The Game with Fairies
Chapter 349

The cold moonlight shone upon the flying boat.

Aunt Su stood at the end of the flying boat, her expression grave.

Although everyone had guessed that the demonic cultivators from the Qingyang Association might catch up, the fact that they had done so this quickly, catching up to the flying boat in just one day, was a cruel reality that brought despair.

It also shattered any last hopes of good fortune.

Li Muyang stood at the end of the flying boat, watching the eight trails of light chase through the clouds behind them, but noticed that these lights always maintained a distance and didn’t immediately rush forward.

Li Muyang was puzzled.

“Why don’t they come up immediately?”

This was Demonic Sect territory, and these demonic cultivators were bold enough to ambush a direct disciple of the Demonic Sect in the wilderness.

Shouldn’t they want to finish this quickly?

Aren’t they afraid of unexpected complications arising with the delay?

Li Muyang couldn’t understand.

Aunt Su, under the moonlight with a somber expression, exhaled a breath and said, “They are waiting for the Old Man of Withered Leaves.”

Aunt Su watched the eight trails of light, her eyes slightly narrowed.

“Although they try to appear menacing, I can still see that these insects are strong on the outside but weak on the inside.”

Aunt Su continued, “The Old Man of Withered Leaves is not among these eight trails of light. He must still be on his way here.”

“Without the Old Man of Withered Leaves, these insects dare not rashly attack the flying boat.”

“Miss’s flying boat is a high-grade magical instrument equipped with its own offensive and defensive formations. Even if those eight people forcefully charge at the flying boat, they will suffer heavy casualties if they manage to break through,” Aunt Su said, then turned to Li Muyang.

“Since the pursuers have caught up, we have no choice but to resort to our last option. I will personally operate the flying boat to push its speed to the limit. During this process, I cannot be distracted and must concentrate fully. The defense of the flying boat will be left to you and Yuechan. You two will protect me.”

Aunt Su narrowed her eyes and continued, “If we can shake off these pursuers, we might still be able to buy some time. If that group of pursuers tries to entangle us, you siblings will face the enemy with the formation!”

This flying boat is a high-grade spiritual instrument that is very costly to construct.

In times of crisis, one can refine the flying boat to unleash its maximum speed.

Although this will cause great wear and tear to the flying boat itself, and the subsequent repair costs will be high, in a life-or-death situation, there’s no room to worry about that.

After giving her instructions, Aunt Su left the deck to Li Muyang and his sister.

She then sat down in place, crossed her legs, and closed her eyes.

As Aunt Su began to stimulate her spiritual power, her body immediately levitated, and dark purple light emanated from her, merging into the flying boat’s deck below.

The flying boat, soaring rapidly through the high skies, suddenly burst into dazzling purple light as if awakening and began to tremble slightly.

The next instant, the purple light in the night sky turned into a brilliant meteor streaking across the sky at an incredibly fast speed, flying off into the distance.

The eight chasing lights were quickly left far behind.

The eight demonic cultivators pursuing through the clouds were shocked and enraged upon seeing this.

“Can this damn flying boat go even faster?”

“Catch up immediately, we cannot lose them!”

The eight lights accelerated once again, trying to catch up to the flying boat that had swiftly moved away.

However, as the purple light flew farther and farther away in the night sky, its speed, surpassing ordinary escape techniques and the flying boat’s limit, quickly left three of the lights far behind.

Only the remaining five lights continued the desperate chase.

“Damn it! Is that Yan Xiaoru’s flying boat? How rich is she to be able to afford such a thing?”

High above, a demonic cultivator chased with a flushed face, his blood boiling and his pores desperately jetting out air—a side effect of his demonic power being pushed to the extreme.

He was in pain and burning up, cursing non-stop, furious at the speed of the flying boat.

Amid the biting winds high in the sky, a demonic cultivator’s low voice transmitted through the air.

“The flying boat is just a flying boat after all, not Yan Xiaoru herself. This burst of speed from the flying boat won’t last long.”

The demonic cultivators gritted their teeth and continued the chase, not daring to lose sight of the purple light.

“As long as we intercept this flying boat before the Demonic Sect’s experts come to the rescue, that’s all that matters!”

The purple flying boat streaked across the night sky at high speed, with five lights chasing far behind.

The demonic cultivators found the pursuit extremely difficult but refused to give up.

Meanwhile, on the deck of the flying boat, Aunt Su, who was fully powering the flying boat, sat cross-legged in the void, her body emitting wisps of purple mist.

The rising purple mist carried intense heat, distorting the air around it.

Li Muyang was surprised to find that the direction of the flying boat had changed.

Originally, the flying boat was heading straight for their sect, but now it was veering away.

Confused and alarmed, Li Muyang said, “Aunt Su? The direction of the flying boat…”

He hurriedly tried to remind her, thinking she had made a mistake in the direction.

But Aunt Su, sitting cross-legged in the void, replied without opening her eyes or turning her head, “It’s this direction.”

She spoke slowly, “Since Old Man of Withered Leaves has caught up, our original plan must be abandoned.”

“Even if Elder Yan is fast, she can’t possibly reach us before Old Man of Withered Leaves. Continuing on the original route means certain death.”

Aunt Su continued to focus on operating the flying boat, explaining the situation to Li Muyang with difficulty and slowly.

“So we’re fleeing towards Yunyan Lake. This direction leads to Yunyan Lake. The demons in that lake might be able to help us.”

Demonic cultivators of the Divine Travel Realm are hard for ordinary people to withstand.

Even if Li Muyang hid in a large city, his survival wasn’t guaranteed.

Even in major cities like Tianjiao City and Yanshan City, where Divine Travel Realm cultivators are stationed, in a world where interests are paramount, the strong prey on the weak, and the demonic path is known for bullying the weak and fearing the strong…

Why would a Divine Travel Realm cultivator, who rules over a region with high authority, take a huge risk to protect Li Muyang, a direct disciple, against the notoriously wicked Old Man of Withered Leaves?

Even if they didn’t turn Li Muyang away, those city lords wouldn’t go all out to protect him if Old Man of Withered Leaves really came knocking.

Seeking refuge in a big city would only waste time escaping and might lead to a quicker death.

That’s why Li Muyang and the others initially planned to flee to their sect, hoping for Yan Xiaoru to come to their rescue rather than escaping to the nearest large city.

But now, only two days into their escape, they had been caught up to.

Even if Yan Xiaoru grew wings, she couldn’t teleport to their rescue.

Stranded in the wilderness, Li Muyang and his companions had to seek other ways to survive, such as the very special forces within the Demonic Sect’s territory—the demonic allies.

Aunt Su, sitting cross-legged in the void, said expressionlessly,

“The demons in Yunyan Lake, although greedy and brutal, have the geographical advantage of the lake. Perhaps they can withstand Old Man of Withered Leaves’ attack for a few days.”

“As long as we delay long enough for the elder to arrive, we will have a chance at survival.”