of ants, cannot be stepped on all in a short time. They can't all be gone in the blink of an eye, right?

The girl couldn't help but turn around and look at the leader pitifully, "Master, do you think those disappeared people are still alive?"

The wind whistled on the horse's back, and she faintly heard the leader sigh.

The black hair was pushed aside, and the person behind her pinched her ear: "The Demon Cult always does whatever it takes. Since they want to frame the Tianji Sect, there is no reason to leave spies. With Shan Zhenzhen's temper, the residents of Jiuling Town are probably in danger."

Falling into the hands of the Demon Cult, dying so simply was a blessing in disguise, at least he wasn't refined into a soul flag... Recalling the many tragedies that had happened in the past, Yan Mobai sighed inwardly.

Once the battle between immortals and demons begins, the Demon Cult will no longer have any scruples. The Central Continent Demon Cult is led by his disciple, so perhaps they will be more restrained, but it is hard to say for the other three continents...

What we see now is just the beginning. Such things will definitely happen more and more in the future, until nine out of ten houses are empty and no blood is shed.

Although he didn't say much, those few words struck Li Yulo's heart like the iron hooves of a horse, shattering all her fantasies.

Just to frame someone, tens of thousands of lives were wiped out?

The girl couldn't believe her ears.

She had heard about the gloomy and cruel side of the Demon Cult from the people of the Immortal Sect since she was a child, but no matter how heinous the crimes were, they were only written on a few pages, and she had never flipped through them. Having never seen the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the girl could not understand the truth. After spending a few days with the leader, the heavy ink that the Immortal Sect had poured on her heart over the past twenty years had been diluted. She naively thought that all the people in the Demon Cult were good people like the leader.

That’s right… Without the leader to restrain them, how could those demons with countless blood on their hands give up? They did good deeds only to please the person on the throne. Now that that person is gone, what reason do they have to continue to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures?

A heavy depression accumulated in the girl's chest. She really wanted to denounce Shan Zhenzhen's cruelty and ruthlessness, but when she opened her mouth, she was stunned again. She realized the mystery in the leader's words.

If the Demon Cult wanted to frame the Tianji Sect, wouldn't it be in their best interest if someone heard or saw the traces left by the Tianji Sect in Jiuling Town? Why couldn't they leave any ears, eyes, or mouths behind...

When she figured out the reason behind this, things suddenly became much more cruel, and the girl couldn't help but shudder.

If you want to frame a person, you must do the same thing as him. And if you want to frame a sect, you must imitate its style. The Demon Cult did this, perhaps because the Tianji Sect was so cautious and acted decisively, without leaving any trace.

Even though... there are thousands and thousands of innocent faces hidden behind these actions.

No wonder the leader's tone just now was calm, yet contained some helpless sarcasm.

She thought that these cruel and inhumane things were done by the Demon Cult in order to imitate the style of the Immortal Sect.

This is true for the Demonic Cult and the Immortal Sect... Who else in the world will stand up for the innocent people who died in Jiuling Town?

Thinking of all those kinds of people, the girl found it hard to breathe in the strong wind. She bit her lips and kept her eyes wide open.

She had spent most of her life cultivating in the sect, and had never witnessed such a strange and cruel scene. The city with a radius of several miles, thousands of households, and tens of thousands of civilians disappeared so easily in the disputes among the cultivators. The bustle of Jiuling Town seemed to be just a sand painting on the ground, which happened to be trampled into a mess by these passing travelers. The horses' hooves were covered with dust and left, and no one would leave a single regret for the desolate and dilapidated yellow sand behind them.

Yan Mobai said nothing, but just hugged her soft waist tighter.

Not long after, he pulled the reins and the horse under him gradually slowed down until a black plaque came into view.

The three golden characters of "Penglai Pavilion" written in a flamboyant style shone brightly in the firelight, but there was no brilliant light behind the plaque. Only a vague outline of the inn remained in the darkness, like the corpse of a dead beast.

Yan Mobai glanced at the welcoming pine trees in front of the door. This time, there would be no maids to carry them into the door, and there would be no heavily made-up women coming forward with sweet smiles to greet him.

But... his blood energy could still sense that there were many living people inside this dark door.

Chapter 116: Tree Full of Fruit

Not far behind the two men, the girl in white robe jumped off the horse, her delicate brocade shoes stepped silently on the ground, and her twin ponytails floated up and down lightly.

“I’m back here again…”

Yi Niao Niao looked up at the huge building in the darkness. Only one day had passed, and this once glorious and decadent place had become lifeless. The front yard was shrouded in fog, and even her spiritual sense could hardly penetrate into the yard.

She didn't know whether it was lucky or unfortunate that she found this inn on the first day she arrived in Jiuling Town. However, she subconsciously avoided this little nest that brought her sweet soup and snacks during the investigation, and thus missed the truth by a hair's breadth.

After this incident, Yi Niaoniao realized how difficult it was to be the leader of the sect. Her enemies were no longer one or some people who hated her, but one unfathomable force after another. She was even unable to figure out what these forces were.

Yi Niaoniao thought that her disguise was perfect and could not be hidden from the enemy. She thought she was tracking down clues, but in the end she just followed the enemy's bait and fell into the trap...

Just like a cunning mouse will fall into a trap full of corn, even if Yi Niaoniao is given another chance to choose, she is destined to be unable to resist the aroma of the cake and will still walk into this small town willingly.

Thinking of this, the girl's gaze unconsciously fell on the two people who were stuck together. Her amber eyes narrowed slightly, and her little hands in her sleeves clenched tightly.

The little vixen has been occupying the leader for so long, it's time for her to take her turn...

Yi Niaoniao pursed her lips, and the rouge she had just applied was eaten away. She loosened the reins and quietly approached the two people in front of the inn.

"Mr. Bai..."

Yan Mobai suddenly felt the touch of a girl's slender and soft fingers next to his hand. He turned his head and saw her little face slightly red, her eyes looking up secretly with guilt and longing, biting her lips pitifully, like a hungry puppy begging for a bone from its owner.

Yi Niao Niao's small hand was much smaller than his palm. Her fingertips gently touched the back of his hand, and the itchy feeling plucking his heartstrings. She was so eager to hold his hand, but she didn't dare to take even a step further and waited obediently for his response.

While waiting, the girl's small body had unconsciously leaned forward, her beautiful face pressed against his shoulder, with the fresh fragrance of gardenia. At first, Yan Mobai didn't understand why her face was always morbidly flushed, and why there was a trace of crystal saliva hanging from the corner of her lips. As a fairy Yaoguang admired by everyone, why was she so infatuated like a lustful scoundrel? Then he thought of what this guy had done to his clothes, and suddenly he understood a lot.

He looked at Li Yulo on the other side, and saw that she was also looking at him, her light purple eyes as clear as water.

The girl was as innocent as a piece of blank paper, all her emotions were written on her face, and all her love and trust for the leader was beyond words. Although her chest was barren, it could accommodate the woman who had saved her life and the leader's life, because she believed that the leader would not choose to part with her because of Yi Niaoniao.

In addition, Yan Mobai also discerned some smoke-like melancholy between the girl's eyebrows and eyes, as if she had been in a daze.

Given her personality, it might not be easy for her to recover from the incident with the residents of Jiuling Town...

Yan Mobai sighed secretly, grabbed Yi Niao Niao's soft and boneless little hand, rubbed her soft and tender finger flesh, and happened to intertwine his fingers with hers.

"Son..."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then she lowered her head shyly and happily, a smile on the corner of her lips. Her small hand tightly held his hand, her slightly long nails pressing firmly against the back of his hand, as if she was afraid of separation.

Looking at her, Yan Mobai felt a little pity for no reason and wanted to get closer to her, but was quickly suppressed by reason.

At this moment, he was a little confused whether he was just taking advantage of Yi Niaoniao or he was really tempted, but when the time came to let go, he knew he would not hesitate at all.

There is another more important girl on the right, and she is the one that Yan Mobai will never abandon no matter what.

Two completely different, yet alluringly fragrant aromas rushed into his nostrils from the left and right, and his ears could clearly hear their sweet breathing. Two balls of very different sizes, but equally beautiful and tender, pressed against his arms. Such softness and fragrance were enough to make most men obsessed and intoxicated, but Yan Mobai never lost his clarity for a moment.

After resolving the matter in Penglai Inn, they will then need to dig up the earth veins to release spiritual energy. If they want to make all preparations before Shan Zhenzhen arrives, they cannot waste too much time now.

That woman was quite obedient as a subordinate, but Yan Mobai knew the coldness and ruthlessness beneath her beautiful face. Wiping out tens of thousands of civilians in Jiuling Town was no more difficult for her than skimming off the tea foam in a cup. If he fell into the hands of the other party, the only destination for him would be to be squeezed dry of all his value and then crushed into ashes as garbage.

In order to save Yu Luo's life, he was willing to sacrifice his own life, but now that there were other options, this retreat was ultimately just a retreat.

Yu Luo wanted to spend the rest of her life with him happily, and why didn't he want to spend the rest of his life with her? His previous decadence was only because he had nothing to care about. Now that he had someone he loved, he just wanted to live well with the girl.

"The jade box that the Penglai shopkeeper mentioned before his death should be here. That box can send the life stone to Jiuling Town, and can also send Shan Zhenzhen here."

He let go of their hands, looked at Yi Niao Niao and said, "There are still living people in the yard. Yu Luo and I are not good enough in cultivation, so please lead the way, Master Yi."

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The pitch-black gate of the courtyard melted away under the white flames of the sword, revealing a hole as high as a person. Bright firelight poured in from the hole, illuminating half of the courtyard.

In the originally empty courtyard, towering trees rose from the ground. There were no leaves on the branches, but the branches were full of fruits.

When he saw the appearance of the fruits clearly, the boy's dark pupils shrank slightly.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed the so-called living people he sensed. At this moment, they were hung upside down on the tree naked, their arms were cut off, their necks were bent behind their backs, their faces were deeply embedded in their backs, and their skin reflected a pale light, like huge maggots hanging from the branches. He thought that no matter what standard he used, these pale strips of flesh could not be considered living people...but they still had a breath left.

"Well……"

This scene made the girl feel sick. On the other side, Yi Niaoniao looked calm. She had killed so many demon cultivators and had witnessed some cruel scenes. Although what she saw was disgusting, it was not beyond her acceptance.

The wind blew in from the gate, shaking the fruits on the trees, making them groan one after another. As if sensing the movement outside the door, the faces behind the pale bodies opened their numb eyes and stared at the three people.

This time, Yi Niaoniao was also terrified by the stare. She had turned into such a terrifying appearance, but she could still reveal the eyes of a living person. She really couldn't think of any words to describe them. "What on earth are these things?"

"..."

Yan Mobai stared at those empty eyes.

He knew that all the independent cultivators in Jiuling Town were here.

Chapter 117: The Man Under the Tree

From the tiny spiritual energy emanating from the corpses on the trees, Yan Mobai could tell that they were at least practitioners who had condensed their spiritual veins in their lifetime. Some of them were emitting completely different kinds of pure true essence, and they were obviously immortal cultivators who had entered the Yuan Building Realm.

Jiuling Town was not prosperous, and there were few high-level immortal cultivators coming and going. There were fewer opportunities and fewer dangers. The casual cultivators who chose to live in seclusion here, like him and Li Yuluo, did not like to fight for treasures and profits, but just wanted to spend the rest of their lives in peace and quiet...

But in the end, things went against one's wishes. No one could have imagined that this seemingly calm pond in Jiuling Town actually hid a terrifying murderous intent.

They were cut into bare human sticks and hung on this dark red giant tree, with their feet sunk into the branches. They were hanging upside down from the branches on their legs, like bags filled with spiritual energy, having their vitality absorbed by the blood tree through their legs.