I speedrunned the Fairy Strategy Game

Chapter 21 My protective master, who dares to touch my disciple!

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Nanxian Sect.

Outside the Discipline Hall, a group of disciples stood around the entrance, trying to find out what was going on inside.

"Have you heard? A fellow disciple killed the Little Dragon Lord of Chunjiang Prefecture and is being interrogated by the elders in the hall."

"Tsk, although I admire his courage, the Jiao Clan of Chunjiang Prefecture is no pushover. Even if he escapes punishment from the sect this time, he will face the crazy retaliation of Chunjiang Prefecture in the future."

"What a pity. He has such cultivation at such a young age. He should have had a bright future."

Inside the main hall.

Several elderly men dressed in black Taoist robes sat in the main seats. In addition to the three sect elders, the peak leaders who usually stayed in seclusion were also alarmed by this matter.

"Li Muyu, disciple of Nainai Peak, do you know your crime?"

Li Muyu and several disciples from the Discipline Hall responsible for sealing the formation stood in the main hall, awaiting their questions.

"Reporting to the elder, it was that little dragon lord who attacked first; this disciple was merely defending himself."

The Discipline Elder looked at Zhao Tianran.

Zhao Tianran sighed and told the truth.

"Reporting to the Elder, Junior Brother Li is correct. It was indeed Little Flood Dragon who broke through the seal and attacked Junior Brother Li."

The elder of discipline said.

"Why did you still kill the disciples in the Discipline Hall when they tried to stop you?"

Li Muyu gazed calmly into the distance.

"The wind was too strong, I didn't hear it."

Upon hearing this, the headmaster of Zixiao Peak slammed his fist on the table in anger and reprimanded him sternly.

"He spouts nonsense and shows no remorse."

"Elders, our sect and the Jiao clan of Chunjiang Prefecture have always kept to themselves. Today, the death of the young Jiao lord at the hands of this boy will inevitably provoke hostility from the Jiao clan of Chunjiang Prefecture."

"In my opinion, it would be better to hand it over to Chunjiang Prefecture for handling and to quell the situation."

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence.

All the elders present knew that, given the bloodthirsty nature of the Jiao clan of Chunjiang Prefecture, handing over the person would mean certain death.

The elder in charge of law enforcement hadn't expected Li Muyu to cause such a huge mess, but since he was a promising young talent he valued, he still had to protect him.

"Although Li Muyu has made mistakes, that little dragon caused trouble first. Even if Chunjiang Prefecture holds him accountable, my Nanxian Sect has a valid reason."

The messenger elder stood by, not speaking up to defend Li Muyu, but looking at the Purple Cloud Peak leader with a meaningful gaze, appearing completely calm and composed.

Not long ago, he sent his disciples to Nainai Peak to inform Pei Yourong, and they should be on their way by now.

I hope you can be just as calm and composed when you're with that person.

The disciples of the Discipline Hall standing nearby couldn't help but feel indignant on Li Muyu's behalf.

"It was clearly that Little Dragon Lord who trespassed into the sect's territory and committed evil deeds. Why didn't the elders demand an explanation from Chunjiang Prefecture, but instead punished Senior Brother Li?"

The disciplinary elder raised his eyebrows and looked serious.

"Shut up, this is none of your business."

"Zhao Tianran, take your junior brother and go down first."

"Disciple obeys."

Zhao Tianran bowed with his hands clasped.

"But……"

The disciple wanted to say something more, but Zhao Tianran stopped him and turned to walk out of the hall.

He turned to look at Li Muyu, the image of him battling the dragon flashing before his eyes, his eyes filled with regret.

But Li Muyu, the person involved, remained calm.

Seemingly sensing something, he suddenly curled the corners of his mouth and turned to look outside the hall.

"They're here!"

A clear, cool, and mature voice suddenly rang out in the hall, ethereal and elusive, leaving no trace.

"Have you asked for my opinion before interrogating my disciple, Nana Peak, here?"

A dazzling, cold light flew in from outside the palace; it was a long sword, pure white, its frost still intact, its whiteness even brighter than the moonlight, shimmering with iridescent light.

In an instant, a chilling sword aura filled the hall, the temperature inside plummeted as if winter were approaching, and even the teacups on the table froze.

The elders of all the peaks could not resist by using their internal energy.

The head of Zixiao Peak angrily rebuked him.

"Pei Yourong, have you gone mad?"

"To actually attack the elders, this is utterly lawless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Moonlit Sword did not retract; instead, it shone with a soft moonlight, its sharpness even greater. Thick frost formed on the bluestone floor, and glistening snowflakes drifted down inside the hall.

The commotion woke up an old man who was fast asleep in the main seat.

"Hey, is it going to snow already in June?"

The old man was dressed in a long white robe, his hair and beard were all white, his face was kind and gentle, and he looked sleepy as he surveyed the situation in the hall.

"Oh, it's Xiao Rong'er. Who made you angry again?"

Upon hearing the old man in white speak, the Moonflower Sword concealed its sharpness, and the fierce sword energy that filled the room vanished without a trace.

The elders also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Moonlit Sword transformed into a woman in white and slowly floated down into the hall.

With eyebrows like willow leaves, eyes like autumn water, a graceful and mature figure, and an exceptional temperament and appearance, every gesture exudes the elegance and charm of a mature woman.

Her long hair cascaded down to her waist, and she wore no fancy accessories, only a jade hairpin to tie it up. She wore a white long dress, which made her look exceptionally clean. The fitted dress outlined her almost perfect and proud curves, exuding an ethereal beauty.

The disciples of the Discipline Hall had only recently entered the sect. Standing by the hall gate, they witnessed the magical contest that had just taken place, their eyes filled with longing.

"Senior brother, she is the head of Nainai Peak, the number one female sword immortal of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

When Zhao Tianran saw Pei Yourong arrive, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, Junior Brother Li is alright now."

After hearing the whole story, the old man in white stroked his white beard and chuckled.

"I knew it. Young people are too sharp and ambitious, and they are bound to act recklessly."

"I'll punish you by confining you to your quarters for ten days. Just be more careful next time."

Upon hearing this, the elder of Zixiao Peak seemed unwilling.

"But Elder, how are we to explain this to Chunjiang Prefecture?"

Before the old man in white could speak, Pei Yourong said coldly.

"I will negotiate with the dragon clan of Chunyang Prefecture myself. If they refuse to give up, I will personally visit them another day and meet that old dragon."

Upon hearing the woman's domineering words, the hall fell silent. Even the elders of Zixiao Peak, who were always at odds with her, had nothing to say.

Simply because she is Pei Yourong, the youngest female sword immortal in history, and a figure who is expected to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the future.

Some people may oppose her approach, but no one dares to question her abilities.

The old man in white yawned, feeling sleepy again.

"Since no one has any further objections, let's drop this matter and go back."

Outside the Discipline Hall.

Li Muyu and Pei Yourong walked side by side.

"This old man Zheng is quite open-minded, much more straightforward than those stubborn old folks."

Pei Yourong walked beside him, looking at Li Muyu's disheveled and miserable appearance, checking his injuries while nagging him incessantly.

"Still laughing? I haven't even said anything to you yet!"

"Why would he go to Zhoukou Village for no reason? Although the little dragon of Chunjiang Prefecture is still young and his cultivation is not high, he still has the blood of the dragon race flowing in his veins."

"What if something unexpected happens if you rashly engage him in combat?"

Although his tone was somewhat serious, the concern he showed in his eyes was genuine.

No one could have imagined that the powerful and domineering female sword immortal who had just confronted the elders of all the peaks in the Discipline Hall would have such a girlish demeanor in private.

"It's alright, Master. Look, I'm perfectly fine now, aren't I?"

Pei Yourong took out an embroidered handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped Li Muyu's blood-stained arm. Her eyes were full of tenderness, and her movements were gentle and delicate, as if she were handling a precious porcelain piece, unwilling to use any force.

"You said you were fine, but your hands are all scraped."

Li Muyu smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the handkerchief and felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he looked at his master's concerned and distressed eyes.

"I understand, I won't do it again next time."

The two walked slowly toward Mount Nainai.

After learning what had happened from Li Muyu, Pei Yourong finally understood why her usually low-key and steady disciple had suddenly gone after the Jiao Clan of Chunjiang Prefecture.

Seeing his forced smile, Pei Yourong felt a pang of heartache and couldn't bear to say another harsh word.

"Don't worry, your master will go to Chunjiang Prefecture another day to get an explanation for you."

"His Chunjiang Prefecture merely lost a dragon, yet it has caused my disciple such grief; his sins are truly unforgivable!"

Li Muyu lowered his eyes and remained silent, the image of the little girl holding eggs in her hands, with a look of pride as she presented them, softly calling out "Fairy Brother" lingering in his mind.

"Fairy Brother!"

Hmm? Why does the sound seem to be getting closer?

Li Muyu looked around and saw the little girl standing in the distance, showing her two little tiger teeth and waving with a smile.

Behind her were the little girl's parents, the young widow, the elderly village chief, and all the villagers of Zhoukou Village.

Li Muyu bent down and picked up the little girl, his face full of disbelief.

What are you doing here?

The little girl hugged Li Muyu's neck, her face beaming with smiles.

"It was the brother in white who picked us up."

Li Muyu turned around and saw the disciples of the Discipline Hall taking care of the villagers, working up a sweat.

Zhao Tianran and others were among them.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Tianran said.

"When the Little Dragon Lord of Chunjiang Prefecture entered Wujiang territory, the disciples of the Order Hall discovered his whereabouts and evacuated the villagers in advance."

Li Muyu frowned.

"Didn't the notice in the messenger's office say that not a single chicken or dog would be spared in Zhoukou Village?"

Seeing Li Muyu's heroic figure fighting the dragon, the young disciple of the Discipline Hall became his little fanboy and hurriedly replied.

When Little Dragon arrived at Zhoukou Village, he found no living people. In a fit of rage, he slaughtered all the livestock in the village, leaving not a single chicken or dog alive.

Li Muyu was speechless for a moment.

How is this different from clickbait headlines?

And that little dragon, is he crazy?

If you didn't eat anyone, why are you acting all high and mighty? You just lost your life for nothing, didn't you?

"Zhoukou Village is destroyed, what will happen to the villagers?"

Zhao Tianran said.

"They will be temporarily settled at the foot of the mountain. After some time, the sect will find them another place to settle down."

The elderly village chief also led the villagers over. Without saying a word, he was about to kneel down to express his gratitude, but Li Muyu helped him up.

"I heard from other immortals that the immortals were almost punished by the sect for slaying the evil dragon for us."

"We are just ordinary villagers, and we have no way to repay such kindness from the immortals."

Li Muyu waved his hand, and seeing that the villagers of Zhoukou Village were safe and sound, the gloom on his face vanished.

"Village chief, you're too kind. It's good that everyone is safe and sound."

The young widow patted her bulging chest and said in a soft, seductive voice.

"That huge dragon scared me to death! I almost thought I was going to go down and join my dead husband."

A villager nearby joked.

"Then you'd better hurry, or your man might be drowning in the sweet embrace of a female ghost. If you wait any longer, there won't be a place for you."

The young widow had a slight frown on her face.

"Go away, go away! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth. I'm still waiting for the immortals to help me choose a good husband before I can bear to go down and keep that dead man company."

Not far away.

Ji Yudie had been guarding outside the Discipline Hall. Seeing that Li Muyu was safe and sound, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing him holding the little girl in his arms, mingling with the villagers, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, his cool, jade-like cheeks seemed to melt away like ice and snow, and his bright eyes seemed to ripple like a clear spring.

[Fairy Character: Ji Yudie]

Current progress: 30%

[Reward: Jade Tempering and Bone Transformation Technique, High-Level Earth-Rank Technique]