The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!-Chapter 713 - Red Mountain Academic Palace

Chapter 713: Chapter 713: Red Mountain Academic Palace

Chapter 713 -713: Red Mountain Academic Palace

Li Muyang was very sure that “Lethal Wild Grass” is a game suitable for all ages, without a hint of content inappropriate for children.

Throughout the entire game of “Lethal Wild Grass,” he did not unlock any 18+ plots or CGs.

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He and Little Wild Grass have always addressed each other as siblings.

They could not possibly have a bloodline that continued on to future generations!

What the hell is the Jiang Family up to?

Li Muyang frowned at the middle-aged man in front of him and directly asked.

“…Are these two your Jiang Family’s ancestors?”

The middle-aged man robed in a wide legal gown smiled slightly and said, “Correct, this is indeed the founder of our Jiang Family, the Great Master ‘Jiang Zi’, Jiang Xiaoyu.”

The middle-aged man had an expression of pride on his face.

However, hearing this appellation, Li Muyang had a face full of black lines: “Great Master? ‘Jiang Zi’? Jiang Xiaoyu?”

What in the world is all this mess, do you think this makes any sense?

Others have dignified names like Zhuang Zi as Zhuang Zhou, Mo Zi as Mo Di, Xun Zi as Xun Qing, sounding cultured just from their names. But when it comes to your family: Great Master ‘Jiang Zi’, Jiang Xiaoyu… the level of abstraction in this combination is comparable to “Confucius, Confucius the Second”.

Even if you want to brag about your ancestor, couldn’t you have forcibly come up with a more domineering and fitting name?

Just thinking that within this Ancient Resentment Well, there is a Jiang Family that proudly proclaims to everyone, “Our ancestor is the Great Master ‘Jiang Zi’, Jiang Xiaoyu!”

As the person involved, Li Muyang felt a sense of embarrassing tingling in his scalp.

The reaction of Li Muyang confounded the middle-aged man: “Does the distinguished guest have any questions?”

“…” Looking at the candid-faced middle-aged man in front of him, and then at the statue beside him, Li Muyang asked, “May I ask, sir, what great deeds and writings did this ‘Jiang Zi’ accomplish to be honored as ‘Great Master’?”

In “Lethal Wild Grass,” Jiang Xiaoyu was purely an underachiever, basically just an accessory to Little Wild Grass.

In the final ending, he did manage to rise to prominence, borrowing the power of the Evil God to match the Ancient Resentment Well Evil God.

But he died shortly after acquiring that power and did not have the chance to create any great deeds.

One could say that Jiang Xiaoyu came with nothing and left with nothing, leaving nothing behind for future generations.

Yet the Jiang Family in front of him could shamelessly boast with an air of confidence… where did they get this confidence from?

Li Muyang was full of confusion.

But the middle-aged man who heard his words was even more puzzled and astonished.

“Ah? Has the distinguished guest never heard of the name of our ancestor?” The middle-aged man was surprised and confused, and the people behind him exchanged looks and whispered among themselves.

The crowd looked at Li Muyang as if he were a primitive man who had been isolated from the world, full of astonishment.

The middle-aged man kindly explained: “The Puppet Manipulation Technique is a secret technique originated by our ancestor.”

“Ten thousand years ago, when darkness swept over the world and the land was shrouded in the shadows of evil spirits, our ancestor created the Puppet Manipulation Technique, allowing the Human Clan to resist the evil spirits and obtain the power to sustain themselves in this dark world.”

“Therefore, people honor our ancestor as the Great Master.”

“Sir is also a Puppet Master, yet you are unaware of the name of our ancestor…”

The middle-aged man looked puzzled: “Sir, when you learned the Puppet Manipulation Technique from your master, did you never come into contact with its origin?”

“…Sorry, I really don’t know that,” Li Muyang was at a loss for words.

The origin of the Puppet Master was Jiang Xiaoyu?

What kind of absurd joke is this!

Others may not know, but don’t I know?

Looking at the middle-aged man before him, then at the statue beside him, Li Muyang asked again: “And this fairy depicted by the statue, she is…”

“She is Fairy Qinghe,” the middle-aged man explained with a smile, “Fairy Qinghe was a highly pure and outstanding ancient Immortal, who braved the currents against a dark era, fighting to her death against evil spirits and devils.”

“She was the younger sister of our clan’s founding ancestor. Although there is no blood relation, they addressed each other as siblings, being the closest of comrades in battle, and even closer as family.”

“It is said that Fairy Qinghe was raised and grown by our clan’s ancestor, and this is recorded in the ‘Jiang Zi,’ ‘Evil Suppressing Scripture,’ and ‘Qinghe Immortal Chronicles.’

The middle-aged man, while stroking his chin beard, imparted knowledge with a smile to Li Muyang.

Clearly, Li Muyang was unaware of Jiang Zi, and he would certainly not know of Fairy Qinghe either.

After listening to his explanation, Li Muyang became even more confused.

In the legends of this clan, Little Wild Grass and Jiang Xiaoyu were siblings, not a married couple.

This part does align with history.

But the existence of this clan doesn’t align with history at all!

After thinking for a moment, Li Muyang asked again: “Then may I ask, has the wife of this esteemed founding teacher Jiang Zi… been mentioned in the classics?”

Li Muyang’s question set the other people behind the middle-aged man abuzz with whispers.

It seemed as though this question was somewhat sensitive.

The middle-aged man still had a smile on his face, but he didn’t elaborate further, simply saying with a smile: “If the distinguished guest is interested in the history of our clan, you may wish to stay longer in Red Leaf Valley. Inside the valley, there is the Red Mountain Academic Palace, open to all Puppet Masters in the world.”

“In the academic palace’s classics, many are the records of the stories of our clan’s founding ancestor.”

Very well, the academic palace, Puppet Masters, and even the inherited classics… This world within the Ancient Resentment Well is almost indistinguishable from the Mortal World.

The last time I came in using the character card of Constable Wu Ming, I rushed in and out, busy looking for the missing General Zhong. I didn’t expect that this shadowy world, riddled with Evil Gods, would also have such customs and culture.

Although these people are all evil spirits wearing human skin, and turn into devilish monsters after nightfall, they seem normal enough during the day.

Li Muyang’s mind was filled with doubt, but with the crowd before him, it wasn’t prudent to continue questioning.

After all, I can check the records at the so-called Red Mountain Academic Palace.

He was filled with curiosity about this Jiang Family clan and the so-called legend of Jiang Xiaoyu.

Was someone impersonating him?

Or did Little Wild Grass do something using his name?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Li Muyang asked: “May I know how to address you all?”

The middle-aged man smiled and said: “I am the Libationer of Red Mountain Academic Palace, Jiang Yunhe. These are my students, and we have specifically come here to greet the distinguished guest. Please come inside; your room is prepared. You may stay in Red Leaf Valley for as long as you wish.”

“As it is getting late today, please do rest first at the inn. Tomorrow, we shall formally welcome and cleanse the dust of travel for you.”

Despite being strangers, this group of people were extremely cordial and friendly in their reception of Li Muyang.

As the sun set in the west and nightfall was about to descend, the pedestrians in Red Leaf Valley hurried along, each hastening toward their own homes.

Those who had come to meet Li Muyang were no exception; after warmly ushering Li Muyang into a quiet courtyard, they all took their leave.

The spotlessly clean yard was filled with the faint scent of sandalwood.

Elegant, quaint, and tranquil, this courtyard was indeed quite unique.

Throughout Red Leaf Valley, there appeared to be no hostility towards Li Muyang’s arrival.