The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!

"I can't go on, I feel drained and dead tired; I need to rest for a while."

After daybreak, Wei Sandao, seeing the sun shining brightly and the dark creatures retreating, immediately lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

The debuff state of whispers constantly drained his health, and it was clear that Wei Sandao was suffering terribly.

A Demon Cultivator, who was at least in the Spirit Travel Realm, now appeared as weak as a tuberculosis ghost.

After collapsing, Wei Sandao stretched out his legs and immediately started snoring loudly.

Little Wild Grass, too exhausted, leaned against Li Muyang's shoulder, looking pitifully up at him.

"Big brother, I am so..."

Before she could finish the word "tired", the little girl also fell asleep on Li Muyang's shoulder.

Seeing the two of them sleeping so soundly, Li Muyang did not hurry them to continue their journey. He removed all the tendrils from their bodies, readjusted his sitting position, and let Little Wild Grass lie in his arms in a more comfortable position, then just waited.

The passage of time in the game began to speed up, with clouds swiftly drifting across the sky.

In a matter of three seconds, the sun had risen and set, followed by moonlight like water and a sky full of stars.

Little Wild Grass and Wei Sandao, who had slept the whole day, gradually opened their eyes.

"Let's go, continue on our way."

Wei Sandao stretched lazily, yawning as he spoke, "Kid, could you perhaps draw less life force with this dark magic you use to help me avoid dark creatures? You're almost drying me out to a husk."

Wei Sandao was somewhat dissatisfied.

But the rough man only complained momentarily, and the three continued on their journey.

Little Wild Grass, still groggy, clung tightly to Li Muyang's hand, almost hanging on him.

"Big brother, why don't we just fly out of here..."

Little Wild Grass asked in confusion, "Wouldn't flying out just take a moment?"

The primitive jungle outside Black Cloud Fort was incredibly dense, with only a narrow, winding mountain path leading to the outside world.

The nearest town was a hundred miles away.

And to walk out of the vast Ten Thousand Mountains, one would have to travel another five hundred miles northward.

For ordinary people, this was a lengthy distance.

But, for a Demon Cultivator like Wei Sandao, it was not that far.

Li Muyang glanced up at the night sky and said, "Let's just walk slowly."

The starry sky filled the night, but the stars over the Ten Thousand Mountains were different from those outside.

In a previous save, he had tried to fly out. No sooner had the three ascended when the star-filled sky suddenly split open, revealing a gigantic eye.

Under the gaze of that blood-red eyeball, Li Muyang and his companions instantly turned to ashes.

The entire land of Black Cloud Fort and its surroundings reeked of evil.

Ordinary people could not trigger such dark creatures; if it weren't for this time escorting Wei Sandao out, Li Muyang would have never realized how bizarre this land was.

The trio had not walked long into the night when the eerie sound of gongs and drums echoed through the dark woods.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Soon after, an eerie red palanquin appeared between the mountains and fields.

The Work God appeared again.

Li Muyang immediately wrapped the trio with tendrils, hiding from the perception of the Work God.

However, from another direction of the Work God, the shadows were filled with the sound of mournful crying.

A ten-zhang tall gaunt woman, dressed in a ragged, blood-stained robe, was crying as she ran through the mountains.

"My child... my child..."

The ten-zhang tall eerie woman was extremely emaciated, her skin pale white under the moonlight, devoid of any blood color. She ran through the forest, only waist-high to the bamboo and trees there.

The immense and sinister dark creature, with such a grotesque appearance, made Li Muyang widen his eyes.

Above the woman's head hung a red-colored skull health bar.

[Mourning Widow]

The chilling mountain breeze became even colder.

Both Little Wild Grass and Wei Sandao changed color, their bodies involuntarily stiffening.

"It's the Mourning Widow!"

This time, the newly appeared evil creature was visible to Little Wild Grass and Wei Sandao.

And they even recognized it.

Li Muyang's face was bewildered.

Little Wild Grass hastily said, "This is the legendary Mourning Widow, who, it is said, went mad and turned into a monster after her son died."

"She specifically hides by the roadside, crying to lure people close, and then devours them alive. Adults like using her to scare children."

After Little Wild Grass spoke, she looked up at the towering Mourning Widow with fear, saying, "I didn't expect this Mourning Widow to be so tall…"

Li Muyang carefully wrapped the three of them with his tentacles, fearing to reveal any trace of breath.

One Work God was already terrifying, now there was a Mourning Widow ten zhang tall.

The three of them constantly ran and dodged through the forest, and although those evil creatures couldn't find them, they kept shifting through the woods, seemingly sensing Wei Sandao's approximate location.

Within this range, the three of them had to keep dodging, and their movements had to be small and their speed slow. If they moved too fast and the tentacles couldn't keep up, Wei Sandao, once exposed, would be targeted by the evil creatures.

This stage tested Li Muyang's control over his tentacles as well as his coordination with Wei Sandao, almost leaving no room for error.

Once a flaw was exposed, it would lead to instant death.

Whenever a moonbeam from the Work God fell, Li Muyang and his two companions would instantly be turned into ice statues.

The Mourning Widow wept and laughed, spewing foul-smelling fresh blood.

Once sprayed with her blood, the three of them would immediately turn into infants swaddled in cloths, losing all their abilities, and then watch helplessly as they were picked up by the Mourning Widow and chewed in her mouth.

Such a death made Li Muyang, a seasoned game player, quite distressed—it was too unnerving.

He died seven times before he became familiar with the patterns of movement and attack methods of the Work God and the Mourning Widow.

With the experience from seven deaths, Li Muyang successfully led Little Wild Grass and Wei Sandao through the forest rife with evil creatures to see the sunrise once again.

"Damn, that was exhausting!"

After seeing the sun appear, Wei Sandao, who had turned pale again, collapsed stiffly, and soon started snoring.

Little Wild Grass also collapsed weakly into Li Muyang's arms, so rigid and motionless in her sleep.

If it weren't for their breathing, Li Muyang would almost suspect that he had drained them dry.

"At this pace, escaping seems rather difficult."

Li Muyang looked up at the sky and sighed.

During the day, the two needed to rest and recuperate their energy, at night they had to face the pursuit of evil creatures and couldn't run too fast either.

There was an additional Mourning Widow last night, what about tonight?

The game time was passing quickly; after waiting three seconds, Li Muyang watched as the sun swiftly circled the sky.

Eventually, the moon rose, with stars scattered across the sky.

Gusty winds started blowing as Little Wild Grass and Wei Sandao were forced to get up from the ground and continue their journey.

"Damn it! Another one today?"

Wei Sandao looked at the forest ahead with uncertain shock, feeling the wind was even more chilling than the night before.

This was clearly a sign of an increase in the number of evil creatures.

Li Muyang, who could see all the evil creatures, swallowed nervously, "Not one, there are two more…"

The two additional evil creatures tonight were like the Work God, invisible to Little Wild Grass and Wei Sandao.

However, Li Muyang saw them clearly.

One was dressed in a tattered theatrical robe, its deathly pale face covered in cheap makeup, full of cracks, with bright red lips split to the ears, smiling radiantly—Lady White Terror.

The other evil creature was a head as huge as a house, with a fierce face, exaggerated facial features, a green face and fierce fangs, wearing a black hat—Lord Black.

Four bosses with red skull health bars were chasing after the three's shadows through the woods, and the chilling winds grew colder.

Li Muyang sighed, "The number of evil creatures is increasing, and the difficulty ahead will be even greater."

He had only died seven times to get through one night, thinking this level was not so challenging.

Now he realized, it was not that it wasn't difficult, but that the more challenging part was still to come.

With this trend, as the number of evil creatures increased, so would the difficulty exponentially.

This stage was going to be a tough challenge.